Forced Hot Pursuit

What am I interested in at present? I'm always interested in stories, especially the ones that transport me to other worlds, but stories in today's times have become redundant. Nineties were great. Stories were there and they mattered. I have no idea when did the downfall actually begin. I have had goals. I have escaped and I have tried to begin again, but I have escaped situations and not myself. As I have realised that small details matter a lot, though not where they need to matter the most. My goals were simple, not really complex at all. With all the drama of lie detecting in this absolute shithole of a country subsiding I feel free enough to write again. Afterall I don't have anything to prove to anyone, never had. There was one escape, and there was one decision. I wanted to be multilingual once upon a time. Truth has many facets, and when you are chosen for sabotage early, things become quite difficult. I look back and realise the examples these scoundrels were setting for me. It's now that I realise that all of it is real-time and they don't really have the ability to judge people. It's mind boggling the kind of individuals I was supposed to have respect for. It would be really fun to know which structure had the control of my mind back then. In the past decade all the tricks in the inventory of these assholes have exhausted. The idiocy has been of gargantuan levels and it increased and regionalised gradually. There was no need of all these at all and yet it was done for the simple reason that it could be done. But then I have seen example of it being done at different levels of social existence so I can understand that it needs no reasons. How funny that things actually became about reading books as soon as I reached the bimaru locations. I'm glad however that it happened and how it happened, and there is no scope for further detriment. They might be thinking themselves as very smart while choosing the two scoundrels they decided for me a decade back. That it reminded me of one of my relatives who died a tragic death and one of my family acquaintances plus an important life event in my life while I was suffering trauma clearly points to my so called hometown. These are bunch of cowards and cuckolds who have gone totally despotic, dengenerate and genocidal. None of it was required, but then it gave me the clear picture of the priorities of the structure that controls the lives of people. I have really gone famous, if only these bastards were not corrupt to the core and cuckolds. I took pride in the beauty of Hinduism and its superior philosophy and scriptures, but it all turned out to be smokescreen for rape and exploitation. I still believe in Hindu philosophies because they, in my eyes at least, still are superior philosophies for existence but I do not believe who preach them. In today's times, all individuals who preach religion are either scoundrels or propagandists. The truth is technology and it's distributed according to socio-financial levels of individuals and families. It boils down to the financial and social capital in the end and religion has no use except for creating divide and tranquilizing and controlling people. I had an inkling but it took me a decade to really confirm it. It is true that it can also be a source of divine bliss but the amount mind control that is being practiced in this country, this side of religion is not really going to come into effect ever. I love stories, but in a country where everyone is in an individualised prison, stories don't really matter a thing.