Hamba Hamba Ramba Ramba Bamba Bamba

It's kind of funny how things can get progressively worse, but the realisation that it's not God is great. I like to explore worlds. I have explored numerous worlds during my childhood in form of stories, and although they were meant to be a refuge from reality, they were worlds created by good people. I'm capable to creating worlds now, but I wonder if they matter. Take Marvel Cinematic Universe or DC Universe for that matter, they could have mattered to me, if only I didn't know the truth that I know since about a decade now. That the world, not the Earth, is a godless torture and exploitation chamber for the majority while a minority, with an army of employed criminally insane village rapists, tortures them needlessly. How do I know that it is needless, the torture and exploitation, how do I know that there is no grand plan or God's great plan? First things first, there is no God, at least not in the sense that any religion in the world tells you, God only exists within you and your faith and you can use Him and Her to derive strength from the universe. Karma too isn't real. It's just a neuropolitical setup of totalitarian control, slavery and exploitation, and in this country at least in hands of incompetent criminals. What you do will have consequences, good or bad, depending on how well you are liked or favoured by this exploitative machine masquerading as providence. Happiness within the family, your health, your financial state, whether you'd become a victim of a crime, whether you'd do a crime, whether you'd be sexually trafficked, whether your children would be kidnapped and sexually trafficked or will become drug addicts is all decided by this entity. The major work is done by manipulation by guilt tripping, exploiting needs, desires, fears and insecurities and if you are unlucky things like you getting raped and silenced and even worse, getting victim blamed and then being tortured for that happens. I mean things happening in society are quite acceptable until you realise that it is a centralised system of absolute totalitarian control. And good God fearing people are exploited by blackmailing them with religion and morality, while weaponising assholes and scum of the society against them. It is a simple process of cut off, you will get cut off if you are obedient and accepting, which good people are. It's a simple and direct setup of exploiting any weakness people have, their guilts, their insecurities, their fears and even their illness and handicaps, so you realise that only the corrupt and criminals move up who later sanitise their business. So basically it's not God, it's technological control, with the rich employing genocidal rapist criminals to write life stories of people and direct them. In Purvanchal tragedies are common and it is the preferred way stories end, especially if you are poor and helpless and I guess the directors of every region have their favourite genres. To be frank, I had respect for the rich while growing up, as I thought that it was too much of a responsibility to have your smallest decisions affect millions of lives, but guess that's not the case, that was just me thinking with my innocent mind, the fact is that these genocidal motherfuckers and their employed rapist lackeys are deciding the kundalis of people in the country and basically raping, murdering, exploiting people and destroying families and cultures just based on their whims. Even though God doesn't exist, God and faith are useful, as they help you derive strength from the universe. If there was an afterlife or reincarnation, there wouldn't be rapists accessing your brain and moving you around like a robot, micromanging your life and manipulating your interpersonal relationships, so I would think that's not the case. The recent game is destroying the refinement in the folk and colloquial culture and replacing it with a crude mongrel culture so that it's easier to discriminate against and ridicule and making the setup about who had access to appliances, gadgets and motor vehicles first and who had access to western media first just to define the hierarchy because of course the motherfuckers who hanged by the balls of the British had access to these things first. They have totally destroyed folk arts, music, and indigenous literature and arts and replaced it with people pimping their bodies on short form videos, humiliating themsleves or ridiculing others to earn money and fame. I personally miss Indian comics and Indian rock music, but then I know too much to need them at all anymore. The most disappointing part of it all is that these bastards are not only criminal but also incompetent, and this is quite something when you have access to all the knowledge and resources of the world and literal access to people's minds and bodies. 

Simple Plan

I'm just glad that my goals still exist. They don't matter, but exist they do. I have felt an inertia throughout my life and finally I realised that it is political in nature, stemming from my supposed hometown, or if not, at least my home region. I finally realised that the supposed illness I had was nothing but torture, which psychologically started in 2004 and physically started full blown in 2008, and it is all political. The arrangement is thus, the big daddies employing lower class rapist criminals to conspire against and torture the middle class. I retrospected and realised that I first noticed the "presence" in 2006 and since then, I suppose, I have been living in absolute totalitarianism which prevented me from making meaningful relationships and getting people of my kind in my life. The setup has been quite simple since 2008, torturing my body and mind, sabotaging my memory and sense of time and direction, preventing me from learning new things and skills and preventing me from making new relationships which after 2013, turned into sabotaging my already existing ones. I would suppose that one is always connected to their hometown or home region wherever he is in the country or the world, and I kind of find it a bit flattering that I have been receiving individualised attention from my hometown since at least 2006. Isn't it funny, you not having access to your own memories and a bunch of lower class rapist criminals reminding you of your own life and memories, who, in fact are also totally inept and incompetent because, of course, they are criminals. Life is actually very cheap in this country and these motherfuckers are doing anything they want with the lives of people, which, if I saw it right, is evident by the fact that I saw a gang of rich assholes ruining and murdering people in broad daylight on a social networking then, and now a social media, website. This in fact gets even more interesting when you take into account the fact that these motherfuckers have access to the whole family and generational histories of the individuals they are murdering. When one witnesses this one realises that these motherfuckers, in fact, are ruining and murdering anyone they want just based on their whims. You get the "eyes", "nazar" as they say on you and your bad times start. I got eyes on me, but unfortunately my home region had been torturing me since the start so getting eyes on me only enlightened me about sociopolitical reality of this country, which is of course rape, exploitation and genocide by deluding people by any means possible. It's unfortunate isn't it? The best part of it all has been that at least since 2008 I have been not able to experience my own life, all thanks to my beloved hometown and home region I suppose. There is a history to it all, it was kind of an individualised ostracization based on an insecurity I had which I lived with for a considerable period of life. This insecurity, was also the seed of enlightenment and it made me realised that the setup is a sociolinguistic prison where the bastards that control it rape and exploit innocent people by falsely framing and guilt tripping people and exploiting their needs, desires, fear and guilt. When you realise this setup you also realise that existence of God, at least the way religions and society tells about, is impossible. The setup thus, the rich and powerful with help of technology, neurotechnology if you will, enslaving people and employing genocidal rapist criminals for crowd control and both mindlessly manipulating, destroying, raping, exploiting, extorting and murdering people and unfortunately even kids for no reason at all. I find it funny that individuals who are higher in this hierarchy even felt the need for being on the social media especially when they have complete access to lives, minds and bodies of people, but then in the past decade I have realised that the narcissism, egomania, megalomania, entitlement and depravity of these bastards knows no limits. The fun part, I was nowhere in this shit, my goals were quite simple and yet here I'm writing down this needless bullshit for no reason at all. Here is the bottomline though, it's your family, work and your interests, and nothing else, especially other people, matters. Other people, whoever they be would be only used to pull you down and torture and sabotage you. There is so much lack of class in this country that it is baffling, and one realises that cultures of the land and their inherent refinement has been destroyed, and of course it has happened because culture is in hands of self-serving egomaniacal rapist criminals. The refined folk and colloquial culture has been turned into a mongrel, and class is solely dependent on which family had a particular appliance in their homes first or had access to western media or whose family member got placed in a MNC, which is kind of funny as the upward class mobility and social class is also tightly controlled in a totalitarian manner. It has been made into a direct economic system of production and forced consumption and not to mention exploitation in which folk and colloquial cultural aesthetics have been totally destroyed. As far as I go, my goals were simple, I wanted to do my job, that was healing people, and write and there was absolutely no need for what happened with me. But these motherfuckers despite having access to all the knowledge and resources in the world are incompetent, and not to mention, criminal.

