“Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains.” - Jean Jacques Rousseau
Am I? I renounce my immunity from servitude and resign to a daily slog for a reason. An excuse that sets me free. To earn. Acquire essential supplies to pursue my dream, my freedom. I am free, unrestrained. Ensuing my mundane drudgery, I return to my kingdom. A dominion where I rule. Indro rulez !!!
I live for my illusions. Illusions of love, hope, trust, caring, friendship, togetherness, perfection, happiness and fulfillment. These are my objects of desire. How to actualize these is a question that stares me. But I am unperturbed. Because I am free. I do what I want to. I eat when it suits me. I drink with whomever I like. I scoot when I am hit by wanderlust. I talk when I need and don’t in its absence. I sleep when I am drowsy and wake only for my profession. I think what I like and put together my act. And when I lay in my bed at night, I feel I have annexed my wants.
“Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.” – Albert Einstein
I am selfish. To a degree that my existence is governed by my freedom. My freedom. Read bold, all caps, underlined, times new roman, font size seventy-two. Ironical though, I cannot endure isolation except for intermittent doses. I need a screen of people who love or like me. A need for power maybe. With time I have devised a foolproof way to attain this. Live for those who like you and they’ll do the same. There might be people who won’t reciprocate. Well, they weren’t worthy to start with. I am happy with a fraction of those who acknowledged my effort. I bask in the warmth of their friendship, togetherness.
“Cogito ergo sum” - René Descartes
Am I? I renounce my immunity from servitude and resign to a daily slog for a reason. An excuse that sets me free. To earn. Acquire essential supplies to pursue my dream, my freedom. I am free, unrestrained. Ensuing my mundane drudgery, I return to my kingdom. A dominion where I rule. Indro rulez !!!
I live for my illusions. Illusions of love, hope, trust, caring, friendship, togetherness, perfection, happiness and fulfillment. These are my objects of desire. How to actualize these is a question that stares me. But I am unperturbed. Because I am free. I do what I want to. I eat when it suits me. I drink with whomever I like. I scoot when I am hit by wanderlust. I talk when I need and don’t in its absence. I sleep when I am drowsy and wake only for my profession. I think what I like and put together my act. And when I lay in my bed at night, I feel I have annexed my wants.
“Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.” – Albert Einstein
I am selfish. To a degree that my existence is governed by my freedom. My freedom. Read bold, all caps, underlined, times new roman, font size seventy-two. Ironical though, I cannot endure isolation except for intermittent doses. I need a screen of people who love or like me. A need for power maybe. With time I have devised a foolproof way to attain this. Live for those who like you and they’ll do the same. There might be people who won’t reciprocate. Well, they weren’t worthy to start with. I am happy with a fraction of those who acknowledged my effort. I bask in the warmth of their friendship, togetherness.
“Cogito ergo sum” - René Descartes
I think (too much!) I read, an inherent urge. And I opine. Like all pseudo intellectuals, I love to indulge in this sport. A continuity of conception on everything that surrounds me. Nation, politics, religion, region, sports, trends, industry, entertainment, life, human nature, myself, etc. This blog is my window to the World Wide Web on the impressions of my mind, appreciating these affairs. Welcome to my world, my comfort zone. A comfort zone that I incessantly change so that my faculties don't rust. The cozy corner! Die begrüßung der gemütlich winkel !
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gr8 one
bhai likhe to bahut hee badiya ho par jara hindi me likhe hote ti bhaiyya ko samajh aa jaata...
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