Who You Are

You may never know who you really are until the last moments you’re alive. Scary? Or relieving? Well, that depends on how you see your life. If you’re scared that you may never know who you are, that mostly means you have a heart of an angel. If you’re relieved that you may never know who you really are, then it’s clear that you may not have done things the way you wanted in life.

Never be relieved about the fact that you may never learn the truth. It’s a curse that ignorance casts on you to receive short lived bliss. Don’t fall for it, never run away from who you really are. Don’t ignore your qualities, good or bad. Nourish the qualities which radiate goodness and malnourish your bad ones. Ah, the task now is, to identify what is good and bad. Unfortunately, you have to make this judgement call yourself. Be willing to bet that you can identify what is good and bad, for this, will truly tell you who you really are.

The Horror of Destiny

“One often meets destiny on the road he chose to avoid it.” This statement not only reflects truth, but harsh reality. The turtle from king fu panda really was genuinely wise after all.

‘Destiny’ is another blunt concept of life which holds no true meaning. If you were born in a family who owns a bookstore, you conveniently say, ‘it’s my destiny, or fate.’ When one says ‘I will change my destiny,’ I can’t help but laugh. You can’t change your destiny, you can only choose to pursue it. You can only choose IT. Destiny was never fixed, never told to you. It’s just a concept you think is imposed on you before you were born.

Of course, you can choose your path, your passion, but that doesn’t mean you’ve changed anything. It means you’re creating something. Understand that destiny is to be created, made, not changed.

Obviously, a peach seed will give rise only to a peach tree, and all humans will eventually die, so that’s my destiny. To die. Even if you do make that argument, YOU can select the WAY you die my friend. Always remember, almost everything in life is in your hands. Don’t cry over what’s not in your control, rather, embrace what you have.

It All Starts With a Question

One can make an argument and say, life itself is a question. What’s its purpose? The thing is, you make your purpose. You aren’t sent here with a pre existing goal, you make one. How do you make your purpose? Well, with a question.

As children we all asked weird questions and cringed upon them later, but those moments are what define us today. When children see something fascinating, it’s a given that they ask their parents what it is. The answer they give, is what turns children’s fate.

Mommy, what is that? Oh dear it’s a dreadful cat. Mommy what is that? It’s a beautiful cat dear. These influences are what makes us who we are. The questions you ask, the answers you get, all decide your fate.

Now, as an adult, you have the chance to curb your own fate with your own answers to your questions. Never stop being curious, for when you do, that will truly mean you are dead. Always spark your brain with knowledge. All you have to do, is ask a question.

My Perfectly Twisted World

Is the world is a good place? Is it a bad place? Neutral? The world we live in, is pathological. It does not have it’s own personality, but it’s pathological. The world works on principles created by humans, not an angel. If the engine of the world is pathological, the world itself is bound to be the same.

We consume ourselves through ego, we run behind money, fame, name. All just for temporary ecstacy. Without different gear sizes, a clock won’t work. In the same way, without bad people, good people, or neutral people, the world cant work. Aimless dreams such as ‘I’ll make everyone kind’ is not possible. Influencing a group is different from influencing the world. Bad people will be replaced, and so will good people.

How is this world perfectly twisted? No one will call themselves a bad person, and good people will never say they’re good. At the end of the day, neutral answers are given to us, just to maintain equilibrium. If it’s not maintained, fear of getting killed, or betrayed arises.

My twisted world is perfect, perfect for survival, for it is the one that created that concept. You must survive in this world, but also, try to live too. Live with all your heart. Try to treat the world’s pathology, or at least try not to add to it.

Indifferent Salvation

Many species of animals thrive on earth. Dominance separates one another but balance is maintained as much as possible. Suffering is a constant for every life form, but is it the same?

The problems of a rich man may be heaven for that of the destitute. Problems for fish is heaven for a camel. Lots of these comparisons show us that life is not indifferent. It is purely biased.

When someone says they believe in indifferent salvation they are probably lying, or try and maintain a good reputation. Would anyone want to save someone who would go on to kill other people? That’s what it means to have indifferent salvation. What is right and what is wrong, cannot be decided so easily.