Pussy Prize Arrangement

There are complexities which are unfortunately also hilarious. One finally realises that all existence on this planet is political and worse, there is no grand plan, it's just a bunch of entitled and spoilt assholes and genocidal rapists and exploiters doing whatever they want. This is kind of sad given the fact that this entity also moonlights as providence. The whole game, however, is of delusions but it is unfortunate that in this character people are not even given a dignified and respectable narrative. There are concrete truths behind it all which, I suppose, a common man like me would never know. The lack of intelligence, in an entity which deals with intelligence is staggering. How funny is it, a bunch of criminals playing God. It has in fact been like this since the start. How did things devolve into this? This is the worst case scenario possible and it's kind of good because a total absence of any sort of morality in the entity that has more that absolute control over people takes all the bets off for the common man. What I have dealt with is needless conspiring, and especially since 2012-2013. Isn't it sad people being literally owned by scum of the earth rapists who sexualise even medical procedures? Well that's the truth here. There are concrete truths and these truths would solve everything that there is to solve. In my case there have been heavy generalisations which actually made me realise that these motherfuckers are actually doing anything they want, torturing anyone they want, raping anyone they want, framing and ruining lives of anyone they want. Since the technology and slavery and exploitation is foolproof, and it is in fact a technology of slavery and exploitation because in my experiences of the past decade I have realised that it is specifically designed for that, these bastards are freely raping, exploiting, extorting, torturing, framing and murdering whoever they want just based on their whims. The basic truth behind it all, of course, being sex and money which due to the absolute advantage in power dynamic has turned into rape and exploitation. My last straw was enforcement of morality at the level of the mind, especially on a person who is probably the last person in the world to need lessons in morality especially in a case of a person whose personal autonomy has been hijacked completely. The approach is basically hijacking the autonomy of the person doing things through him which he, due to due to the absolute technological impossiblity, he is unable to resist doing and putting the blame of the things on him and torturing him, and this shit goes on. The best part of the setup is that these motherfuckers only have concept of morality as a tool to frame people. And the worst part is they operate on whims and baseless hatred raping, framing, ruining and murdering anyone they want. One witnesses all this and finally realises that of course there is no God. Since these bastards are criminals themsleves there sympathies of course lies with criminals whom they weaponise against helpless, innocent and good people who just want to live their life peacefully. I have seen in the past decade that process is simple, exploit people for any of their weaknesses which includes illnesses, handicaps, inferiority complexes. Prevent people from growing mentally and financially by any means possible and keep them unhappy and suffering. In this system people who respect authority and are obedient are the first ones to get ruined or get their growth checked. It's just mechanical, this setup, the better person you are, sooner your growth will be checked. And one can realise by this that these motherfuckers are actually criminals and a criminal syndicate is running this country. 

Eden's Garden

Things are actually simple and there is no need to make them needlessly complex, well at least this is what I realised after being on this planet for more than thirty five years. I'm just glad that I have seen immensity of beauty in this country while it lasted, and now I see people in the people trapped in prisons which seem to be of their own making but which are actually not. I have had my delusions, like thinking one can become whatever they want by working hard. Believing this was my first mistake. Everyone is chosen or the better word is, selected. Intelligence is a dozen a dime and so is hardwork. It is later one realises that being chosen or selected is a curse in itself, because first the individuals who chose you put you on a pedestal and then there is always a threat of falling, or being pushed off the pedestal by the same individuals who put you on it in the first place. And this threat, this fear, makes the people who get selected become complicit in things which a common God fearing person will never do. I have been immensely lucky, I haven't really made wrong choices in my life, and hence there is no fear in my case, except of course the well being and safety of my loved ones, but then when God is corrupt there is nothing that can be done about it. It's a simple process of stratification in which the rewards are materialistic, sadly materialism was never my game. I was capable of getting enough for my survival and safety though in the present scenario I'm limited so the safety part is gone. The idiocy has been tremendous, but I would guess it has been like this forever. The worst thing you can do is adapt to the society. Because as I have realised that Indian society, unless you have good company and community, as I have had the absolute pleasure to have, is not really worth adapting to. Though there will be attempt to make you adapt, and many a times into a lifestyle you are not comfortable in, or is not yours to begin with, but if you can hold your ground it is the best. The bottomline is money. That's all the bottomline is. I would have thrown in power too in it but power has already been consolidated and only chosen individuals are kept in positions of power. The most unfortunate realisation was merit being a scam. But unfortunately it is. You can't be whatever you want socially and financially, but you can definitely be the man or woman or person you want to be, if you don't get deluded and of course hampered which (the deluding and hampering) in majority of cases is direct by the entity that runs things. Here is a secret, you're already the man or woman you want to be. The setup, is economic, political and social and in a manner in which majority of people can't access their own self, and access to one's soul is a far fetched idea. It's odd when politics and economics and society invades personal space, and literally mind and bodies of people. Once one realises the encroachment of their personal space, including their bodies, there is not much that is left to do, especially after comparing it to the privacy the end to end encryption of WhatsApp offers, and one realises that it is in fact sex and money and exploitation of guilt and fear of the population. When this reality dawns, for people like me who believe the bottomline to be the truth, beauty just becomes a delusion when in reality the Earth is beautiful, but the world has permanently erased that beauty if you are a human being. All that remains is a game that most  of the people are, or have been made, unequipped to play by disarming them, and the motherfuckers who have designed this setup are essentially competing with handicapped people, which is akin to playing a videogame at the easiest setting and with cheat codes. There is no true competition, and thus no true merit. The best part in all of this is the realisation that there is no need to make the world better place to live in. As it would never be. Those who are born in slavery will die in it, and for the best effect hopefully without realising it, and those who will progress, would only progress as house negroes. This simplifies life for common man, other than trying to protect one's family and constantly saving their ass from the designs of what is essentially God albeit a corrupt, depraved and demonic God, only two things remain to do: doing what gets you money and doing what you enjoy doing. 

Write Concepts #7

It was a good time when one could read Chicken Soup books and they really meant something. I wanted to be a comic book writer so why not give it a spin, comic book style stories. The problem is that the reality of India at present has become so unbearable and grotesque that that imagining even fictional things happening here would be impossible. That's the state of things at present. I had thought of a series called Paranormal Diaries of The Indies, in which a retired handicapped army major living in the hill town has supernatural experiences and become interested in supernatural and occult and solves supernatural mysteries including vampires (in form of Pishachas), werewoves, ghosts and other supernatural entities. At present I'm working on a series in which two psychiatrists navigate the mental health and occult landscape of this country, this series unlike the previous one is based on the actual mental health landscape of this country however it would have a little bit of mythical, occult and conspiracy theory twist to it for flavour. Writing at present is extremely hard for me, but then I love to do it so I do it or at least try to do it. As far as I think, this country has fallen. There is no going back from this, people's subconscious and genes remember what is being done to them, which is being done to them at an industrial scale at present and only method these bastards can bypass it is by turning people against each other which these motherfuckers already started doing in fact they have been doing this since quite sometime now. Frankly, I'm not hopeful for the future, but I hope that people realise that other than money for survival only things that matter are love and nature. I'm not hopeful because slavery has been cemented and not even people's minds and bodies are their own anymore, and worse they are in the hands, in this country at least, of village rapists. So, going by this truth, which if you are not really aware or are in denial, even if man conquers Mars or goes to another galaxies and other planets in them, he will remain a slave. The reality I'm talking about, may sound as conspiracy theory and crazy talk, but only because there are mechanism to make it look such, unfortunately it would be given away by the way these bastards are mindlessly exploiting people financially and psychologically and at an industrial scale. I feel I have talked about this problem enough and now I should focus on my writing. Which of course would include promotion of Indian mythlogies and folklore in my writings and the human condition especially in the current political setup and some vibes. I got some vibes that I have to explore in my writings but due to political oppression I find it impossibly hard but still I will try to persist. 

