The Spring of My Life..

All I am is a Life,
and how Beautiful it can get..

All I feel are the Emotions,
and how hard they were to forget..

All I hear are the Voices,
and how in my head they come and collect..

All I have is a Faith,
and how it goes round for us to connect..

All I resist is your Absence,
and how it makes me cry and regret..

All I live is a Song,
and how dull it was before we met..

All I call are my Senses,
and how they are all your pet..

All I desire is a Company,
and how the puzzle of my life it will set..

All I forbid are my Eyes,
and how they see you or the world sees them wet..

All I wish is a Heart,
and how candidly with your's it does connect..

All I care is the Bond,
and how elegantly our souls it did collect..

All I dare is a Relationship,
and how understanding it can get..

All I say is a Praise,
and how trivially it seems to reflect..

Art and Imagination

To imagine, create and to touch the old world a new is what makes the magical journey of the artists. Artists neither belong  to any special community nor are they a unique set of people. To be an artist is the essence of a human being. It is in every one of us to breathe life with the expanse of imagination, embrace it in our thoughts. We are all artists.

While all of us imagine, why is that the imagination of everyone does not lead to creativity? Because if the imagination has to be creative, it has to be accompanied by 'deep understanding'. This is essential for the spark of imagination to be more  than fantasy. Essentially, the creative individual needs depth of perception. This depth is multilayered, with the past and present serving as a continuum as well as a stimulus to further evolution. Even the most radical and path-breaking ideas come from the same deep understanding within which acceptance and rejection play a part. It is not the studied learning but a process of seriously comprehending the elements, their existence and various perceptions of them. This is the understanding which is result of observation and introspection.

Every individual imagines numerous possibilities around living one's life in the normal course. But life is not just about living; it is also about the possibility of creating worlds that do not exist, sounds that have never been heard before or sights that seem improbable. These are real in the mind. In this imagination lies the courage to fight for today, to work and find happiness of the day. Every possibility drives humans to push the boundaries of living . If not for this, there would be no tomorrow to look forward to and no reason for action in our daily existence.

Yet imagination arises from the present through human interaction with the world around. The possibilities generated by imagination are not pulled out of thin air, but born out of what exists, which in turn is the result of the past, when we link the past and present, we see a continuum and within this change exists. In the spark of imagination is born this constant environment of change while imagination is an activity that remains in the world of the mind, creativity is the result of it leading to a tangible creation in the temporal world. Therefore, great imagination need not result in creativity but it is the source of creativity. The spark for imagination is experience and the spirit of creativity is imagination. The art of creation is closely linked to the instinct of imagination. When humans 'imagine', they are experiencing their creations in the mind. These do not translate into creativity unless moved from the mind to the real world. Creativity involves the actual act of creation. This  in a way is the translation of 'that what is imagined' into reality of the present. Great artists are able to make this move.

What really matters?

On a long enough timeline, survival rate for everyone drops to zero. Over a period of time, the sole timeline of universe is bound to reach infinity. The expanse of the humanity is huge, but it is infinitesimal when compared to the vast expanse of time. We exist in time and we exist in space, scientists call it the space-time. We are exploring time and we are exploring space. Dimension-wise, both time and space reach infinity. But time can be said to be the superior dimension because it does not easily reveal itself. We can go back in space, but not in time. Time bends itself so that no large scale object reaches the velocity of light. Why does it do that?

Determinism asserts that every moment has a mind of its own. Seen from an individual's perspective, the time's mind is destiny while for the time's mind, the individual is just a physical reality which have to conform to the universal order of things. but the individual lives in the cage of his limited understanding which he fondly calls "free will". Everything seems anthropocentric in general understanding. But, what if it isn't?