Salvation and forgiveness must not be indifferent, but not completely biased either. There is always a chance that someone may change due to the kindness they receive. You should always be willing to place bets on people. Sometimes large bets, in cases where you’re sure the person will change, and small bets when you’re not sure.

Be kind, but don’t be a god, for that is not your responsibility. Your responsibility is to be human.

Your Inner Critic

One who showers himself with compliments, pity, or excuses, will never be extraordinary but will be a jubilant fool. A divine being lives inside you. It is a harsh, ugly and scary demon like figure, but very divine. He is your inner Critic

Your inner Critic is probably the most important part of your competitive life. He wont pamper you or give you the benefit of the doubt. His responsibility is to pick up the stick not the pity reward, but, it is up to you to bring this monster up, or shut it down. Ramifications to shutting it down are rough, and one must understand why.

It’s easy for the outside world to insult you or praise you, and it’s very easy for you to ignore the criticism and take all the pity praise. Without critiquing yourself, you will end up in a stilted life. Getting out of your comfort zone should be your goal. Conquer all around you, and make every piece if land your own comfort zone. Be your biggest Critic and always never pity yourself or your situation. Stay strong and love your inner Critique, for he is your one and only true saviour.

The Sport We Call Life


A sport is that which has a competitive nature to it. Strategy, intelligence, resilience, are all required to win. Your body is a field, your emotions are players, your mind is the referee, and society is an external condition affecting the game.

High intensity competitions are constant among your emotions. Sometimes they fight with your mind, just as players fight with the referee. A couple of times, players damage the field or stadium they are competing in, just how your emotions damage you. When dark grey clouds express their thunderous clap, it is not possible to play outdoor sports. Similarly, people’s words have the ability to influence the arrival of the cloud of dejection. This cloud hovers over your emotions and ultimately, makes you feel a little under the weather. Storms always sink careless ships.

One of the most important things you should learn in life is the art of tenacity. It is the only thing that pushes people forward. A tenacious mind must also be a sound one, not ruthless. Pushing forward without a game plan won’t make you a needle mover. What is the use of flying high? You need to reach somewhere don’t you? Plan your life like you would if you were on a football field. Pass the ball to the right emotions, and let them score a goal. Set sail by blowing away your cloud of dejection with the winds of inspiration.

Don’t let your emotions fight with the referee. When they do, it’s time for a red card. Always stay resilient, and always remember, storms may come and storms may go, but you go on forever.

Vision – The False Truth

Majority are captivated by a few simple, yet meaningless atrocities they call philosophy. Once an individual is captured by a certain school of thought, euphoria, man’s nightmare, convinces him that he is invincible. It is easy to swallow philosophy, but not the truth, for it is a bitter pill. The only true philosophy this world can naturally offer, is the art of survival.

This natural survival instinct pushes man into different ideologies so he can escape into a world of bliss through ignorance, ignorance towards things that matter.

One particular man, named Benny believed that seeing is the only way you can believe in something. He spread his philosophy wherever he travelled, and people started to spread his ideologies further.  On one such journey of his, he ended up in a small town and decided to stay there for the day as he was exhausted. It was dawn by the time he had arrived at that peaceful town. There was nobody in sight. He realised all of the townsmen were crossing the river and decided to follow them and saw that the people were burying bread and fresh fruits on the other side of the river, a few feet from a forest. He asked one elderly woman what was going on. She told him that they bury food every day at dawn on the other side of the river to feed 2 blue leopards. She further told him that they were the guardians of the town and protect them from evil. These leopards eat bread and fruits? A sarcastic smirk appeared on Benny’s face. He asked the lady, are they siblings? She said yes, a brother and a sister. Benny further questioned the lady on the features of the leopards and finally asked her, if she saw the creatures with her own eyes. She responded by saying, no one in the town can see the two as they were divine creatures and only show themselves when they are truly needed. Benny was amused and thought to himself that this town would be the best place to spread his philosophy. He decided to preach first thing in the morning.