Hang The DJ

You got to avoid following someone else script. It's definitely not totally avoidable and before you start writing your own script of your life you gotta make a list of what is important to you. Love is an important ingredient of life, but unfortunately it is also the thing that would be used to blackmail you, using people you love you care for to threaten you but once you know the bigger picture and realise that nothing has been left to chanace and it's a foolproof situation of slavery and exploitation, if you are intelligent you would discard fear. For me it was just baffling, being gatekept from pizzas and beanbag chairs among other things but that kind of gives you the level of how things are operated in this country. It's such a shame isn't it. Trying to prove people I studied with, in schools and colleges that I'm inferior to them when not even once in my head thought of comparison came into my mind while I was studying with them. Inferior in what manner one would wonder and the answer would be of course wealth and social class. The idea that I was showing others more than what I really am while I was in school and college. Those who know me know that it's not true but that attempts are made in this respect and covert mobilization of human resource is put on some conspiracy that's just a brain fart of someone who doesn't like someone tells all that one wants to know about this country. The most fun part of this whole situation is that I haven't offended even a single soul in my life, until of course I saw too much of this country and decided to write. All I wanted to be is a writer and I would suppose that, if not the reason, is a contributing factor. So one can realise the state of freedom of speech in this country, which of course on the outlook is a democracy. One thinks about that and realises that the whole media including books, at least in the present date, in this country is propaganda. I have been away from my region for majority of my life, but of course it was the region throughout. I have finally realised that states like Bihar and by association regions like Purvanchal are run by subhuman assholes, of course common people of these regions are not at fault, if anything their lives and cultures are being destroyed and I have noticed that there is a specific pattern when it comes to regions like Bihar and Purvanchal, the assholes in control in these regions like to get people from the region humiliated by people of other regions. It's a kind of cuckoldness and lack of self-respect but in a way that they use other people as sacrificial lambs for it because of course they are selfish and megalomaniacal criminals. I have been back in Purvanchal since quite some time and have been working here. I love it here, I love my people, I love my culture, but the assholes who exercise control over my lovely people are the kind who rape women in front of their family members to assert dominance, rings a bell? Kind of sounds like a rural setup which is vaguely familiar. I finally realised that it is these assholes British handed the power over to and not Mahatma Gandhi and his followers. The smokescreen of democracy is great though and also great is the army of criminal rapists working 24x7 in exchange of voyeurism, rape and power trips who delude people and makes them think either it is their fault or it's God's great plan. Ratan Tata was great man, from at least what we know about him, but is it possible that if a measly physician like me became aware of this setup, he was somehow unaware of it especially if a local village rapist who doesn't have basic manners is a part of it? I know one person who is unaware of it, and that would be film director Shekhar Kapur, but rest assured wherever you live there is sporadical sprinkling of individuals who are not only aware of this setup but also are part of it. You see social media and you have realised that the major two ways you get to make money in this country is either humiliate yourself in front of others or ridicule others, it's just the basic internal reality of this country expressing itself, and it will ultimately take a toll on the mental health of the people who are indulging in either of these or end up doing irreversible change in their personalities. I hope for the best though but then it's India and not America and by the looks of it, even America is not doing too good but one would agree that it is infinitely better than the shithole this country is. Hyping Bihar as Florida or Ohio of India would do nothing, you know why? Because at least Florida and Ohio have infrastructure.

Eyes Wide Shut Attempted Remake

Being acquainted to reality is great thing. I'm an imaginative person who has not had access to his imagination for more than a decade now, still I try to be as imaginative as possible. I wanted to seek truth, and I prepared myself for it in 2012, and I guess the universe has its ways of giving you what you want. I wanted to be a writer, and although after knowing the truth of writing and writers in this country I would never want to become a published writer I have things and experiences to share and that I would on my blogs. The question is "who would bell the cat?" Someone has to. And although I was totally unwilling to do that, because I have other and better things to do, politically and in my situation it means both physically and mentally it has become impossible for me to not to bell the cat. It's a case of regional inferiority and needless hatred and owing to it a plan to needlessly put a permanent blot on my legacy, but sadly I have realised that there is neither a pedigree, nor a legacy in this country, I do not know about other countries. I know what I am and I know that I definitely am not a rebel without a cause, in fact I'm not a rebel at all, I'm just a healer who just wanted to be in his corner and do his work, but guess that's too much to ask for in a region and country where active but covert, rape, genocide and exploitation is going on. It is a godless country, and it's just running on deluding people. Of course there was no need for any of what is going on at present at all, but then in the past decade I got acquainted with the kind of individuals that have power over people's lives and unfortunately minds and bodies. The worst part of it all are not only they are depraved and criminal but also incompetent and not very intelligent and this is applicable from top to bottom. Unfortunately the arrangement is such that permanence of power has been established and people below that threshold are just beasts of burden and animals of slaughter. It is in fact the situation you would imagine in the absence of God and from what I have seen in the past decade, existence of God is impossible except within you and in your faith. I had heard of absolute power corrupts absolutely but then I got to witness it and when it's the case of individuals who have access to all the knowledge in the world, one readily realises that world as we know or even the Earth has ended and it's nothing but a penal colony that we are living in until we die and while we are alive we see the ones we love suffering. I mean someone's got to speak up when they see these individuals raping, torturing and killing people just based on their whims. Even the reasons for raping someone, destroying their lives, families and murdering them are not concrete. It could be as simple as these individuals not liking how someone looks, and their whole families and coming generations would be tortured for that. There is no accountability at all. Of course it is all being done in the name of God and morality but the truth, at least in case of Purvanchal I know, that it is sex and money while depriving others of the same, or if they want to get these two things they have to compromise with their morals and values just so these motherfuckers can have dirt on them and can pull the rug on them whenever they want. It's baffling that despite such a vast and varied philosophies in this country these motherfuckers decided to keep things as simple as they actually are. At this point it's just these motherfuckers raping and murdering people based on their whims, which can be anything from them not liking their looks, to their caste, or for that matter anything, it's just a bunch of spoilt and entitled assholes employing conspiratorial criminals for crowd control who conspire against people for absolutely no reason. I realised that if God doesn't exist in a country like India, it doesn't actually have the possibility of existing at all. It's basically pavlovian control with fear and blackmail, I mean it's the absolute method of control because who doesn't want to exist and who actually wants to die? It's a game of pulling ideas out of ass to needlessly make other people suffer, which is unfortunate and it also tells a lot about the competence of assholes who are in control in this nation, which I'm kind of sure by now is not the government and I would be surprised if it is. 

Lithium

It kind of gets difficult to make out if something is intentional sabotage or a way of life in this country. For me it has been a relief to realise that fate is real-time. It's just baffling that of all the things these motherfuckers could have done, they decided to do what is being reflected in the present reality of this country. 2012-2013 was kind of interesting for me, because it is when I first had the concious taste of real-time nature of fate in this country, though my fate had always been real-time thanks, I suppose, to Purvanchal. Since 2013, things were only downhill, getting progressively worse. You realise the setup and you realise that existence of God is impossible, except, of course, the one that is within you. You come to know about the setup of control that is in this country, but the actual truth was that control was walking around with you, turns out the place and region that you loved so much had been inflicting you with torture since 2004 and you had been thinking of it as sickness. 2004 to 2013, it was already 9 years of training plus the time during 2007-2008 since when you lost your memory and sense of time and direction and if you count it since then, even 2008, I survived solely on reason since then. Well, Purvanchal turned out to be something, and the best thing of all, there was never the need of any of it, in fact at all. The kicker in all of it, well Purvanchal is fan of incest, couldn't have thought in this manner of my region, but then one can hardly assume any culture is left when people are made to move around like robots by feeding them artificial nerve impulses. There were things that happened in the background after 2008, though I'm only interested in what happened in Purvanchal, and there were things that happened in background since 2004, and even before that. I mean deception is the name of the game, but things really shouldn't be this simple. As far as the big daddies go, well if they are controlled by the Muslims and the whites, it's quite understandable but then that's my problem I way too accomodating. It's basically pussy and money, which due to irreversible and absolute advantage in power dynamic has turned into rape, exploitation and extortion. 

