The Narrator

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Tyler Durden just staring at your face from the wall poster – This is your Life and it’s ending One minute at a time. And you are never the wiser of it. But is this reminder of life’s frailty doing you any good. Well, why should everything have to? On goodness, I have blabbered before as well. This is nothing new. For better things we all crave and slave off; some hide behind the barb of passion, some enlightenment, and some more in pursuit of happiness. Fallacies; some body rightly said life’s a pursuit – damn right. Why not have some fun on the way? You’re going to regret this later – ah, judgement! Or collective wisdom?

Possession gives purpose to life. For one thing it makes you wiser to the way of world. You learn to hold on to it with the price of your life all the while possessing some more. To what extent? To the extent of securing your future – one percent effort put in extra behind the pursuit will earn you 1481 times the points than the loser at the other end wasting one percent effort doing nothing. Revelation from a Facebook post! Some years back my confused self would have said ‘..and they will take it to their grave!’. But I have wizened up from that. Got myself a couple of oak coloured couches and mahagony bed – next in line is a runner carpet. Should I get hold of a 40-inch flat-screen as well. See right there, purpose defined for sometime. The problem is the effort, rather the cost to it.

For the romantics who are feeling the angst I would recommend ‘Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance’ – and so for the rationals. It beautifully immerses the reader into an ever looming tragedy and explores this chasm of the two worlds. Was one of the books which can take much more than it can give from you. But then, why else you seek those pages! I now stare hard into the darkness in the living room. Muffled breathing beside. Timer still clicking to remind the mortals. Tick Tock.

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Difficulty of being good – The moderation pill 1

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Oxford dictionary defines good as ‘Being positive or desirable in nature’. Gurucharandas in his book Difficulty of being good expounds various facets of ones dharma in the context of the greater good. Good has always been scrutinized from the perspective of the external; good to poor, good to society, good to parents. Nobody talks about being good to self, or rather used to.

We are living in an era of great social change. There is a movement sweeping the land. Of individualism. If books and movies were a reflection of the societal trends a couple of decades back, one just has to look at the social media to see the present trends. Its reflected in the voicing out from all quarters of the society through campaigns such as Kiss of Love, Anti-Beef ban, Anti-Censorship, Pro-gay movement and many more. Good is being redefined.

In this context, what is being good? Is it vehemently guarding your liberal point of view to an extent being obnoxious to others? Is it being narcissisticly putting one’s self out there? Is it voicing the opinion of the oppressed few blinded by logic and driven by emotions?

In the pursuit of private good let the common good not be subdued – replaced by a privately common good, and by that I mean good defined by me and the cause I support. Many a times in pursuit of this cause, of being liberal, we are consumed by the blind obsession with it that we become the oppressor. That’s a reason why we see lot of hatred these days spewing venom in the social media.

I have seen many of my modern age liberal friends blatantly hammering a conservative (by this I mean person with a different opinion from the herd), almost resembling a mob. The irony of the situation was that the topic of discussion was anti-beef ban which is an issue with major moral and religious backdrops. What is the good in this mob behavior, even though the end is justified?

Moderation might be the pill doctor should prescribe for the situation. But then are there any takers?