Benny paid a lodge for the night. It was midnight, he wasn’t able to find sleep, so he decided to go outside for a stroll. It was then when he heard the calm, soothing voice of the river, and wanted to sit beside it and listen to it. When the river was in sight, he noticed something. He ran towards the river as if he were being summoned. There, he witnessed something he had never dreamed of. Two crimson blue leopards digging the soft soil. His eyes stared at their bright blue coat. They majestically ate the town offering and ran back into the forest. He jumped into the river and swam frantically to the other side. He searched and searched but could not find them, nor see footprints or any sign of them. He searched the whole night, but found nothing. He went back to the heart of the town, muddy and drenched. The elderly woman asked him what had happened. Benny explained to her what had happened last night. She smiled and just walked away. He was sure that he had seen those beautiful creatures, but the people of the town never did, but still believed in their existence. The towns people believe in a truth they have never seen. Benny then thought, truth does not necessarily mean that someone has to experience it with their five senses, they just have to believe.

No philosophy is wrong, and no philosophy is right. Philosophy is tangible and non-tangible at the same time. Perception is what brings the bias towards believing in an ideology. Always remember, what you don’t see, is not what is false, and what you see, is not what is true. The actions you take when you believe in something, is the truth.

Man – The Friendly Beast


If you ask a child what a beast is, he most certainly will describe a grotesque, horrifying looking creature who haunts his dreams. When you ask a grown man what a beast is, he will point at wanted criminals and psychopaths. A woman may call her husband a beast, a student may call his teacher a beast, an employee may call his boss a beast. What is the similarity between all these interpretations? All of them revolve around the perception of hatred and fear.

Man is capable of creating unimaginable terror. War, a concept created by man in hope to reach peace. What an oxymoron I say. Thinking back to how wars have started leads me to only think, isn’t a man in his raw self a beast? They say we evolved from savage wild Neanderthals but when you ask people what a beast is they don’t point at themselves? The only thing evolved is greed with a pinch of intelligence seasoned with selfishness. Use your intelligence to save the world? Yes, but through wicked means of backstabbing and betrayal which blossoms from lack of trust and suspicion.

Tigers, lions, predators at the top of the food chain are tamed and stripped of their natural, beautiful, beastly self to be reduced to entertainment. The one who tames a Beast has to be one as well. Why is the beastly nature of these predators beautiful? They only embrace the monster when hunger reached out for their neck, when the outside tries to take their life away.

 It is not a bad thing that humans have a beast inside them, but the decision of nurturing it, is wrong. You must learn to tame it. Nurturing your beast only leads to the birth of unhealthy thoughts which later personify into disturbing actions.

If you ask me what a man is, I’d describe him as nothing but a beast. He has rage, selfishness and hatred all bottled up inside of him, and is always ready to explode, as he consistently expects the worst. I say man is a beast, but it is your choice to make him a friendly one. Man always signs a contract with horned emotions by default, but it’s a choice to break it, and create a new contract with love and self-control. Shave the hair off of your inner beast, that’s when you begin to embrace, the real friendly monster.


The End of My World

Life is exactly like a dictionary, except, instead of words with their meaning, you have clusters of paths with their own meaning. Many words are different, but have the same meaning, just like the paths of life, different, but leading to the same place. So why do you have to worry about which path you choose? Though a few words are interchangeable, their connotations are not. In the same way, the paths of life, though leading to the same destination, are different.

Rocky roads, do you stick to them, or change when you have the chance? Money, a desire of many, is wanted by this man who holds on to business in pursuit of it. He walks along this rocky, treacherous road we call happiness, but decides the road is too rocky, and changes his path, to get the loan he forever wanted. The road is smooth now, wonderful in fact, but now his saviours are asking him to return all of it. He looks at his family, and decides to change roads once more. Theft. The once smooth and comfortable road we identify as fantasy, caused a major slip. The road was too smooth, too smooth to handle. He has fallen from grace and now behind bars he realises that the end of his world has come.

Avoiding the end of your world is not a hefty task, but not a light task either. Choose a path you can stick to, a path where you can’t lose footing. Otherwise, you might as well reach the end of your world as well. The path will be horrible, filled with agony and despair, but later will lead to a glorious concept known as success.

Are you curious to know what the end of my world is? It is when I allow the outside world influence the path I rightfully chose, and fall as result of something which could have been avoided. Where there is an end, there also exists a beginning, and hence, the true end of your world, is when you don’t find that new beginning. Falling from grace is not the end, but not returning just as graceful, is.