Science believes that life, effort and understanding of human beings is about the universe becoming conscious of itself. We seem to be at the adolescence of universal order of things. The quest is to be able to complete the life-cycle of the universe, of which we have reached the adolescence. Can humanity survive long enough to witness the end of time? I don't mean to use the phrase end-of-time in an apolocyptic sense, rather the physical end or infinite edge of the dimension called time. I suppose that the end of time would be juxtaposed with the beginning of time as nature really loves to recycle. can we survive long enough to witness that transformation? It's hard to even ponder over its possibility, let alone imagining it.

Humans have been a strong rising force on Earth. An influential agent of change whose agency is continually evolving and whose capabilities are ever increasing. Human progress in the modern age has been the most astounding miracle of the universal history. Time strengthens our capabilities, our reach and our enquiry. If it took us 10,000 years to evolve from brutal animals to landing on the moon, who knows what we are capable of achieving in the next 90,000 years. The only pertinent question here is that of survival. If survival is ensured, progress is inevitable. But is survival of the human race given the importance that it deserves? Our survival as individuals is a responsibility of our families and ourselves. But who takes the responsibility of survival of the entire human race? Some might say its God, but essentially it's our planet Earth. But, do we realise that our planet Earth comes with an expiry date. A medium sized planet like Earth has an average age of 10 billion years out of which 4.6 billion has already passed. That leaves us with a potential to survive for about the next 5.4 billion years. Do we, human beings,  have any intention of surviving as a species for that long? Because if we have an intention, we can.

But the problems of the present times leave us in doubt about even near future. the farthest our vision might go is 3000 AD or maybe 10,000 AD. That gives us a lifespan of about 110,000 years on this planet.  Compare it with the potentiality of surviving for 5 billion years, and it will seem clear that  our leaders are not as far sighted as they can be. Imagine the quantum of evolution that can happen over a period of even 1 million years, if human beings were to ensure survival over such a time period. But considering the conflicts that engage the people today, it seems to me that we are fighting over pennies,  standing over a mountain of gold.

Will our posterity survive the conflicts they will inherit from us? Because if they don't , then nothing really matters.

Science and Conscience

Humans have a sacred duty - a duty to perform the tasks entrusted to us on the basis of our intrinsic capacity. If you can weave, then be a weaver; if you can fight, then be a soldier; if you can think, be a scholar. The duty to play our roles and help the Human collective (be it family, community, nation or humanity) move further along the path of self actualisation is a sacred and moral duty. We as human beings have taken upon ourselves the obligation to understand the universe through a rational scientific enquiry. But this quest did not start in the modern world or with the invention of scientific method of enquiry. It had its roots in all classical systems of philosophy and ancient ways of scholarship. The methods of science are not very different from the methods of conscience, as both entail theoritization, experimentation, vindication and verification. How does a new philosophy or a new way of being gather large scale acceptability? For instance, take modernity. The modern ways of life were first theorized, then experimented with in a few nations, then vindication came in the form of enhanced prosperity and finally they are being verified by various countries of the Global South to be effective. The theory of liberalism has now evolved into the economic laws of neo-liberalism that prescribe the surest path to national prosperity today. But countries are still free to experiment further to improve upon the prevalent ideologies to evolve better ones. Thought experiments are as effective as scientific experiments in the discovery of truth. But the basic premises in both the systems is different.

Science considers that our external universe shapes our intrinsic character. In this respect we are sentient beings. We seek to know ourselves better by looking on the outside as what is inside is the same matter that is present in the stars, comets and the Earth. Conscience considers that our intrinsic character shapes our external world. In this respect, we are divine beings. We seek to know the universe better by looking on the inside, knowing that the same laws and phenomena that shape our choices and character govern the cosmos.

