Saturday, June 12, 2010


Oasis

I have nothing much to do today, no Internet and TV is already occupied with everyone watching the movie I have already seen. Finished reading a book on the conflict of Northern Ireland..And don't feel like going to another book so soon. As always I like to ponder over everything I read and let everything sink in before I switch over to something else. Although I have already kept ready the next book I am going to start and that is about the former republic of Yugoslavia. It’s good to have a job which is giving me this opportunity to read so much and know this world and the realities surrounding it. Living abroad helps, as it opens one's mind to the ideas, expressions and experiences that are hard to come by while at home. 

I have nothing in mind while I am posting this. I am not going to preach any ideas or give any words of wisdom as I have been previously doing. This is just a post in which I would like to reflect upon my experiences and thoughts. My caravan of thoughts needs to find an oasis to rest before starting the journey again.
I thought of writing about my experience in Africa and this beautiful country of Rwanda so far..But I won’t do that today as It would invariably become something political or social discussion which I want to avoid today. I have been reading a late off late, about anything that my mind find interesting enough to explore. So things I read about varied from the story of notorious lovers and criminals Bonny and Clyde who lived a life and died in a way I thought is only possible in movies, to genocide in former republic of Yugoslavia, story of Irish Republican Army and also the geopolitical and ethnic struggle in nearby Congo and of course the Rwandan story. Yes in-between I also got interested in India’s own struggle for freedom and revisited the black history of Partition of India from the point of view of the neutrals and not the way it is taught in the classrooms, where the viewpoints are mostly skewed in favour of the national interest and are thus mostly biased.

Now that is all heavy duty stuff about world politics. I get disturbed many I times. The realities of this world is so harsh and cruel that it’s hard to believe that it’s still a world worth to live in. It’s a confusing world, where a same deed could be celebrated and rewarded, in one part while been called a crime and liable for punishment in some other. Religious, ethnic, and racial conflicts have embroiled the world, when ironically the primary reason for existence of religion should be peace and tranquility. Long before the economic recession we have seen a moral recession, which has engulfed us in such an extent that we all have become used to it and no longer want to spend any efforts to bring a change. Still there is light, still there is love and still there is hope. With whatever little I have traveled in this world, I could make out one thing. that every human is inherently good natured. Love still exists and most people still could be persuaded with truth and genuineness of emotions. 

I believe in life and not legacy. It’s a small life, just a few years. It is to be lived and not to be wasted in mindless conflicts of ego. The clashes have always been there and would always be there. It’s the way it is. There will always be struggle for existence. I wished Darwin was not right, but he is in a way. Man is essentially an animal. For animals its a struggle for food, for man it has become a struggle for power and resources. But as an Individual, what am I supposed to be doing. I don’t know, but staying true with my feelings and thoughts could be the way to go. I will keep on searching for answers ...and inspirations. Like the world, I am also struggling to find my hero and the guiding force. But do I really need one.....I still wonder...


                            

Would be writing some light hearted stuff for some time, may be a story or two.
                               
 I like this Oasis ........would spend a little more time here...
                                                                                                                                   
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