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Mass Media and Singularity of Ideas

The most simple question is the most difficult question one may pose. To what extent one may travel is the most pertinent question. It is the ability of thought that to what extent it can unravel and question the questions. Questioning the questions is the quest to know the question itself. In knowing the nuances of the question, and through piercing the derivatives, which mystify the question on surface level, one may travel towards the anima, the dark matter of thought, commonly known as metaphysics. As long as human beings are quarrelling on and debating over "one track thinking" (Martin Heidegger), creating a dogma of common sense to avoid the existential questions, thinking will never be free from the dogmas of philosophizing unidirectional and singularity of concepts and categories, recycled from thousand of years by greatest thinkers who thought but never thought afresh from the very beginning of the history of ideas. Therefore, the most thought provoking food for thou...

The Mysterious Vibrance of Life

Every discourse ends in absurdity. Every statement either over-signifies or under-signifies.Every knowledge is raw and amateur. The living truth is ineffable. It cannot be conceptualised or comprehended in the imagery of signifier or signified. Yet, discursive pleasure is unparalleled for a devotee who doesn't have insight to the most sacred as well as the most profane truth. Under the surface of imagery, beneath the tide of the ocean, in the flowing river, beside the silence of trees, in the glorious height of mountains, in the sublime beauty of the Moon, and around the twinkling of starts, the reality is blossoming, appearing, disappearing, and reappearing. The playfulness of life is mysteriously weaving every thread, recycling every drop of water, and dramatizing the vibrance of microcosmic and macrocosmic experiences. Discourses are too ephemeral though the most desired option to express the ineffable experience of life.

Plurality and Unity in Life

After a long time, I have got an opportunity to listen deeply the voice echoing in my consciousness. In listening, I find the disappearance of conceptions built from the seeds thriving in my consciousness. Those seeds are there and evolving since millennia, yet their understanding is too raw to draw any definite conclusion. It is only in observing their formations one can witness the unity of everything amidst pluralities and diversities. I am amazed to see that people often talk about plurality of choices, plurality of perceptions and understandings, plurality of thoughts and values, but they stop looking deeply to the mental formations appear on the surface level of mind. They don’t pay heed to the similarity of experiences shared by all the creatures in the universe. They don’t see how our craving to survive and the fulfilment of appetites are one shared reality. Just like every flower appears to be unique but its formations reveal the sun, earth, water, and clouds, etc. in it, and ...

Perfected Imperfections

In quest of peace our mind wanders  But peace is nowhere in future N ever ever lived in past Past is utopia, a plaything of memory Future is an image, a caricature of imagination From thousands of years life is finding and losing itself  Manifesting and blossoming Take it as a form, it is always becoming Take it as the essence, it has remained eternal Desire to win is aspired by a loser Fear to lose is thought by a winner Those who find defeat in every victory and triumph in every loss is sovereign Perfection is a malady, a desire of logician  It lives in thought and dies in disappointment  Mountains are not spherical Clouds are not triangle Trees are not symmetrical Yet nature accomplishes the harmony in imperfections Teach without words Play without expectation Love without consideration Live without ambition Life is not thought It is lived. 

Why does Buddha in us require Awakening?

O ne day of solitude with less food and more contemplation has made me at ease to accept my vulnerabilities and to be humble about my achievements. When I was sitting silently and observing my emotions I found the fragility of mind and its quest for security. I was also aware of my mind's constant strive to fulfil some voidness inheres in me. That void comes from my understanding that I am imperfect, incomplete, raw, amateur, and that requires efforts to get a perfect state of my being. That perfect state, I observe since my awareness of consciousness, never arrived. I have tried many entertaining things to get a finished circle but a few dots move in a circumference to make the incomplete sphere and my efforts turn to be futile to run after a heavenly perfection contemplated in platonic literature.  I have found in the morning that fragility is a matter of celebration. Most of the tough minds who aspire for grand maturity turn out to be too vulnerable to be tolerated. Our history ...

Same Sex Marriage Verdict: Apolitical Politics of Court

Every judgment of the Constitutional court solves and unsolves certain fundamental questions. Court often takes two steps forward and one step backward (Shklar). Navtej Johar was rightly celebrated as a progressive judgment which recognised same sex relationships on the touchstone of constitutional morality. In a way, judgment progressively explored the colonial and post-colonial politics and reviewed Section 377, IPC from the perspective of constitutional morality emanating from the "objective purposive interpretation",  a concept devised by Justice Aharon Barack, a former judge of Israel Supreme Court. NALSA judgment already went ahead with the recommendations to broaden the scope of reservation policy in India to allow the constitutional protection of sexual minorities. The latest judgment has attracted widespread criticism from the intellectuals. Many of them have argued that the Court has not taken its responsibility in protecting the rights of sexual minorities. There i...

Lifeless Drive

Righting wrong or wronging right; Play of reason or fancy flights; Morning hope and gloomy night; Sketching dreams on darkened sight. Blooming hate and crazy drive; Cloak-like ways and organic strives; Empty heart but ambitious voice; Mechanised bonds and constricted choice. Parochial freedoms and faking joys;  Estranged souls but impoverished rise; Hardening will and innocence quite; Childish hopes and hopeless ride.