To me, both approaches seem complimentary to each other. We need the wisdom of both Albert Einstein and Mahatama Gandhi to make the most of the Human experience. We need to articulate a language of synthesis to make the ideas of science and philosophy coherent with each other. Truth is objective but not absolute because it has a transient quality, it changes with time and maybe even space. How can we accurately perceive the truth if we can't even correctly perceive ourselves? Are we a part of this creation or the very creators of this reality. Intellectual integrity and consistency in the methods adopted becomes all the more important in such a situation. What is also important is a mutual appreciation among the various ways of enquiry. Contemplation is a powerful tool for transformation of insight into a potent means to integrate knowledge. All great ideas have been born out of a rare combination of science and conscience. All the great inventors have been persons of very high moral fibre and clean conscience and all inspiring leaders have appreciated the scientific model of intellectual exploration. In creating a inclusive knowledge base, both science and conscience should cooperate with each other rather than competing.

PS : I personally feel that while pointing out the virtues of competition in the process of evolution of species, Darwin might have slightly understated the importance of cooperation among the members of the same species and their collective aspiration to reach immortality through perpetual procreation.

Introspection

I am lonely. As lonely as a human being can get. Its ‘no interaction with the outside world for a week’ lonely. I live in my own world. This world is interesting but it doesn’t have much interaction. It’s cold.

Perhaps this cold is not too much unwarranted. I have experienced warmth but certainly it wasn’t too comforting either. I feel like I am swaying in the limbo trying to make sense of it all. I guess why nothing ever makes sense is because nothing is ever stationary - both literally and metaphorically. Just as you think you have figured it all out, the game changes, the rules change and the opponent changes. It’s always a clean slate, and no matter what you write on it, the slate doesn’t change itself. Is it all that there is to life, a stateless Slate?

As I sit here and contemplate, the world is running madly in circles, for it never stops, it can never stop. If I were to look at it from its past, the contemporary world is amazing. We are living the progress, the last generation imagined. The people are jubilant, they have got what they promised to themselves over the centuries. The world is finally free, even if to be enslaved again. But, if I were to look at it all from the future, all kinds of bondages would be removed; all the bondages of oppression, true ; but the bonds of humanity too.

So I surmise I may be living in the future. What was alive that is dead now? I reveled so much in my individual that I forgot my origins, my community, my environment. My ego killed my treasured compassion that inspired me to aspire for the unachievable. I try to fix myself with the promised elixir of love. But I can’t. I am not the same person in silence. In silence, I am a beast with a burden, the burden to present what I resent. I am the dark of night glowing through my silence for what is complete in itself is just the void.

a trade of religions in politics

Politics when organized through premeditated ‘vote banks’ leads to Political leaders and sometimes even Political Parties promise narrow communitarian gains if voted to power.  Modern societies having a cosmopolitan character due to differences in race, religion and mother-tongue are sometimes polarized by portraying social differences as economic or political hegemonies of the perceived outsider community. Such type of community mobilization requires a community oriented rhetoric, which is based on Religion (sometimes also Caste) in India. In West, similar inflammatory propaganda is provided for mass consumption on the basis of race, ethnicity and only recently nationality.

Communalism is a specific type of Communitarianism in which the term community is used in a very vague and wide sense of the word. For instance, a Hindu boy living in Bihar will have more in common with a Muslim boy living in Bihar rather than a Hindu Boy from Kerala or Manipur. ‘Make enemies out of your neighbors in order to have friends in distant places’ isn’t a sound strategy [as can be seen from Indo Pak relations and both claiming support for their country by the US]. Religion can be said to constitute a community but not a cogent comprehensive one. Saying that Hindus of the world are a community is equivalent to saying Humanity as a whole is a community. Hence Hindus and Muslims together have a better chance at building communities than Hindus alone or Muslims alone.

