Immortality is such a celebrated concept. When I was a child, I used to fantasize about how free and liberated my existence would be, were I immortal. I dreamed about entering enemy lines and fighting like a lion because the fear of death would no more be clouding my mind. There would not have been choices or compromises in my life, because due to the longevity of my existence I would have had all the time in the world to do everything I desired.

But now that I think about it, life would have been so boring if I was immortal. Even with this limited span of life, I most of the time feel like there is nothing to do. Probably the only solace I derive is during the weekdays, when I get to goto the office and atleast blame my office for screwing my happiness. That feels so much better as I atleast have something to blame my misfortunes on. Some weekends are the most pathetic part of my existence. I have all the time in the world but feel so drained out that I don't feel like doing anything. And its my laziness that aggravates the feeling even more intensely. How I wish I've had the company of some active friends, who would drag me along for some adventure.. :)

The recent serial bomb blasts in Mumbai...

Death is inevitable and people die everyday. Death is a fact of life; the thought of it stimulates the profound goodness from within someone and for someone it confirms the purposelessness and emptiness of life. Death as an entity is so strong that no religion could ever claim to defeat it by advocating the concept of immortality.

Having said that, somewhere deep down, it just doesn't feel right and justified to encounter death when some psycho on the street doesn't feel your life is worthwhile and decides to end it by planting a bomb or going on a shooting spree. The recent terrorist activities and the spineless reaction of the Government has forced a common man like me to think of violence as the only way possible to put things in perspective.

Non-violence although a great and powerful tool, can only be exercised against someone who atleast has a little regard and respect for the other person, however applying non-violence to deal with someone who doesn't hesitate even a small bit to kill an innocent person is cruel.

Displaying the strength to uphold a principle at all times is commendable, however knowing when the circumstance is unfavorable for upholding the principle is the virtue of wisdom. And what our nation needs now is wise people not principled people.

On this note, let me ask myself; do I know a wise person who is capable of leading us? As of now, the answer to that is 'NO'...

GOD help us!!!

"I wish to be remembered as a person who wanted to live free"

Under the burden of my loved ones dreams
I've allowed myself to be enclosed in the shackles of oppression..
But no more, I say..
Will my self respect be compromised in any way!

I've held too long to allow my mouth to speak the truth
Chained my conscience too tightly to show me the way..

But I've broken free now...
Human Revolution is no more a choice, but the only way ahead..
Aahh! what a feeling..The promise land is not far away..

I know you'll think that I've come too far to give it all up,
But now I know, Million deaths are better than a moment of slavery and oppression..

Now I can stand tall and look in the eyes of the man in the mirror with utmost respect..
I know now what it truly means to be happy..

My Awakenings!!

It never stuck me before but I'd been using it all this while without an iota of doubt.

It all happened when I'd planned to pursue part time Masters in Management from one of
the reputed management institutions, hence, as part of the initial procedure I was
filling out my application form.

Wanting to get into that Management institution had been the only conscious decision I'd
made in my life till now. Hence, like never before, I was taking everything seriously.

I was already cautioned by some of my friends that the application form would be my
first impression in front of the management, hence I should put in a lot of thinking and
logic behind every answer. All these suggestions and advice had already formed a perception in my mind about approaching the application form.

Hence while embarking on my journey of filling the application form, instead of starting with
the trivial questions like name, age, religion etc, I started with the difficult questions like the essays and personal/experience questions. It took me nearly 4 hours to answer all those questions satisfactorily (by this time my mind had already got into the inquisitive framework), and once I was done with that, I moved on to answer those default trivial questions.

However unlike always,this time my mind was not programmed to just answer the question.
An intrinsic thought/realization accompanied every question. And when I reached the question where the institution wanted to know about my religion, two questions stuck my mind for the first time:

1) Why should be someone else concerned about my religion?

2) What is my religion?

After a little retrospection, I was able to confront the first question as a constitutional blunder, however the second question really startled me.

All this while I have been carrying an inherited religion & never even once did I think if I'm really following any religion.Furthermore to my adversity, I did not even know what religion meant.

After speaking about my latest awakening & dilemma to some of my friends I came to know that I wasn't alone in the journey of ignorance, there were many who (apart from their small variations) were just like me. And it won't be false for me to say that more then 95% of the people who inhibited my world were religiously religionless.

Being enlightened with this reassuring feeling that I'm not alone, another important question appeared in my mind,
Do I need a religion?

Although this question can be debated boundlessly from a general point of view, however if I were to argue keeping the context of the matter (i.e. me) in mind, I think I don't need a religion as of now.

Now that I'm able to see things from this angle, I think the absence of religion has made me the kind of good and indestructive person that I am. Being religionless has allowed me to look at people from an unbiased vision and that inturn has resulted in enduring genuine relationships with my friends. I never got involved in a riot or broke peoples houses (which took them a generation to build) in the name of religion. There are no orphan children crying on the streets because I killed their parents in the name of religion. And importantly, I never hated someone without getting to know them.

If there is a place called Heaven, then I think without doubt I will get a place in there.

Hence for the sake of humanity I chose not to answer that question and for the sake of happiness (which is the aim of religion), I choose not to be enclosed within the compartment of religion. I say it out loud I say it proud, I'm Religionless!!!