Silence is the beginning of noise, apparently chaos and then salvation. Sometimes, that is.
I don’t think we have control over a water source, its tributaries or the destination where its lands up irrespective of geography or demography of a specific landscape. I think so, well, am quite certain. But millions including our governments don’t seem to get this on table. And, a conflict that rues over 100 plus years is a testimony to our stark failures in dealing with national issues. I simply think we are not courageous enough to deal with issues of impending realities and our inabilities to have a vision that is disintegrated in the hands of nepotism and conniving leaders.
Honestly, the crop of administrators and governments were not even born when the agreement between 2 states (can’t really condemn the term ‘state’ today) has perpetuated to a conflict of a massive burnout that’s lasted for more than a century. And, remember, our worst nightmares are yet to follow suit.
In a sub continent raven by diversities and anomalies, we are still fighting over political gains and trilingual modes of treason. We have states where governments cannot talk to each other over an issue that has plagued a landscape over 120 years and this gets escalated to PM’s table for a peace treaty and another long, vain, mutilated conversation that will lead to another 50 years of negotiation.
We want justice, we condemn our laws, we hate violence but love propagating it. We have problems, we love solutions but prefer to keep them away in barracks till mayhem strikes at your door for annihilation.
This isn’t a thorn in our flesh, we have beaten our flesh black blue to let the throne rule and bring the demons over to rule the roost.
Don’t sneak through the darkness to emit your brightness, the shine should make way for your decorated future. Don’t forget the crowd and faces, they will emerge amidst sunshine and sedate in dwindling fortunes. Life moves on, and goes zooming between relegated tearaways.
I am on the move with times, are you?
Yes, no propaganda, no hustles, no despairing efforts to tell people it’s a day we await every year, no inane posts on FB as if it was the last day on this restrained earth and am the only one celebrating a special day of its kind. Yes, we all love moments in life, and we cherish to treasure them in gift boxes. Gifts of immortal jars that get vanquished by blessings of the eternal.
By the way, happy birthday to my sweetheart and soul of my glorious life.
Crime beholds crime. @msksmiles
There is this animal in all of us that gains momentum in sensitive and reluctant moments. Sporadic and violent. Voracious and fierce. We all have break even points, some much earlier than we conspire and few that follows an aftermath. But we always seek a nemesis for redemption. A partner in crime. An orchid in a rose palette. A reason for our coral existence. The reason to survive through means unknown.
Our deficiencies often out power and defeat us in the battle of goodness and sanity. We kill ourselves to bring the insides out, and the soul becomes the most dreaded object of ulterior motives. Vulnerable and exuding massive energy of culpable destruction.
Raman Raghav 2.0.
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Yes, yes. A big yes. I want iPhone 7, but I don’t need it right now. Yes, you read that right. ‘Need’ is the courageous word.
Camera is a noticeable advancement in 7 and so is the shift to lightning enabled performance (not path breaking for sure). Airpods, yes. A truly irrestible offer for wireless lovers like me (though the need to stick to my Bose headphones makes more sense at this time of launching poke). Rest, usual suspects as Apple products are figuratively qualitative and performance isn’t only derived from extraordinary hardware. 256 GB wasn’t a surprise, thanks to the true rumours. iOS 10, no goosebumps here.
I said this long back, the ecosystem of Apple is changing. When Phil said – ‘Apple isn’t saying iPhone 7 will replace the DSLRs…’, my statement got nailed. Way back, Steve would have murdered the DSLRs.
Apple keynotes don’t excite me anymore as they did before but can’t take my eyes off when a new iPhone is taking birth. Hey, hold on. I still stick to what I said in the beginning, I don’t need one right away, my 6 smiles at me as I push this through to your vivacious eyes.
Phew! Writing about iPhones makes me, hmm, not tired but contagious.