Friday, 25 January 2013

A tribute to those whom nobody remembers

I recently went on a school trip meant mainly for historical education.  And I have to say, history does become a lot less boring when you see the forts...the architecture...the planning...all that beauty.  Somehow, (at least, this is the way it is with me), it evokes that feeling of nationalism, which generally gets buried under all that practicality and selfishness.  And it also instills a certain amount of anger at people who write messages like "I love you blabla, please come back to me" on the forts' walls and such.  Sure, they have their own way of thinking, their own logic, etc, I get that.  Still, I just feel that just because you don't appreciate something much, it doesn't give you the right to vandalize it.  Anyway, as much as I appreciate the architecture, I must admit I feel rather differently about the rulers.  The number of people who were tortured, hanged...well, I wasn't there, so I can't judge...but, who knows how many of them were innocent?  I guess that being a normal citizen in a country where power defines good and evil, I do have an understanding of the misuse of power.  I can't express how much I'd appreciate it if every architect, every artist, every soldier whose blood and sweat went into establishing an empire was remembered.  So many soldiers died, so many prisoners (God knows how many of whom were innocent) were hanged, and yet hardly any of them are remembered.

As they rightly say, history is written by the winners.  So all those nameless, faceless prisoners, were probably working for a cause, perhaps even a good cause, which was just considered wrong because it wasn't the cause of the ruler.  If any of them were innocent, and their names went yet unnoticed, here's a silent tribute from someone who didn't know them, their cause, or their life, but regrets their wasted life all the same.

Sunday, 13 January 2013

Forget everything for a moment and just be happy!

Sometimes, I feel people really, really exaggerate their problems.  I mean, come on.  There are kids who have iPhones, iPods, PSP's, all the worldly gifts, and still keep on whimpering.  Seriously, come on dude.  There are people who can barely afford food, people who'll be executed if they say something against the people in power, and yet they find reasons to be happy.  Oh, and teenagers?  Don't even get me started on them! (And saying this is weird since I myself am a teenager, but I'm talking about the majority of teens, especially the attention seekers).  All that stuff about how they're "insecure", or "heartbroken", or how their life is ruined because they gained a pound of weight, I mean, come on, seriously, cut the crap.  You've got your entire life lying ahead of you!  And for God's sake, stop complaining so much.  Ten years down the line, what would you want people to remember you as?  The people always crying about their problems, or the people who could always find reasons to be happy?  There are times when I feel that the only reason people whine so much about their problems is that they're trying to attract attention.  And there are people who actually give them attention! (which is something I seriously don't understand, after all, its one thing to be a shoulder to cry on, and another to encourage people to be unhappy by giving them sympathy).  Only today, I heard of some perfectly young and healthy person dying and it made me think, "I always underestimated the statement- Life is too short to be anything but happy."  People get cancer and realize they have a month to live, so they start looking for reasons to be happy.  But if happiness is what we all seek, then why wait for cancer to come and tell you to be happy and enjoy your remaining life?!  Even if you can't use your life to "help everyone in need" or "change the world for the better", why waste it on sadness, tears and whining?  So just eat some fried chicken, drink a cup of coffee, and smile!!!  Because if there's one quotation with no contradiction, it is "Life is too short to be anything but happy!"

Monday, 7 January 2013

The Perfect Imperfection

The Perfect Imperfection

I wonder...when people talk about "perfection", or trying to make ourselves perfect, or when people blame "God" for making us a flawed race, what are they actually complaining about?  And why?  Isn't imperfection the whole reason we're alive and progressing?  If the early cavemen had everything figured out, what would they be but robots?  What would we be but robots?

I personally feel that if everything was perfect, our lives would be but monotonous replays.  If there were no problems, there would be no solutions.  If there were no solutions, would we have anything to "feel good" about?  People like Newton, Einstein, Da Vinci, wouldn't there intelligence go waste and unnoticed if mankind already had everything figured out?  Would we have anyone to look up to?  Anything to look forward to?  Any reason to get up in the morning the next day?

Problems are the whole reason we have jobs, rewards and solutions.  If everybody was completely honest, active and generous...if there was no evil, would we become evil without perhaps even realizing it, because we never knew what evil meant?  Because there is evil, there has to be good to contradict it.  If there is no evil, would anybody appreciate good?  If there is no failure, would anybody appreciate success?

Folks, we are the coolest species ever.  We can feel, think, do like no one else.  Our flaws make us perfect.  So, appreciate your flaws, because they have their own role to play in making your life beautiful!