You are very quiet today!

One of them went near the sofa and sat on it with a free fall motion. The contact between the sofa leather and his slightly bulky bottoms produced a sound- ‘thhump!’- trumpeting the presence of authority which cares little for consequence. Another one pulled a chair near the table and in the simple act of getting seated you could see a perfect display of good manners one learns growing up in middle class families. His calm confidence, which is all over the place, is that of a ‘self-made person’- a title that most people from his social tribe proclaim, making each of them feel uniquely valuable- and perhaps rightly so.

The topics of discussion are ‘low-risk’ as usual. Mostly politics, which basically means that it’s all just a fancy, well-read gossip. National politics, international politics, local institutional politics and on some rare occasions a few bold people might dare so much as give their opinions on real life, hard-core gossip. I think of these discussions as low-risk because they are widely understood and popular and one could engage in such discussions for hours, voicing and hearing opinions without revealing much about one self or bothering to know much about others. Such an arrangement, by default, makes it difficult for most people to leave the table making fool of themselves, unless they are really trying to.

It is before you even begin to speak that you find your audience alert, taking mental notes and preparing a solid come back as a reply to whatever is yet to come out of your mouth. They are not lacking in manners at all but something about their body language gives away their ploy. Their body language and their eyes. The intently glistening eyes.

The discussion having put forth different ideas inevitably becomes an argument. However, out of sheer politeness not many will admit to that. To put weight to their point of view, people exhibit different behaviors. It is hard to decide if these behavioral patterns come to surface because these people are so absorbed and enthusiastic about the discussion (argument) or because it is the secret weapon to emphasize their point, making others psychologically submit- if not logically. If you are anyhow still immune to the fervor in the air, you are most likely to make these observations…. some of them constantly shift their body weight, some do not hesitate in flinging their hands rigorously and some move them just around the wrist, slightly, letting their half dangling fingers deliver the impact. There is ever increasing animation in their tones, facial expressions and the use of difficult but suave words becomes more and more frequent.

The ideas though seemingly contradicting, are each honorable in their own light, with their own undeniable justifications. As with every argument ever, there is an unspoken competition.  The competition to have the last word….hopefully with a valid argument, but if necessary, with a ‘juggat’. The arrogant sentiment that hangs thick in the air broadcasting ‘you may be right, but not more than me’ strips their attempt of pseudo-intellectual discussion of any intellect. What is left is nothing but noise. Meaningless. Aimless. You shall in these deafening moments, find your regard and appreciation renewed for those who practice silence. You are suddenly very respectful to the idea of such people’s existence.

Like a considerate host, he has been watchful of his guests. You are aware of him eyeing you more than once from the corners. Finally he remarks, “ You have been  very quiet today”. You take roughly a second and a half to halt your train of thoughts and come up with something that is both tasteful and tactful but you took too long. Someone jokingly chimes in that women are not much into politics anyway as God has made them to think about other things. Another, coming quick to save you from such harsh generalization, puts the blame on your constant stressful thinking which may lead you to depression someday. You can not in all honesty disagree with this suggestion. So you force a smile, hoping to conceal behind it your disdain towards the lack of originality in the show you witnessed today. You are also aware that others are struggling to do the same at this point- for one reason or another. Each convinced that as social decency demands, there is a need to hide their contempt and each feeling entitled to hold it anyway. Each satisfied with the day’s little reunion, each genuinely looking forward to another.


Once upon a dream!

           the one

If only I could ever say it right,

the things I saw when all was quiet.

Beyond that hill, where the wind is still,

the stars above were not a distant sight.

I flee this town, I break all bounds,

I got my wings, I took my flight.

And so it was, yet so it wasn’t,

I was lost, the roads looked brazen.

My head was high, my spirit young,

they verily called me foolish, impudent.


That fair haired child had bled his knee,

was playing with straws, when he fell on rocks.

In the narrow streets and tall houses,

a big fat girl makes meaty sandwiches.

Three old men, sitting on a bench,

bald and grey, they said, “hey”.

A bunch of boys thumped tables, their fists high,

I don’t know why they had to shout,

but all of them were pretty loud.


I sailed the tides, high and low,

I played with the winds, warm and cold.

I went up the mountain, rough and steep,

and saw the valley, quiet in its sleep.


Once upon a dream, once upon a night,

I had my wings, I took my flight…..

Its not one world with countless beings. Its One being and the countless worlds

  I was too young to remember the first time I had thought that, ‘What if I find out that everything I see and everything I hear, is not the same as what others see and what others hear?’ Every time such a creepy idea came to my mind, I would shake my head and distract myself with anything that regular kids do.

   But, I never got rid of this particular thought. Some things have a way of keep coming back.  The only difference is that the idea is not so creepy any more. ‘Perspective’ is the friendlier term for this concept. Why should I be afraid to know that not everyone is seeing things the way I do? Why does it have to be such a bad thing? Maybe, it is so because we are naturally afraid to be alone and to accept this idea means to accept that we are after all ‘alone’.

  I have started accepting this idea for quite a while now and what I have found is not loneliness but solitude.


Making History!


Protests, wars, peace settlements, revolutions,developments, technology, protests, wars and then again peace settlements and revolutions.
At every step, we believe we are making history. What we do not realize is the fact that we are simply following a set course of mere repetitions- happenings, that have to happen. Most of us name this phenomenon as nature.
History was made when one man killed the other and buried the dead for the first time on the face of earth. History was made when language was developed as a source of communication, when fire was invented as source of energy and religion came into being as a source of spirituality. The rest is nothing but repetition.
What we know of nature as a rule is that it balances all energies. It nullifies the net effect of everything. We know light because we know darkness. We know love because we know hatred. We can appreciate our friends not by their goodness alone but also by the mean-ness of our enemies. We can cherish life as much as we understand death. The nature has a way to cancel the net effect of everything by making the existence of the opposition of equal intensity a necessity. The same way as if one part of the world is a paradise of peace and progress, the other will have to face upheavals and destruction. Same way, if some people like me then existence of those who dislike me is obvious.
If we look at it scientifically, we know this as a law of physics that friction is required to initiate a movement but friction is also required to stop any movement. Thus, contrary to what we believe nature is, we find a point of unification. The idea of unification of forces called ‘unification theory’ which was later modified with additions to it as ‘grand unification theory’ has been presented and accepted by scientist community.
Thus, we know that nature is not exactly as we have been perceiving it. Universality and unification can be achieved. How possibly can we make another history by governing the nature to change its course- is the particular thing I don‘t know. If we reach the point of uniformity, it might result in perpetual motion, perpetual stability or perpetual stop and end of everything. Where exactly it might lead us, I cant say.


(standard model-grand unified theory)

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