Quick Thoughts: Stupidity, Inequations, Unlearning

  1. As moving up needs efforts and falling down is natural (all thanks to gravity), growing wisdom takes efforts and growing mindlessness is natural (all thanks to infinite human stupidity.)

And there’s avalanche of headless statements, arguments and propaganda, all fueled by connectedness of new world. At last, having a working gadget is cheaper and easier than having a sound, working mind !

  1. Human minds are intrinsically lazy. Who would spend energy in thorough thinking when following the herd like sheeps have served us till now?

We believe in romanticised equations of religiousness=virtuous, violent=brave, education=schooling, happiness=wealth etc. Whereas there are no equations. Key to quality life are inequations. Believing that homogeneity is essentially against everything we hold dear to humanity.

  1. Equations are to be crossed. Converted to inequations. That’s unlearning. We took centuries to realise particular race is not equal to particular quality, some gender is not superior to other, certain sexual orientation is better than other. We took centuries to convert these equations into inequations. The atrocities were carried out in the name of these equations, but I feel it mild as compared to what’s possible in todays superconnected world.

We need to master art of unlearning. Unlearning fast.

  1. Art of unlearning will be key trait of future generations. With things changing so fast, servival will be based on learning new skills continuesly. Changing the profession often, will be the necessity of tomorrow.

Hence unlearning-learning i.e. forgetting your reflexes you developed for particular task and acquiring new ones will be a challenge.

Dancing your way through the turbulence… !

Yesterday, I was thinking, what do I love more? Life or death? Answer, obviously, was far-off from my reach then !

But ‘the turbulent flight’ AI 629 from Mumbai to Nagpur today (June 9th), followed by a glass of Beer helped me to the answer. It’s relative! I am not sure what do I love more of life and death. But I hate the turbulence. At least the onset of it.

It was, ‘Dar sabko lagta hain! Gala sabka sukhta hain !!’ (Preceded by G*** sabki fatati hain!) moment for almost everyone in the flight. I heard prayer followed and occasionally interrupted by abuses for weather, from a co-passenger.

As soon as the flight took off, it was continuous shuddering and occasional jerks. Soon, it was followed up rapid changes (climbing and falling) of altitudes numerous times. After 25 minutes or so, terbulance seemed to be over and dinner was served. We barely started eating and the terbulance was back, with an announcement (and signal) to fasten the seatbelts. ‘Abe yar, thoda pehle bola hota‘, I thought to myself. The unpacked dal and rice was staring right in my face. Ab plane jada hila to kya kya kya pakadu? A typical dag achhe hain moment !! Many people couldn’t eat out of tension. But ‘Kung-Fu Panda’ movies have taught me, eating helps in releasing tension. And what if it was the last supper? I ate every last grain of it. 🙂

In over a dozen flight experiences of mine, this was only turbulent flight. Few more things were also new to me. I saw ‘strangers openly talking to each other’ was way more than what I earlier observed. People were openly sharing their fears. Some confessed, that they will avoid air travel during rainy season. I too, asked to a seemingly more experienced flier, whether he have been in more turbulent flights.

One of the co-passengers was continuously praying with eyes closed and hands held in Namaste. When flight finally landed safely, he clapped, full of joy. Some loudly cheered with ‘Siyapati Ramchandra ki Jai’. While alighting some tried to prove they were not afraid, some admitted to it and some thanked the staff. Faces of the flight attendants were also expressing the same story.

Every smile felt more lively and coming from depth of hearts. I don’t know if I love life more. But, life is beautiful. And it is, because death is!

Afterall life is a fun-filled rollercoaster ride, since it gets a bit nervous and scary in-between !

But do I hate terbulance? I guess, it’s relative too ! Just dance your way through it.

For some ‘questions’, we don’t need answers ! (In Mark Mansons language) Just don’t give ‘it’ the f*** !!

काही मनांत ज्योत पेटावी म्हणून…

जगण्याला धार असली पाहीजे,

कड्यावरून कोसळणाऱ्या पाण्यासारखी,

पाजवलेल्या पात्यासारखी,

किंवा

ताज्या खोल जखमेतून उसळणाऱ्या,

उष्ण रक्तासारखी,

आवेग,

कुठल्यातरी कारणानं,

हृदय कायम ढोल बडवत असलं पाहीजे,

अण्,

छातीचा भाता,

शब्दांनी, श्वासांनी,

कायम पेटवत असला पाहीजे,

पेटत असला पाहीजे,

जग जाळण्याठी नव्हे,

काही मनांत ज्योत पेटावी म्हणून…

Trying to fit in?

Why am I trying to fit in? With every passing day, I find more of my energy is being wasted in trying to obey popular rules framed by the clueless society. Nonetheless, I have tried to defy few of them. And my conscious asks me sarcasticly, ‘Oh really?’.

The desperation to try to fit in is equally pathetic to trying to be different. Traveling is the time when I honestly introspect, and I have just realized, I suck at being myself for sometime now.

I never used to think of what I am wearing or what ideas do people conceive from appearence, what should be ideal bite size when I am eating or is sauce/butter sticking to my face somewhere, what will someone think if I am initiating conversation for no reason and so on. I should go through my decision making and thought process to settle down this uneasiness for once. Either embrace my raw approach and leave opinions of others for their own or try to be sophisticated and fit in. Or simply do whatever what I want and don’t give a f***about anything else.

What I have decided?

To not to think much when it comes to personal !

And first test comes soon after.

Should I publish this post or not.

The draft is saved.

(After two hours, I am sitting in a Restrobar and anwer is on one of its walls… 🙂 )