Inferno

Things tend to get interesting. I'm at that stage in my life where I do not find Kafka and Dostoevsky cool. I did once upon a time. This nation however doesn't allow for stylized suffering like Kafka and Dostoevsky, and it's funny because it is here one realises that the manner one suffers is also stratified. The bottomline is this, you got to suffer tremendously and you got to fold your hands in front of those who torture you. While this might be applicable to some, let's not forget that these are the individuals who rape women in your family in front of you to assert dominance. I have been held responsible for everything in my life, whether I have done it or not, so by that logic the top brass is responsible for everything that is happening including the kind of individuals they have employed. Going by my experiences of past decade it might be that these motherfuckers are the same as the kind of individuals that they have employed. Isn't it great, this shit. In my case, however, none of what happened was required. A major part of my suffering was due to me assuming that since these individuals have access to more information than me maybe they are right and I'm wrong, which turned out to be not the case later. Lives of people, are not dependent on some grand plan, but on simple ideas that originate in the minds of these individuals, very simple ideas and they have the technology and resources to make what they think, true. It's kind of like The Secret. In my case I suppose I might have offended some wrong egos, unintentionally of course, to suffer what I'm suffering, but there has been a background to it even before those egos were offended. I know how it works now though and once you understand that there are no surprises. It's kind of simple actually, in fact way too simple to believe. The suffering goes back quite a bit, and during that time some decisions were made, intentionally, unintentionally, I don't care anymore. After that, and quite some time after that, the offence to ego period came, which of course was all taken and none given. What i came to know after that was unfortunate. There are concrete truths behind it all, and it is these concrete truths that I'm after. The level of incompetence, idiocy, entitlement and criminality behind it all has been nothing but baffling but then it allowed me to get the true picture of what was supposed to be my region and this country. 

Needless Shaeed-E-Aazam

Has the big picture formed yet? Kind of, but not as well as to be able to explained. Of course this shit is financial, and political. To condense it, it's politico-economic. And of course it's slavery. This is some dystopian shit that's going on and God is working as a smokescreen. But well the dystopia is for the masses, for the rest who are not the masses it is in fact a eutopia. The arrangement is understandable. There are class based layers, which may or may not include castes depending on the regional arrangement, but basically there are three layers. Top, the middle or the executive, and the third, receiving layer. The top too can execute as I would suppose that there are no hard and fast rules. The top and the middle layer, unfortunately are doing anything they want to the third layer. Take individual as a unit, and family as the unit and throw in all the psychology, mostly dark and Pavlovian and a lot of conspiring and you get what actually goes on in running this country and probably the world. The top are the gods, the middle are demons, and the gods employ the demons to write fates of the third layer, the lesser mortals. Nothing is sacred in this country, and unfortunately never was, and every worst thing you can possibly imagine, exploitation, rape, pedophilia, scams, human and drug trafficking, corruption, genocides, torture, sadism and countless other things are perpetrated by these gods and demons using the lesser mortals, the third layer, as the pawns. It didn't have to be this simple, did it? But unfortunately it is. The control is absolute, so one realises the ones trafficking young girls and forcing them into prostitution are the same ones who write your kundali. It's basically a real-time strategy game in which you can switch to the first person perspective of any player. It's unfortunate that God isn't in the picture, and it's even more unfortunate that he never was, and the most unfortunate thing, the first layer, the gods of this country are incompetent while the demons are employed petty criminals. How did this happen? All of this shit? A glass ceiling with holes with lesser mortals below the glass ceiling, and the first and second layer is passing spears through the holes and impaling the lesser mortals, all of it unprovoked. What lacks is class, in all of these motherfuckers and it is here one realises that these bastards, got handouts from the lords. These gods are probably slaves of the caliphate, and of course of the European and American masters, and it's unfortunate that they are gods while the real gods stay in a state of decay. The best these bastards could have done is not conspire in the manner they do, but then these gods have a pedigree too. 

Bandersnatch

How hard can it be to create sensory experiences for someone who hasn't felt the night breeze on his skin for more than twenty years. The metallic taste of fear remains in the mouth, and remains a lump in the throat and a plug in the head. Life is like Bandersnatch, but unlike it, you don't choose your adventure, someone else does it for you, and if you are not lucky idiotic criminals choose your adventure for you, maybe it happens even if you are lucky. Luck is rationed, like everything else. Sometimes one's luck is like a dead gorilla, and it cheats you like a cheating female penguin while power bloodies you for fighting for it. Games might be like Bandersnatch, or even real-time strategy or simulators but what they shouldn't be are as simple as they are. Genuine respect and reverence gets trampled and when it does one gets a clear idea of who is in control. Only the ones who can't identify genuine respect and reverence are in control and they can't identify it because they do not have any concept of it in their minds. It's mathematics, it's programming, but then humans are not that simple and so someone has to show and tell these bastards this fact. Gods don't satisfy their narcissism on the internet, neither they crawl on the dark web. Heck, dark web wouldn't even exist if there actually was a God. God is inside a person, and He or She gives the snake its fangs, the crocodile its jaws and the rabbit its agility. Sometimes one who looks like a rabbit might be an apex predator of a kind that hunts only apex predators. That's the funny thing about life, it may be made into Bandersnatch but it might not turn out to be one. The kids who don't like playing, shouldn't be forced to, because there is a reason why they don't like playing. The real test of character is how you treat others when there are no consequences, and well, the ancient civilization failed in it. 

Heaven Pieces

It's an afternoon in the summer vacation during the 90s. It is sweltering heat outside. There, in your grandfather's room, it's nap time after lunch. Windows are closed, it's a kind of dark and the desert cooler is running in all its glory. You can smell the freshness of tiny water droplets the desert cooler is throwing in the room and your nostrils are filled with smell of khaskhas. There is a tiny amount of light that enters through colored glasses of the windows and you are laying on the bed with a comic book in your hands. That, is a description of what heaven is for me. If you are lucky such tiny heavens are scattered throughout our your life, and when you grow up and realise the actual hell the world is, you collect these heavens from your life and you build and integrate them in your present life. The truth of the slavery is absolute, and all that remains for a common person is survival and pain especially in today's times. But what he or she can do is gather little heavens from his or her life and make them alive again. I remember reading comic books while eating food. I remember laying on the terrace on the folding bed, while the cool night breeze blew under the moon, with my head on the lap of my family servant, Babu as I called him and he used to tell me stories, mostly folktales. When he died, his son didn't have the money to perform last rites and he did jal pravah, I got the news late, and couldn't reach in time to ensure his last rites. A part of my heaven got eaten by river fish. It's unfortunate, I know, but unfortunate is something that happens due to luck, it's cruelty. They are, and I don't need or want to say who they are, burning personal heavens of people, and all that would remain in the end would be a bunch of androids and beasts fighting and killing each other for survival, with no concept of what real happiness or real love is. This entity which sits at the place of God mocks my love for Babu, while at the same time being responsible for fish eating his body. He used to smoke beedis and used to have khaini dabba, and wore dhoti kurta when he used to go to the bank. But these assholes who ridicule people for talking about nicotine patches won't get that. All the heavens will get burned and in the end will remain their fake heavens where they would get high on synthetic impulses and compounds knowing nothing about what actual love is. I will preserve and guard my heavens for as long as I'm alive, that is what I can do and that is what I will do. 

