Starting blogging again

Mumbai, 2014

Just a thought.

I had stopped writing for a while. Simply because I thought why would anyone be interested in reading about my life? I am no celebrity. I haven't climbed the Everest or fought for human rights. I am not even close to this. But at the end of the day, I am a person. And if someone, somewhere has done something heroic worthy of appreciation, doesn't mean that person ceases to be a person. As my favorite writer John Green puts it in his award winning book Paper Towns, (Don't ask me which award. Must have won something considering it was so fabulous.) "What a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than a person."
There are all sorts of people that exist in this world. And the way I look at it, people cannot be divided into segments or factions like they do in a lot of books and movies .People are given labels like nerdy, emotional, diva, snob, indifferent etc. Because in reality, a human being is much more complex. Each person comes with his own insecurities, beliefs and experiences. Thus a person cannot simply be nerdy, or simply be emotional. Because we are combination of more than one traits. We are like those distinct sounds which have unmatched sync with each other, but blend to give rise to a mellifluous euphony.
And even though my life is not as 'readable' as others, it doesn't change the fact that I am an individual. And my life experiences, my aspirations, my thought process cannot be replicated.Though my previous posts might have been slightly pretentious, I promise to be brutally honest about myself henceforth. Or at least, Ill try.

Pushing boundaries

In some not-so-rare instances, I tend to doubt my own sanity. I find myself making sure every 15 minutes if my brain functions fine. I doubt my rationality, I doubt the existence of my conscience. Call this one of my idiosyncrasies but honestly, I don't know what brought about this change due to which my mind is functioning on a different plane.

Can anything in the world be scarier than this epiphany? That you are losing an asset you were proud of,  that you are gradually transforming into someone you would have detested some time back? The fine line between right and wrong is blurring. I have no idea what this change will bring about, but for sometime abeyance should do good. I don't feel the need to do anything about it, for I am certain about one thing, "Change is the only thing that is constant." I want the change to be positive, that's all I ask for.

The truth is, that at core all of us our the same.
Our experiences have modeled us. But deep within we are insecure, scared of people and trying to fit in.
The mask of satiety is a facade.

I believe in God.
I believe in his existence, but I doubt his rationality.
I doubt the fact that he is omnipresent, the fact that he is impartial. 

The thing is, people get what they get, it has little to do with what they deserve.