Coma

We all need to wake up from our own personal coma.

Food For Thought? Just some fuckin' chaos!

Warning: This is not meant to be deep. If you are looking for some deep shit kindly get outta here. If you expect anything deeper than a kid’s swimming pool on this blog, you are sadly mistaken my friend.

And I blame Kacky for this post, as a weird statement in his mail made me stop my work-out and forced me to think!

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“Things we own, end up owning us” – Chuck Palahniuk (Fight Club)

The other day Tanmay was told a few things:
1. People from the top notch companies are looking for stress-relief. If they are working in top companies then they shouldn’t be stressed. Is it the stress to maintain the position at the top? Maybe.
2. A man traveling by bus dreams that one day he will be rich enough to travel by a BMW. One day he achieves that dream and buys one BMW. The next day a cyclist crashes against his car and there are scratches all over the rich BMW. The man is upset. Reason - the scratch on the car is not only on the car but it’s also on his self.
3. A man can be happy traveling in a bus and he can, at the same time, be upset and tensed while traveling by a plane.

We maintain our car, like we maintain our house, like we maintain our body, our health. All our life we are busy maintaining stuff that eventually will die, disappear, won’t be a part of this superficial world. So why take the trouble? Probably, so that while we still own it (or it still owns us as we fail to distinguish ourselves from the same), it stays in good shape. So basically, although it is quite apart from “us”, it is still a part of “us”.

Now some school of thoughts say that everything is finally one. We are all one. Some say it’s all infinite. Some say the end quotient is null (positive and negative theory). Now this is confusing. I somehow don’t believe in the positive negative theory as I don’t believe that any action can be judged as positive or negative. So I won’t waste my thoughts on that. But if I was to believe in the universe being one, then there is a problem in my head.

The car and I are two distinct objects, just like the house and me, just like my body and me. So if my body isn’t me, then what is me? Don’t give me the crap “soul”. I know it’s probably the “soul” but how? What if I say, maintain the soul by keeping it pure. Now I don’t believe in purity again as when I say “keep it pure” then it will just mean I’m going back to the positive and negative theory that I don’t believe in.

There is a belief that I can’t justify, we hold all the answers within us, we hold all the information and it is all very obvious to us, in fact it is so obvious that we ignore it all the time.

Give me a name and I’m defined in this world. Like my parents gave me a name and I’m known by that name to them. At blogger, I decided to choose my identity as another brick in the wall and bloggers know me by this name. So finally it is just some random name which means nothing. So strip me off my name, and everything that is so superficially “mine” and what gets left of me is me. But how do I do it? So who exactly am I? What exactly is me? Unfortunately, I’m not intelligent enough to figure this out or maybe the answers are all staring in my face and am not able to read them!