Communalism in India thrives due to the political dividends it offers. Ever since the 19^th century, British have kept the Indian Society dissected on the lines of religion in tune with their policy of divide and rule. It was done to weaken the possibilities of a Unified National Uprising, and to a large extent they succeeded in dividing the Nationalist thought and Nationalism on communal lines. The fallout of which is still exploited by proponents of radical – extremist ideologies to stoke communal passions and gain votes out of it. The context and intent of communalism have evolved through time but its impacts on the society still remain the same. The wounds of partition are scratched time and again to convey a highly contentious idea that India’s failings as a Nation can be attributed to a religious bias or appeasement of a particular religious community. The traction gained by the ideologies of Hindutva and Islamic Extremism in recent times has further compounded the problem. These ideologies stoke the fires that take decades of peace and reconstruction to douse out. In India we see a host of communal tinderboxes of cities like Aligarh, Ayodhya, Ahmedabad, Moradabad, etc where communal tensions are pperpetually kept simmering to suit political interests and inter community dialogue is almost always marked with hostility.

The spirit of secularism embodied in the Constitution is sometimes compromised as State finds itself on the wrong side of the conflict. The individual attitudes affect institutional imperatives, emboldened by politicization of the police and bureaucracy. It is pertinent to note that Indian idea of secularism emerged as a reaction to communal tensions going on in the country during the partition. Still the sporadic failings of this constitutional ideal remind us that it is upto the people of this country to make Constitutional ideals a reality on the ground, for when left for state to implement, these ideals become politicized hollow securities of progress.

The need of the hour is to ensure inter-community dialogue of peace, harmony and constructive progressivism in tune with the history of our civilization. This would require reducing the credibility of religious leaders with political overtones and political leaders with religious undertones through mass awareness campaigns and positive propaganda. A vibrant multifaceted program for National Integration through collecting and disseminating spiritual, cultural and scientific traditional knowledge from various states of India can do wonders by not only highlighting the diversity of this country, but bringing it into our living spaces. 

Thrill Will Kill

These dark woods are enchanting mother,
so are the shallow seas and the green cover;
Infact your marvels are just too many to discover,
Every Child born on your body is your lover.

But since all the best things come in a pair,
What's the point of daunty hope without gloomy despair?
A spoilt child has done what even Gods wouldn't dare,
Drinking her mother's blood, she is certainly beyond repair. 

Go Green

Together We praise the joy of living;
Generosity of nature, God's believing.
May this raging earth forgive us for being mean;
In this hour of need, we promise to go green.

Together we stand for you all waiting in oblivion;
Thanking God for making us his best creation.
Shameful are we for disturbing his great equation;
We blame no one but ourselves for this drastic situation.

Dear Mother, We will always be known by your name,
You nurtured us and we returned the favour in shame.
We exploited you over and over for a progress so lame,
Knowingly neglected our mother as angrier she bacame.

But now, For your rescue we promise to take a stand;
We shall make the sea cleaner, greener the land.
Promise to suture your wounds, always at your command;
With our Joint effort, we shall cool down this burning sand.

Hope - Rebellion : Sanity - Unity

It seems to me that one can only cling to hope in times of uncertainty. Hope is the light we seek in the darkness of our follies, our own weaknesses. Deep down inside, everyone wants to be strong, independent and free. "WE want to be absolutely free."

What this seemingly dangerous statement carries is an immense amount of hope. Because we want to live from our lives from our true character, one that is reminiscent of the power of light in the darkness. We crave for this freedom as the very basic of our instinct. Although it might not always be projected on to the world as such. It often comes out in a rebellious sense that threatens to take a shape of battle of opposing egos that just seeks to be vindicated at both individual and societal levels. The voice of rebellion is the voice of our true sanity, but its hardly conceived to be so by the society. And as opposites collide, not to collude but to elude one of reality, the bigger picture becomes obliterated. Moderation is the key, as we have been reminded time and again by the more eminent voices in the society- the voices of Peace and Co- Existence.

If you want to test it - try thinking of one person, thing or phenomenon that is absolutely bad. Now try to defend its evil quality knowing that it is bound to change as all things must, and truth shall come to you. "Absolute" is a myth. We live in a world so interconnected that all the properties of all the persons, thing sand phenomenon are relative. And that we create distinctions only to facilitate understanding. These distinctions after facilitating primary level recognition become a hindrance in ascertaining the true nature of the subject. Being free from distinctions or 'pre-assigned characters' obviously is the universal tenet of freedom. Does everything in nature seeks freedom?

