ahem...

My friends used to call me smelly when they saw my affinity for grossest stuff/conversations. When i saw this i realized i am a prude.

anger

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i have a headache

passing thoughts

the day womenfolks are disassociated from the idea of being the honor of the family/society, they would be freed. In the sense, a women should not be looked at like objects who can either be revered or bring disgrace to a family.

Someone said the idea of family could have also come from the thought of "ownership" of property which in turn lead to the idea of passing on the property. Who could it be passed on to? Intuitive answer to it is - posterity..their "own" children. So, men had to ensure woman remained chaste. A woman's sexual activity should be brought under the microscope. Oh dear! it doesn't stop here.

Perhaps, to ensure this further, ideas like "virginity", "chastity", (ill)legitimate, "weaker sex", "woman-pride of the family", "honor killing", "dont-talk-about-sex" and likes were glorified.

This could have been a justified road to suffocating a woman's freedom by creating (supposedly) a respectable position for them or protecting them in a society.

It is so demeaning! I do feel there is a thin line between stupidity and tolerance.

(to be continued...)

life of a programmer

got to order groceries. need to get some furnishing stuff. got to cook. haven't taken bath. why?

demo tomorrow and i have no idea why my program doesn't work.

solution?

stop thinking and hit the road for a long drive. eat. leave the rest to a delayed breakthrough

a helpless man

shades of black fade in perfect white. the white he is told to become. further add to it drops of tears. unfortunately, he likes it gray or may be, he is bound to be. he spends years figuring who he is. yet left with same.. gray answers.

a helpless man. man is not bound..he binds himself and one day, he breaks away. he has to.

you can make a man hear your voice for a while. he will do what he is told to and he would also hurt people around him. noise subsides one day. he hears his own in the quietness of his inner solitude.

we live in an extremely suffocating ecosystem but when we learn to be honest to ourselves, nothing can suffocate us. when we learn that we make a system to live a good life, we also learn to define, dissolve, redefine rules to the benefit of all. why are people expected to live like dumb human beings regretting, feeling helpless while hurting others and why do people succumb? is it so hard to see. perhaps, they forget they would all die one day.

may be

He held my hand, may be,

when i missed my step

He took me in his arms, may be,

when i wept

He comforted me,may be

when i worked myself up

He scolded me, may be

when i goofed up

He made me maggi, may be

when he had to cook

He cracked jokes, may be

he could write a book

He kept looking out of the window

trying to breathe, may be

decades passed, he stood there, gazing

trying to think, may be

Watch yourself inside,

world can give you clues, may be

to be a man, shed your pride

you'll get to where you want, may be

untitled

Sometimes i feel no one should, in principle, be critical of anyone. It is just a futile verbal exercise that may keep your mind engaged and disoriented. Every person houses a hypocrite and a diplomat within. Its so damn difficult to be just yourself in a world where you have to constantly prove yourself, where you want to fit in to be revered. Its not easy to be brutally honest nor can many stand such individuals.