Devi Mahatmya

Women. Aren't they something. I was behind one girl during my 11th and 12th. Those were the days when you have to have a mobile phone and at least a motorbike, if not a car, to get a girl. I was dealing with some personal issues too during that time but I saw that girl on the first day of my Chemistry tuition and locked in. Being the committed guy that I am, I was focused for the whole two years of my 11th and 12th and one year after when I was in my bachelor's. I had gotten both, a bike and a mobile phone (Motorazr btw) by the end of academic year of 12th and had kind of became eligible, but yet I was focused on that one girl. That's the thing about it, if you want genuine relationship and not want to "pataofy" a girl or a woman, you are going nowhere. It is for this reason I promised myself that I would wear the metaphorical leather jacket in college. It was time to become a bad boy, but a guy who is basically a good guy can't really turn into a narcissistic gaslighting asshole. I did wear the metaphorical leather jacket though, and successfully. I was searching for intimacy and partnership, which of course is not to be expected from girls in their late teens and early 20s. The mobile phones and bikes of late teens turn into bank balance and cars and power in later years. By the time I was in third year of college, I was done with girls, and I had realised that I was not going to get the woman of my kind, though I was still kind of hopeful being the hopeful romantic I am. At that time my goal was to find a woman who is as fucked up as me so that we both can heal each other. I got into relationships after that too, with or without my volition, I can't say, but ultimately I realised that women are incapable of feeling genuine love, they want proofs and materialistic evidences, though I still don't want to generalise as I have seen women in my family and community sacrificing out of love, but guess that generation is gone and I suppose it is from there my hope stemmed. Now here is where it gets interesting. It's not the fault of women and it's a truth that good women suffer way more and way more terribly than good men. The actual truth is that the entity that governs this country and probably the world sees them as spoils of war, pleasure things and currency not to mention as child bearing machines too, which very different from how I grew up considering women. Women are used as baits and prisons for good men, as assholes anyway don't pay any heed to them except thinking of them as something to put their dick in. I have loved every woman I have been associated with, I have taken care of them and I don't think that I got anything in return, but if you are good guy you got to be prepared for it. It's all about power dynamic and approach, while good guys wait for approval, assholes lure young girls and women on the basis of the basic advantage that they have, more power in the society by design and more knowledge about the social dynamics, as guys are more outgoing than girls and girls are kept under restrictions. Here, again opportunism wins over decency, and then when the girl is betrayed by the asshole, they settle for either a good guy they can trample or a guy with financial and social capital which practically is the way to go. There are a lot of sensitive empathetic and considerate young girls out there, but if they don't have good backgrounds they are suffering, just like the good guys out there, so you can easily guess what kind of individuals are running the society. At a personal level, I have found my soulmate though, and here is my advice, find yourself, if possible, which is definitely not possible in a lot of regions in this country, a woman whose tantrums you can gladly take. As far as the structure that controls people in this country goes, they use young boys and girls as sex slaves for their depraved games. It's kind of direct system of exploitation and deprivation, in this case the exploitation is sexual and deprivation is of intimacy, and they keep the pressure high by keeping sex as a taboo in the society. Romance is for the privileged and its presence or absence is curated. I'll just tell you, believing or not believing is upon you whether you believe it or not makes no difference for me as I know it for sure that this country is a harem, and every woman, including one's mothers, sisters, daughters and wives are concubines of assholes who run this setup. Harem is not an Indian concept is it? It is actually a political arrangement of control and it's very nature is such that it being a harem or not a harem solely depends on the intent of the motherfuckers who are running this setup, and trust me, as I know it from my experiences of the past decade, not only there is intent, this setup is specifically designed for this. We are in times that are getting too hard for these bastards to handle, and if they don't handle it well, we are going to see the truth in a couple of decades. India being a harem was not on my bingo card though. The best part, the bitches from the higher classes are in on it. This is how I realised that it is in fact basically all about sex and money and sentimentality is only going to bring suffering in the current environment. 

Soldier

Isn't these some times that we are living in? It might be that the shit that I'm feeling is particular to me, but the reality is that no one's safe, or they might be safe depending upon their affiliations. I would suppose that affiliations matter a lot in this country, but I think that nothing is worth getting your private space invaded which is not only done, but done by absolute criminals. God has never been in the picture and it's unfortunate, of all the things these motherfuckers could have grown into, they decided to grow into what they are at present, and that tells a lot about the assholes responsibile for the design process. The funny thing about this country, the actual country and not the one we are deluded to believe in, is that they have taken away all the elements of self defence. Hindi, the lingua franca of the masses in North totally lacks any elements of self-defence against exploitation, it fails to define words that are related to exploitation, and the higher hindi, Shudh Hindi as it is called, does have words but it is in fact itself an object of ridicule if you have paid attention. Isn't it funny, Shudh Hindi being an object of ridicule in the very nation it is an official language. I was firstly deluded into thinking that those who control the colloquial cultures are into preserving the culture, well, reality is far from that. They are actually exploiters, who make people who are already burdened with survival and are hand to mouth, carry the weight of the colloquial culture and traditions, while they and their progeny are completely westernised. These are traitorous bastards who siphon the blood of the innocents and get high on their pain while projecting themsleves as gods. It was a serendipity that I saw the truth, and funnily it was similar to like it is in the movies in which a character accidentally overhears or sees the villain doing a crime, and accidentally breaks a vase while getting away from there. My situation, and I think it's kind of cool, is that of Hrithik Roshan in Kaho Na Pyaar Hai, where he sees the bad guys committing murder and then tries to escape on his bike. All the things that are being done by these assholes could have been done without turning criminal but yet here we are, being governed by a criminal underworld in actuality and by a "democratically elected" government for show. It's unfortunate how pathetic these motherfuckers actually are and it's unfortunate how there is no God in actuality that too in a country like India. The worst thing about all this is that there is no grand plan for the future. The plan is just exploiting as much as it is possible whilst feeding on to the pain and misery of totally innocent and helpless people. How do I know that? I overheard it, remember? But unfortunately I also broke the vase while getting away from there and now I'm escaping on my bike. The biggest problem is that these criminals are genetically and civilizationally cucked, and the Gods, the actual Gods haven't lost their power yet. Though ultimately they would when actual faith is replaced by fear. The thing that baffled me the most that these bastards are so habituated of Pavlovian method of control and control by threats, intimidation and blackmail, that they have forgotten what actual psychology is. It would be fun to know the actual hierarchy though. In my opinion being needlessly cruel is not really cool and so is being an idiot and incapable of analyzing data when you literally have access to all of it. The clamp doesn't need to keep tightening, but these motherfuckers won't know that as they are criminals, and I suppose not educated too. I wonder from where does this entitlement comes from when just few decades ago their daddies were licking boots of the British, and probably still are (and I would throw the new American daddies in there too). The problem here is that I was nowhere in the game, I just wanted to make some friends for discussing pop culture and philosophy, write and quietly do my work, but I guess life without suffering is not possible if you are from Purvanchal. These motherfuckers believe in the dialogue from Bobby Deol's Soldier, "kaam khatam, aadmi khatam." And realising that such motherfuckers are literally at a place where God should reside is kind of hilarious. God cannot save you, but He or She can give you respite and strength. The setting we live in is ultimately not worth it, as it's just a bunch of criminals playing six dimensional chess with the lives of people, but then we got to survive as long as we can for the people we love. The worst part of it, which I saw while breaking the vase, is that women too are in on it, in a country where other women are raped and silenced. Proper demonesses I would say. I'm chilling though, finding it hysterical that these overlords lack in basic sense of aesthetics, forget the ability to design systems, though it's what you get for murdering everyone who could create better aesthetics and design better systems. But then it's individual preference isn't it, if you get dopamine hit from misery and pain of people and power trips from needlessly depriving, oppressing, subjugating and torturing people then then I guess that's fine too. 