No, it seems to be that they seek a connection. One can discover herself by being free but that discovery too shall lead to a vital realization that 'United We Stand, Divided We Fall'. This discovery is quite a humbling experience, one after which freedom becomes meaningless and hope transcends to reach out to people to vouch for greater Sanity, which shall be collective in nature, rather than our true individual sanity. I observe that most of the happy people of this world are not truly free, but connected. They sacrifice freedom for a more essential quality - Unity. One who hopes for unity os rightly the learned and those who want for us to change as a collectivity are indeed wise.

Music Mystery

Music is the silence between two consecutive beats.. rest is just sound.. why? As soon as the song starts.. we wait for its end.. like the end is about to unveil some secret.. but the end of every song is silence.. but strangely every time the song is heard.. each silence is different from the other.. like what is conspired in a song is conveyed to a part of our brain which cannot explain to us what it understands..

Love Everyone!

everyone is invincible in their bravest moments.

everyone is indestructible in their humblest moments.

everyone is accurate in their truest moments.

everyone is happy in their thankful moments.

everyone is genius in their creative moments.

everyone is trustworthy in their moments of satisfaction.

so,  just love everyone.. and if time did not had the power to change everyone.. everyone will stay wise, humble and strong.

A World I Never Made

The world goes round in circles, imitating the heavenly dance;
While the mortals are fazed and blinded by their Ego's trance;
From the sky the cosmos are ever stealing a glance;
Just smiling at our futile efforts and our stupid plans.

Incomplete is the work of Universal Art, longing to be filled;
Not every colour fits the frame seldom too dull or too thrilled;
Time controls perfection otherwise all melodies are shrilled;
And the beast of fortune is caged, just waiting to be killed.

Time grows out of space and space out of time;
I used to wander both, but now bounded by my crime;
Those who stray not lost, but are the souls sublime;
Trying to know the secret of the Universe and its secret chime.

And so like the accidental ray of light falling in the dark shade;
Going illuminating the apparent corners of the enormous facade;
Like a fierce arrow aiming at a precise goal it never laid;
Blame me not, for I was born into a world I never made.

A Poet's Dilemma

to say or not to poke,
to promise or to provoke;
to cry or to dismiss,
to trash or to publish?

to address or to redress,
to submit or to suppress;
to enumerate or to elaborate,
to deliver it or for time it can wait?

to optimize or to minimize,
too long or its just the perfect size;
i see infinity within my empty slate,
should i sing it or simply just state?

Your Glory!

Do you have Hope at the start of this new day,
or still caught up in the cunning yesterday?
Stand up and fight for yourself, be whatever may,
till the Sun seems far to you and Sky so grey..

You've Never been burnt by the sun's immaculate glow,
but it hurts the still waters and makes them flow..
Same is the irony of life and it surpasses faith,
to quench your thirst, something needs to be slayed..

You wake up in reality, a world unlike your dreams,
the music of life is absent, almost replaced by screams..
here men play the games as children become men,
the strings of your fate controlled by the unholy heathen..

But your treasure is your hope, your faith your wealth,
protect your vanity and help this sick world regain its health..
The dream of reality is your life as you want it to be,
Defend it to death, and the sun will tell the stars - Stories of your Glory..

Burn Like The Sun

World was ours, we were one,
just to suit us, rains shall come..
to caress your touch, the only reason,
Love was the flavor ever to return..


but the lake of love was covered by the sands of time,
over buried sentiments, a land of lies was made,
when the trust was broken, love was gone,
everything we did was everything we forbade..


