Saturday, June 16, 2012

Shanghai syndrome and its after-effects over me.♋


Many of you would consider me as lecherous to the core, but I don’t have any sort of shame or regret. I have heard this position is great while having sex. But one can juxtapose in many ways in their lives. Let’s say when director's movie hits at box office must be having the same feeling of having sex @ position. Like wise it's true for one and all not only in sex but in every aspect; be it career, relationships, bonding etc. In a nutshell is quite symbolic in N number of ways for N number of folks. And the motive behind writing this piece of shit is that I being an alumnus of The great university of India have experienced fierce talks and discussions for days, though many times and they were inconclusive. And recently I watched a movie named “Shanghai” which actually answered those inconclusive questions of my alma-mater. But those ghosts aka questions still haunt me and I am almost sleepless for the past three days. This movie actually shows the aspirations of many and millions who not only want but are a part of the the rat race called the revered U.P.S.C exam and I am no exception. Even I echoed  the same feelings which all rats have. I have given up now God!!

Please spare me now. I want to die but not like them (Chhattisgarh SP’s). I can give up or can pull up. Who the hell are you to stop me? So this movie called "Shanghai" made me understand that system does exist but its parasite exists which actually feeds on this society. Sad one but this is the real face of it. And since I want to be powerful more than them, I need to do something not so nicer than them. Well I cannot be a naxalite. They too are a good lot of human beings nor can I run an N.G.O who would be like limping, gasping for every breath called money.
So why not be powerful not only in words but in true sense where words and actions are akin to . Where public servants are being forcefully made to do or sold out and spectators aka politicians seek pleasure out of it.


Well my class is different though. I would not ever do what Abhay Deol did as for me it would not be a matter of guts and glory and more over why should I die so young?  Albeit he did not die in the movie so it was good unlike other life called movies. I feel life has shrieked into all this do’s called bull shit and don’ts called holy shit. Though it’s not pious at all. But to hell with the system. Should I be overjoyed about it or write epitaphs about it. Latter is better. I need to shun so many small things for my sweet heart called . Just now one amongst the planet’s animal bit me at the cusp of my hands and arm and you know what I did? I simply crushed that pity animal and this is the practice of our entire system. Poor people are crushed. So get up baby!! It’s high time for all of us regardless of your education to do something types or else somebody would keep banging you and you would be like a mute spectator seeking unwanted pleasure out of pain. So get up and start doing something worth. Merely reading this shit would not help a bit. Be it a change from outside or from inside.




3 comments:

  1. Well said!! These questions occured and hit my concious too. .... Are we really being a part of d so called SYSTEM. ... Or can we dealt out of it. This movie really leave u wid a question. .. Which keeps banging at d bck of ur .... Wat would u have done! !! In d end just leaves u wid..... DONT BE A SPINELESS BEING! !

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  2. when will you write your next blog..? its long tym ...

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  3. Anonymous(Piyali)@ have posted one and next may be tonight.

    Shakul@ what a pleasent surprise bro!! Ya so true and manier times I do deep dive into all this questions and these lingering questions can only be dealt by being a part of this system howsoever it has its own flaws though.As a common man I too have a resolve which Quite often is broken by me but if things doesnot work my ways then I have to devise a new solution and for that cause I have to do away with my life as well.

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