Mami, Mi Amor

I have grown up since you held me. You are a blessing for the writer in me, because you make me want to talk a lot. A writer wanting to talk a lot is a writer who can write a lot. You have been my muse since you first held me, I didn't know it, but I know it now. It was never puppy love, however I am and will forever be your puppy. Reality is harsh and hard, at least for the lesser mortals it is. Should I deal with reality when I talk to you, or should I introduce you to the grand world that my comic book reading head has made for you in which there are just you and me. I fear reality, and I fear the shackles I live in. I fear not being able to reach you in time, or maybe not being able to reach you at all in the time of need and hence I contain the absolute madness that I have for you. You would have kept me a teenager throughout, and I would have regretted dying, after you, and in fact at all if you were in my life. I would have been afraid, very afraid. But now I fear nothing. There are practical aspects, like our backgrounds, our personal and social realities and other things. I wish I could have shown you my childhood, a modest, if I'm being modest, childhood, but an absolutely happy one. Wish I could have taken you to the terrace at my Nani's home where we slept under the open sky, it's not something that one can imagine, it's something that can only be felt. I can list countless reasons for why I love you, and one of them would be, because you know what love is, what real, actual love is. I can converse with you without language, even if we both have realised that the world understands only one language that is, practicality. Your Ezee washed pullover exudes the warmth of love that I had in my childhood, different culture, different setting, heck, maybe different social class too, but the essence of that warmth remains the same. It's not desperation, it's not even longing that I feel for you, it's a quiet acknowledgement of knowing that there is someone in the world with whom and for whom I could have built a life if the world hadn't gone to dogs. When you are on my mind, when I'm committed to you, not even the most beautiful nymphs can't make my attention waver. You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever met or seen and that you will remain forever. The world has ruined countless relationships, but if you were mine I would have made arrangements, would have built fortresses, took a beating on my heart and soul and even my body to keep you in my life. I'm not without chinks in my armour though, and they are my shackles, which prevent me from reaching you, which make me doubt if I would be able to reach you in time or even reach you at all if you need me and this doubt keeps me grounded, prevents me from going batshit insane about you. I assure you, I don't want to be some 19th century romantic lover, that's a whole different matter that you bring him out in me. Love has reasons, probably it actually has, but trust me when I fell in love with you there weren't any. It was a serendipity. You were just another girl until you were not. I identified your pure soul and a mind that had adapted to the world and I realised that the woman of my dreams exists. I have never felt such a pure harmless intoxication ever and whatever I felt was enough for me to last for a lifetime. For me it's enough that you exist. I'm not a greedy person. I wish I could have been dirty with you, and shown you the crazy dirty side of me, but I guess that's for another lifetime. For now, I'll just stay, in awe of you, and as the shackled pillar which can't move much, and try to do my best that I can do, not for you, but for me. 

The Baum Plan For Financial Independence

What plan do I have for myself as a writer? What plan can I have? I see Neil Gaiman and Salman Rushdie selling "masterclass" courses on the internet. Everything sells at the right price, and the sooner we learn it, easier the life becomes for us. I write to document my reality, and I write because I want to create beauty, or if not that, at least truth. The past decade has been a roller coaster ride. It's been hell, and quite literally and I have persisted. I have been able to realise that if you are materialistic and selfish, it's money, and if you are not, it's love and truth. Money is essential in the second case too, it's just not in the form of greed, and that's how you know that Neil Gaiman and Salman Rushdie know the ultimate truth. The business of telling the truth is risky, but art that doesn't tell the truth is not art, it's propaganda. We got a lot of it in today's times. Propaganda too is of two types, one that is just intended to delude and another that is intended delude and harm. Isn't it funny that the individuals that run this country are peddling propaganda of the second kind? And these individuals do not belong to any political party, they are constant no matter what political party is in power, and they are doing what they are doing to make themselves more constant than they are, and they are doing so by taking away a respectable narrative from people and also their dignity. What does it matter though, it's a democracy on the paper. The whole game is of numbers, if people are in billions then you can get away with sporadic genocides especially when they are covert. For the common man, it's about food, clothing and shelter, and these three things require money. When there is enough of it, one needs more for security, and the need for security never goes away. I would hopefully finish the novels in my head, but in the meantime I'll keep writing. The first novel was an adventure novel, where a bassist of a rock band meets a group of people who are collecting ancient relics all over the world and are in a race with a corporation. This was the premise of my first novel, which I realised that it's also loosely the premise of the game Assasin's Creed and I didn't know that the story that was brewing in my head since years had been already done. It's anyway about how you tell the story though. And the only thing that has been preventing me from completely dedicating myself to writing my novels is that I want to tell the stories in my head in the best way possible. Unfortunately before I could do that I got acquainted with the bigger picture, realising that it is worthless and no matter how good you write as you would end up selling internet courses, or worst, deluding NPCs who would be then gaslighted with the very thing you wrote to entertain and maybe help them. How is it to be ostracised by one's community? And how is it when that ostracization is done by a bunch of rapists? The biggest fun is being ostracised for nothing in particular, no sin for that matter. I wouldn't know that though, my community is strong and it ostracises for sins, though they are NPCs and there is nothing to be expected from them. When writing starts feeling like a sin, one must know that it's the path of truth and he must also realise that it leads to hell. The age of metaphors has passed though I would have preferred metaphors to what I do now. I prefer however to keep it a mix of bluntness and metaphor. I don't know about other artists, but the age of writers has ended and it is not going to come back. My goal is producing beauty and truth, and if I, due to my suffering, am unable to produce beauty then I would produce truth. This, is the plan I have for myself as a writer. 

Earth Enjoyer, Hellblazer

How is it like to feel the breeze on the skin, how is it to actually fall in love and be able to understand what your beloved is saying and knowing that your beloved understands exactly what you are saying. Life has become quite simple. No need to feel the breeze on your skin, no need to understand or make understand anyone. It's kind of bearable when one thinks that it's God and His great plan. Sadly it's not and suddenly this shit becomes unbearable. There is nothing to be done about it, because there is nothing that can be done about it. Isn't it so simple? All of it? You try to collect and organize your writings, filing them in appropriate locations. The Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa tells you there is nothing to be done about it. Japan was your favourite country in the world, its cultural tenets of honour, shame and respectfulness resonate with you. You understand the cruelty of the Japanese, you understand why these motherfuckers started making cartoons and toys after US nuked them. What does one do after humiliation? Do they have revenge on mind? That's where power comes into play, domination and subjugation is the name of the game. The question arises what will the ones dominated and subjugated, subdued after being overpowered, do when there are role reversals. The fun part here is not about the ones playing the game, the fun part is the dragging of the ones who aren't playing the game and just want to peacefully do their work. Generations perish and with them perishes the thought of getting even. Or does it? It's, unfortunately, all powerplay, and peace was never an option. You see the bullshit for a whole decade and one fine day you get up and put an end to the bullshit. Elephant walks, dogs bark. The US, Japan and Korea are doing in India what India is doing in Africa. You realise that and you realise that 1940s are only 8 times what 2010s were from today. The problem is not retribution though, it's unwarranted assertion of supremacy. They are not good at the game and they can't be because you need to have your boots on the ground for the actual experience. I don't go to the gym, and I don't feel the breeze on my skin and I don't need both because I got boots on the ground. Of course it is needless. I could have been at my farm, farming fruits and vegetables and sleeping in the shade near the flowers on a charpoy, and yet here I'm soothing the massive egoes of idiots who are also incompetent. Japan has Nanking, and it also has geishas. You visit a geisha and after the tea ceremony you put your head on her kimono clad lap and take a nap. The earth is enjoyed by the brave is such a nuanced expression, and you know its nuances and depth. The skin has stopped craving for the breeze like it once did. You are enjoying the earth, and you see the worms that tried to make your life difficult, they need to grow beyond the larvae stage to do something worthwhile. You arrange and file your writings in appropriate locations. They are relics, relics of life of man who walked a hell that was not even his to begin with. Hell is a joke, Dante can suck dick. The eighth circle of hell has me with a bulldozer in it. I will obliterate it. I will burn it down. 