Without you, the peace of life was gone,
the taste of your lips was replaced by rum..
as i hold on to a heavy heart, embraced by some,
If love is a war, not every war is won..


so i see it burn like the sun,
we've fought and now we run..
you won't see me on your return,
hopes shall perish and dreams will burn,
As yesterday is gone and tomorrow will never come..

Mother

ever did you think about the children of nation?
what dreams they sow and what can we return.
imaginations sailing wild, but will they find a port,
if not can we deliver, we are beings of what sort?

Jest and play will soon be gone,
animals of war, will they become?
For times like this shall never come,
ask what are you doing and what shall be done?

our eyes were open when this dream turned a nightmare,
if existence is at stake, shall we really not care?
life was awarded to us, and life shall we return,
if she is a Mother, at least by our deeds she shall not burn!


So, just for the greater love, our eyes shall be open,
as united we shall strive for what the Mother shall be hoping..

Free City

Wise man is all free, fools are in debt,
with the clock, worthless repetitions they enact.
growing over something undesired is their pact,
and everything they do are love defying acts.

For them, time is money they need to spend,
life is fate gone awry, curable by money's wand.
but they also think of the freedom not at their hands,
and all they hope is to that their children will make amends.

Ruthless are the stigmas of this plagued human society,
for it praises the dare of the criminal, glorify him as mighty.
and the bodies of our soldiers, unattended can decay frosty.
while all the vices ever invented can be learned in any university.

prayers are answered in efforts, not life in adversity,
let nothing be pure and holy than the human unity.
helped will be God by us, for already he is in pity,
let all roads converge to make earth a free city.

Perfect Life

a ship sailing in distant waters
not to be seen by eyes of light
i see it drowning in the echoes of dark laughter
every moment pretending vanity doesn't exists..

if the stars were less gloomy or the lights din't fade,
we'll all have faith in sun, still treacherous stars we'll try to persuade.

Earth lies as a mother about to lose her son
tells us everything wrong about us can be undone.

for stupidity is harmless and yet fatal,
go on son, find peace in death or your perfect life.

empty words are cruel and so is the solace in them,
what are we? nothing significant if we don't pretend.

asked everyone for my approval, forgot my own voice
burning everything down for pleasure, comfort and rejoice.

breathing is not living, or it would be fulfilling,
all we see is a distant happy world,
and everyone have one of that in his head, to call his own..

What consumes your mind, Controls your mind!

Human brain process information like a supercomputer, but all the activity that goes on within is not understood by a man, unless he is a Neuroscientist.

but for a layman like me who likes to simplify things to the extent that they become distorted, i would say
Left brain processes our Ideas, Intuitions and Inferences.
While Right Brain mainly handles our Feelings and Emotions for us, which inturn stimulate outputs from left Brain.

So people who follow their heart are just people with dominating right brain. (as i see myself in the mirror)
and i would also like to assume that a person's ability to think increases exponentially with his ability to feel. Because a child is never born with thinking capacities, initially he just developes feelings for his experiences and then as the experiences increase in intensity so does his his ability to feel and thus his ability to think.

Outputs of the Brain that emerges to us as our inferences, ideas or intuition are the genuine art of an individual brain which usually (excluding Plagiarists) is a processed result of intensive input we put in the form of Inspiration, Imagination, Creativity. processing in the brain works on logic and predeveloped ideas, inferences and intuitions. one more interesting feature of ideas is that once they are developed inside the brain , they remain there only in one form or another (opinions), so the brain is never parted from 'brainchildren'.

so, inspiration, dedication or imagination can be figuretively called fuel to the brain - the Production unit for Ideas. but does brain produces its own fuel?

I would rather believe that inspiration, dedication or imagination are nothing but 'Myriads of Emotions' or 'Clusters of Feelings'. I believe so because everyday i see Men being driven by Emotions and Feelings (while some men may even seem not driven at all, its again because of Emotions or Feelings).

