1. Betterment is a bitter mint.
2. Dilli chalo ya mumbai, bus chalo befikar.
3. Accept defeat, but never concede it.
4. Better be whatever you are now rather than bowing to the unknown in hope of achieving your deepest ambition. For those who say bow down never know the meaning of ambition or courage. For ambitions are truly achieved only when done without ever bowing once.
5. There are phases in everyone’s life where the things they take for granted are put under threat. It means there is a change around the corner. To embrace it or fight it is left to each man himself.
6. Ud ud meri yaaro na mud mud yaaro, duniya dekhi saari par ab hai theri baari.
7. Take at least half measures to meet change when it is around the corner.
8. Hiding behind words like realistic, pragmatical etc is to climb high in this corrupt world is fine but at last one has to live with his conscience.
As a young and gracious person, it doesn’t matter what berth I book in a train, I always end up in the upper berth. For how can I refuse the old, I do give them space. I have to use the restroom often at night, but I don’t tell them that. There are some who don’t do even these little things.
As a man, I do all the legwork for girls who ask, driving in crazy unknown city lanes that I don’t normally do. I give them space to take rest and ease.
As an old person I’m sure I’ll be giving space to the headstrong young to find their place in this world.
By popular notion, when will a person have a space of his own? The answer is simple, when he has a need for his own.
So people say I got a wife and kid, I got a bad leg, I’m mentally disturbed and claim space. This need based world is what Ayn Rand fights to the core. But the flaw in an ability based system is what ability and by what standards, and why the chance to develop the ability was never given to a broad section of people.
So after this, what am I going to say new. Nothing. Life is like a race between the hare and the tortoise, but forget the moral about who will win the race, for what if they ran in different directions. We gotta race, for what else are we here. But never judge others harshly and utter callous words, thinking it is for their good.
What direction I am running is in the About section, but it is those running in the opposite direction that I respect and admire, for it is they who set my pace.
My brother used to say he can’t hit anyone, because he’ll feel their pain, and that was how we were brought up. This didn’t prevent him from hitting me, though occasionally.
I hail from Tuticorin, which is to Tamilnadu as Corleone is to Sicily. As a child, I’ve hit a kid to save a friend in a playground dispute. The kid was from a notorious area and he surrounded me with his friends and with weapons; but intervention from those around made nothing happen. As a kid, I didn’t know fear and in college I’ve been hit by several, when I was standing by my friends. Today I really feel sorry for the kid I hit and those from a violent or impoverished background. That phase is over I thought.
Both my parents as college teachers and unionists have been imprisoned many times, a reason today’s teachers are well paid; but most are unaware of the struggles that led to this high pay for them. The strength of such unionists and many others who stand up to the tyranny of the ruling class, where ever in the world they may be; such strength is called Moral Courage.
For someone like me, who isn’t quite moral or of impeccable integrity, may be moral courage might not apply. But I wrote in a post on stress management that, if I ever come across an unruly political mob, I’ll give them more than just a dose of ethics.
For I am single and I am young (though not a ‘dhanda choru King’anymore, tamil song lyric) and also I hail from Tuticorin.