The Man in The Tight Castle

One's got to explore the things they love, as it is the only way to retain beauty in life. There might not be free lunches in life, but the best things in life are free. The reality of existence might be dreary and resistance futile, but there are worlds to explore and create even in the slavery. I'm acquainted with the reality, and the levels of it, but I believe in the power of imagination. The world might be an despotic empire with ability to cap imagination but imagination finds its way. You remember the first time you fell in love? Art is like that. Exposing yourself to it is like first love, again and again. There was a magazine called Vigyan Pragati back in the 90s, and it had a science fiction story in every issue. Can you imagine a hindi science fiction with robots and space travel in the mid 90s? It was there, you just had to be there. It was good science fiction, unlike the Black Mirror science fiction of today. I personally don't even mind a social credit system, if it is followed, but it won't be. Law is just a tool, like morality, like religion. Black Mirror, the TV series, shows methods of storing consciousness and inflicting perpetual torture to it in an infinite loop. I used to think who could be that cruel, and it is now I realise that it's not that uncommon, in fact it is quite common. People are ready to send innocents to an eternal hell just because they induce, jealousy and hatred in them, because of not what is in the person they are sending to hell, but because of what is in them. You see this and you change your stance towards humanity. Philip K. Dick writes science fiction, and he is one of those science fiction writers who was never deluded about the reality of humanity. When suffering becomes a norm, it loses its meaning. Culture turns from something to be loved and cherished to mere programming. The ancient programming of this country has been solid, so solid that it lasts till this day, though in a Black Mirror setup it doesn't matter and everything just boils down to a setup of production and consumption. I'm sure that there is more to know about the world and cultures, but what I know is more than enough, it tells all that I need to know and there is nothing more that is required to know. What I am actually interested in is consciousness, aesthetics, the universe and nature. It is here all the magic lies. I'm sure about the inexistence of a God religions tell it, but I know that God is inside the organism and one can identify Him or Her in themsleves. I have known hell and constant pain and yet I live in perpetual bliss. There is not much that can be done to save cultural aesthetics as production and consumption will ultimately consume it, in fact it already has, much of it. A few however will do the best they can to save the remnants of it. 

Republic of Pajeetland

Writing sometimes tends to get repetitive, as you must have noticed recurring themes in my writing. I want to break free of the repetition though. I have seen what political oppression is and also what political torture and sabotage is. Unfortunately I despite leaving my hometown at the age of six, still got sabotaged by the political setup of my hometown in Purvanchal and my life long memories and experiences of living at different places were conveniently ignored, any place that has ability to access your thoughts is not backward though and I realise that my hometown and home region has been torturing me for majority of my life, for more than twenty years, that's not the kicker though, the kicker is when I realised that decisions on my life are being made by megalomaniacal and genocidal extortionists and rapists, the fun part being that I had been living outside the region since the age of six, I had no business with these motherfuckers, and yet here I am, getting all aspects of my life manipulated, so your hometown or home region walks with you wherever you go in the world. I realised by my example that people do not have personal agency in this country and their lives are planned, manipulated and for the majority, ruined by rapists and extortionists majority of whom are incapable of critical thinking, and they use religion and morality to continuously blackmail and manipulate into doing what they want the people to do. It's basically slavery and it's at a level so deep that it can't be escaped. Despite all that was thrown at me, my reason was intact and that's how I made sense of the things that happened with me. Democracy is a sham in this country, it just gives these rapists more field to play with, I find totalitarian states such as China better than this country, as there the people at least know what they are not supposed to do, the end result in both the cases, in this country as well as totalitarian countries is the same, absolute totalitarianism, only thing good about this country is that it is my land and it has my culture and community. The basic design of this country is basically beating up someone walking on the road because of not liking their face, and this approach is at the level where God should reside. It's a simple method where the rich have let loose criminally insane rapists to do whatever they want to do with people in the name of religion and morality for crowd control so that they can keep accumulating more wealth and sipping their cocktails in peace, kind of understandable when you think in the terms of retention of power. Aren't you seeing absolute lack of class in the current celebrities, these are industry plants of their respective industries, whether they know it or not. One experiences shit and one realises that this country never actually got independence, the power got transferred by the British to local criminals and extortionists. Though I feel I have kind of talked enough about it, and I must talk about my interests and art in my coming posts, and get back to talking about it only when I have a new update. I used to find it funny when I used to read that all art and writing is political until I realised that all existence, not by design of nature but by design of humans who exert power, is political and it extends to even private existence. Identity politics has been rampant in not only this country but the whole world these few years and you can understand why is it so. What are you going to do with end to end encryption on Whatsapp when even your thoughts and feelings are not private, and worse, are accessible to local criminals, extortionists and rapists. I know it sounds schizophrenic, but it's not something that can not be confirmed empirically, and I really hope that you don't have to find out the truth the way I did. 

Dukkha Dimensions

Is life hard? Well for me it has been hard, and I would say exceptionally hard. I was prepared though. Since life was never easy for me, I kind of leaned towards the Buddhist philosophy of "life is suffering" or Dukkha. Turns out it is not, you just have to switch your perspective. I mature and it turns out that life is Dukkha only because of a bunch of greedy sadists and rapists who play six dimensional chess with lives of people in the name of plan or will of God. Turns out Indians can't be trusted in anything, much less designing a proper system of providence and divine justice, even though one ultimately realises that there is nothing divine in the world. I believe in empirical evidences and from what I had seen in this country belief in God was kind of impossible and yet I preserved my beliefs, and still believe in the Samkhya philosophy of Purusha and Prakriti and Divine Mothers, the ones I have chosen to confide in being Chamunda and Saraswati. I maintain my stand of atheism politically though because I believe in keeping faith personal and I believe that's how the world should be, faith being a personal thing. Though these hefty philosophies don't really work when we live in a situation where sand mafia type individuals and local contractors and habitual rapists and extortionists have access to minds of intellectuals like doctors, writers, scientists, art professors and philosophers. Purvanchal is such a place. And why even Purvanchal, this whole country is kind of the same. I have seen Universities employing professors and the owners of those universities lacking in absolute basic manners. And anyway in the past decade people have realised that education in a formal setting matters shit and only the degrees do that too for getting jobs. Jugaad mindset in this country is considered cool, it's actually not except in the rare case of innovation in the face of scarcity. The "jugaad" mindset other than the exceptional case I have mentioned is just reflective of the opportunism of people of this country, which basically means willingness to throw other people under the bus for personal gain. You have social media and the internet, and if you are observant, by now you must've realised that Indians have ultimately zeroed in on to the things that matter the most, sex and money, and it's not out of nowhere, it's because the big daddies zeroed in on to them first. When USA dropped atomic bombs in Japan, the elders and the old volunteered to go and work in the radioactive zones just to save the young people from radiation. I can't see such a thing happening in this country especially now when people have realised it's all about throwing your hanky on the bus seat first, in any setting. Don't take me as too negative as I know it's not all bad, but I also know that it is going to be. I have seen what this country was two decades ago, and it was beautiful, except of course for those for whom it wasn't and those would be the lower classes and the people getting extorted by criminals, but at least the general narrative was good and life was slow and peaceful. The country has clearly been divided like train compartments with first class, second class, third class and fourth class and those who make the move from lower compartments to higher ones only do it in the form of house negroes. The problem is not the permanent stratification, the problem is the needless rape, exploitation, extortion and manipulation of people from the third and fourth compartments and sometimes even the second compartment. Did I say, needless? Yes, and trust me when I say that, I know what I'm talking about. To make it clear and to end this post I would just remind you, animals only fuck and kill out of need, it's only humans that are capable of fucking and killing for fun.