Majority of primary processes going on in our head are just feelings , Good Ones, Awesome Ones, Exhilerating Ones, Burning ones, Sad ones, Sour Ones, etc.
They are so prominent because we are living these emotions by expressing them. These expressions in turn are used by those around us to characterize us as an individual.
But in the Systematic Universe, stuff is always going around in cycles, so are our experiences, feelings, ideas, and expressions. Our Expressions usually come back to us as experiences when the social universe reflects your words or actions to you. vaguely similar to the way in which feelings promulgate ideas, Expressions promulgate Experiences in the Social Universe. Outputs (Expressions) become Inputs (Experiences) in this cycle of Intellectual Enrichment or Knowledge Refinement going constantly in about 7 billion Personalities almost all the time. while half of this cycle goes on in Brain, half of it lies in the Social Universe.

Modern Lifestyles may have dubbed 'Experience' as a tiresome word. But indeed it is the most effortless and one of the most beautiful Verb in the dictionary. Life is just a 'collage of experiences' in your memory, always.
But some Experiences are radical, they change the way you think, and these radical experiences can be of 2 types - 'Experiences of Virtue' and 'Experiences of Vice'.

'Experiences of Vice' are the Experiences prohibited by Moral Police, and extorted by Civil Police all over the world. The problem with these experiences is they tend to dominate over a person's preferences or choices by creating a vaccum in processing of brain, thereby disturbing the usual process of experiencing which disrupts the entire process of Intellectual Enrichment. The vaccum created needs to be filled by Reinforcing, Reinflicting and Re-enacting the 'Experiences of Vice' which will further damage the cycle of learning for the concerned. further more the cycle of learning (multidimensional) converts to the cycle of obsession (unidimensional).

Now most of us have experienced the cycle of obsession as we frequently browse through feelings like Security, Defiance and Pride. These feelings dont stimulate the left brain in any way. They are the smallest among the 'experiences of vice'. These experiences when enter the cycle of 'intellectual enrichment' tend to create 'ideas of vice', thereafter 'expressions of vice' which further result in more 'experiences of vice' gifted by the social universe. and in this way, the brain is consumed, unable to funtion on its own, processing only 'the vice' by its logic and pre-existing opinions generated just after being introduced to the vice. The vice grows stronger after undergoing every progressing cycle of intellectual degradation in this case.

Let us Think about control with reference to our brains. our right brain virtually is invisible, we dont even know if its there, because we still think that its the heart giving us these crazy ideas. Something as abstract as the right brain cannot be controlled. but by choosing your experiences wisely, wisdom of intellectual character can be envisaged. Logic too is hard to change, and  difficult to control. but we can easily control the outputs of right brain entering as inputs into the left brain. we always tend to process the emotions that we dwelve in. As one cannot be sad and think of exceeding ideas. We think only what we feel like and we feel likewise how we are treated and we are treated as we treat others. so how we treat others determine how we think. so, in a way the social universe controls atleast 50% of the brain, rest 50% of control stays with the individual, provided the control on self is coded in morality otherwise dominating or radical ideas  (brainchildren) resulting from radical experiences, develop into strong opinions requiring intellectual defence. Creating this Intellectual Defence requires extensive thought and flow of ideas from left brain to right brain opposite to the Natural scheme of functioning of brain. this way ideas control the way you feel, contrary to basic order of functioning - feelings promoting the ideas.

hence Ideas have 3 Stages of development

- initially, ideas tend to commit us.
- then they tend to consume us.
- finally they tend to control us

Ideas therefore should be worn like clothes, suiting our feelings. Afterall feelings are what humans can hold on to throughout their lives.
Fundamentalists are different from humans in this regard. they hang on to their ideas and use feelings as the suiting for their ideas.


Knowing about goodness is more important than being or trying to be good because our intent tends to get carried away, and yet we couldn't afford to lose balance. Quality of life increases only when your brain is Experiencing rather than Being Consumed.

- Inspired by what my Mother taught me, the crux of the philosophy of being Human!