Shamelessness

Last night came "yet another new year". Wishes were sent. Calls were made. That clichéd "happy new year" was uttered. Come 2nd Jan, this will be an year just like the years gone by. Historically, poors are mocked upon. The rich show-off. Women get assaulted, raped, killed. Men treat women as their property.


Nothing will change. This will prove to be "yet another new year". Poors will still be poor. Rich will still be rich. Women will still be women. And men will still be men.


Nothing but the number will change.


I just hope this new year does not become "yet another new year". I hope that this year brings a change. A change in mentality. A change in leadership. A change in attitude. A change in people's reluctance to call themselves Indians. I have heard people calling it shameful to be Indian. This is a shocking change from "proud to be Indian" days.


Let's bring about a real change this year. So, we can celebrate the next new year with little satisfaction.


Wishing all a new year.

Mayan Disappointment

Just like everybody, Mayans too disappoint me. World didn’t come to an end as envisaged by their calendar. This means, I will have to carry on with this stupid life. I don’t know why am I in this world. I bring no positive change to this world. I don’t matter in any scheme of things. I don’t spend a day when I am truly happy and tension free. Tension of boss when on the job, tension of getting a job when out of job. Tension of money when on the job, tension of more money when out of job. Tension of saving money while shopping and tension of self-image and status when wearing worn out apparels.


Want to do something in life but hell. I have started thinking I am useless. Can’t do anything on my own. Stupid common man. Can’t risk my job to do something. Family needs money. Can’t do the job too as I am professional enough to put my points through. I am too sentimental. Why was I programmed this way I don’t know? But I hate it. I hate the fact that I don’t think about myself. The most stupid thing in today’s life is to be sentimental and bravo! I am the greatest sentimental fool in the entire world.


If suicide were a game I would win the Olympic gold. Dear God! If ever you destroy this world and think of creating a new one. Keep one thing in mind. Don’t make poverty. It cripples. Peoples’ thinking, their attitude towards life, their decision making and their rational. It cripples the world. Though the world would be a far less entertainment for you in that case, but it would at least be a level stage for your puppets to put up a fair show.