Adaptation and Living

One of the most beautiful things to realise in this life that flowers don't stop having fragrance if someone plucks and crushes them. Though there is also the realisation that probably they might in the later time, like you see the adaptations of different plants, cactus having thorns, venus flytrap trapping live pray. Ultimately it's about adaptation, and how you adapt. Probably adapt like a rose? Have thorns and yet have the beauty and fragrance? It's about channelizing too, channelize your negative emotions in a positive way, find out the origin of your negative emotions and beliefs. If you have hatred for something, find out the reason for it, assess it under a standard moral and ethical framework and scientific and empirical evidences. That's how you evolve without losing the beauty in you. You remain in this country for long and you realise that a quite large number of people in this country are corrupt and hypocritical idiots whose one and only goal is self-preservation which is not wrong until you realise that it is self-preservation at the expense of others. Some people, like me, are blessed with a good family and community, a large number of good, helpless and innocent people in this country are not and they have to adapt to the ugliness of this country, and in a quite ugly way. These, what can be call as maladaptations if compared with standard moral and ethical frameworks, could have been prevented by education, information and ability to handle social pressure and injustices, but then access to these things too are controlled and so we see perfectly good people turning into ugly monsters. If not for the widespread delusions and hypocrisy this country, as I have seen in my lifetime, is quite an ugly one. The government, religious, political and media propaganda only lasts until one becomes capable to think on one's own and becomes able to make sense of the things that he sees around him. At the highest level, as I have seen in the past decade, this country, or if not this country then at least the region I hail from functions on revenge for slights to ego, real or imaginary, and I find it quite funny for a region and country which is so underdeveloped and lacking in basic civic sense, but whatever floats the boat of individuals who control the population. The best approach is to adapt and not maladapt and making efforts to strengthen yourself as much as it is possible in all domains. My personal approach is to adapt in such a way that it doesn't affect or harms others as much as possible. You can be like a rose, beautiful, fragrant and yet have thorns, you can be like a lotus, retaining your beauty in the muck, or you can be like a venus flytrap, catching live prey, choice is yours. 

Literature, Art and Content

There are writers that are important to me. There is Chekhov based on whose life I wanted to be a physician-writer, then there is Kafka and there is Lovecraft. There are other writers who have been important in my life, one of them be JK Rowling, more would be Arthur Conan Doyle, Philip K. Dick and George Orwell. Then there are comic book writers like Frank Miller and Alan Moore. When I wanted to write transgressive fiction I took inspiration from Chuck Palahniuk. Taking inspirations from writers helped me, and I must say, immensely. But the age of writers, actual writers, has ended. What we have today, are propagandists. I wanted to be a writer and not propagandist, so it is the end for me as a writer. Though I will keep my blogs alive just because I love writing. Writer's create characters. Conan Doyle created Sherlock Holmes, Rowling created Severus Snape, Alan Moore created Constantine and so a lot of writers have created characters that we know and love. Writers also create settings and atmosphere. Like Rowling created the warm atmosphere of Hogwarts, Conan Doyle created Victorian era London and Lovecraft created a nihilistic yet mesmerizing world with the Great Old Ones. In Kafka's world, there was an invisible bureaucracy that made life for his characters difficult and you grow up and realise, that it is in fact true. Both Chekhov and Kafka died of tuberculosis and quite young. Conan Doyle, with all the scientific accumen Sherlock Holmes had, later started believing in spirits and afterlife. Orwell wrote 1984 in 1949, and looking at the world of today that was one hell of a prophetic writing, if at all it was actually fiction. Characters like Constantine excite me, but what excites me more is the comparision between aesthetics of books of Rudyard Kipling and the depression of stories by Mulk Raj Anand. History is a fun little subject. In the end however there is ofcourse the great unknown, but then there is the great known too, if only it could be confirmed, the great known. Life was slow and peaceful just two decades back. It's not anymore. Books have become useless because once you read quite a few of them, you realise that they are nothing but subjective experiences and opinions, and sometimes empiricism. It makes no difference to people who read and write though, because it is a habit to them and of course a pleasure. 

NIMHANS

It was 2013 and I was still studying in graduation. I wanted to be a psychiatrist. I didn't do it because I changed my stream to physiology which was one of the other subjects that I loved, but of course studying psychiatry after I completed my study of physiology was always in the options and so I continued to study it. The reason? I wanted to help people with mental health issues, and finally I end up realising that mental health and psychiatry itself is a scam and it's all just basically political oppression, though pain and suffering of mental health issues aka political oppression is quite real and can get pretty worse and unbearable and the worst thing of all is that it is very subjective. The fun part is that the reality is such that you'd look crazy of you talk about it, and it's by design, if you are logical, you'd realise why. I have realised that there is no particular reason for which the sufferers are chosen, you can guess, what sin might have been committed by an uneducated village lady who gets possessed by "Devi"? There is no "Devi" possesion outside this country, though ghost possessions are common. Your mental health in this country is dependent on not how you are as a person, how you conduct your life, how moral you are, not on any of these things, but it depends on what caste you are, how do you look and other whimsical shit that the assholes who control the minds of people in this country can imagine. Let me remind you, this is 2025, the year we thought we would have flying cars and bases on other planets. To make the matter simpler for you to understand, your mental health depends on whims of criminals and rapists employed by rich of this country, and so do your future and educational and career prospects, and the problem with the rich and powerful is that even if it's their fault, you are going to pay, these motherfuckers do not have a sense of humour and that shows their pedigree. To be frank I had no business in any of this. I just wanted to chill with some friends, drink some beers with them and discuss pop culture and philosophy, but the situation is such that after college, each cigarette I smoke feels like sin, which of course I realise is the approach of the location where my base is located, that is Purvanchal, but I know enough about Puravnchal now to deduce things, it's the same region where an arts professor from BHU is made cray, because she probably dared to study surrealism, these motherfuckers believe in absolute totalitarianism to the point that they micromanage personal lives of people. I have realised that these individuals do not have class and are rapists and criminals, and it's unfortunate that lives, minds and bodies of men and women way better than them is in their access and control. These individuals couldn't even judge whether I believe in God or not, and that too after having full access to my mind. The fun part, I quietly accepted whatever shit that was thrown my way for the respect of authority, for the love of my region, but frankly it never stops, these are criminals and it's not really hell, they would torture you to infinity while you would think that it is a mental health issue, it is a pattern of Purvanchal and Bihar to make people from the region get exploited and humiliated by individuals from other regions, and frankly I don't know the reason for it but it is what normally happens. The best part is that the control that you are in, though not completely, but enough to make sense of what has actually happened, can be overridden, and this finally revealed to me that it is infact politics and technology, and it is specifically technology of slavery and exploitation, trust me I know it. You can't trust what you feel and so I would suggest you intentionally live by a code of conduct. Isn't it funny, that we live in a world where we can't even trust what we feel? A practical suggestion, try to double check your thoughts by intentionally imagining what you'd do in any particular situation, and it would give you your authentic answer. It's a technological bug, which I'm sure would be fixed in some years.

Research and Analysis Ling

I'm not a very political person, in fact my only political opinion is that people should do their work diligently, be physically and mentally healthy and chill with their family and friends but I have finally realised that it is a big ask in this country. You are living in this country so you got to navigate individually tailored conspiracies about your personal life, and deal with the propaganda that the machine constantly peddles. To what effect, I don't know. India doesn't really have an intelligence establishment, as controlling people like robots and very literally, is not something I would call intelligence. This "intelligence" is subservient to the wannabe feudal lords. I mean they are wannabes because of course they were sucking up to the British when they were there and exploiting their own people. The situation is hilarious, the judiciary is corrupt, good people fear getting involved with the police and one realises that there is no possibility of justice for common man. In what kind of society does it happen? Guess? In a society where criminals are in control. It's a criminal syndicate that actually governs this country and I have seen it and I know that it is an axis of religion, politics, industry. The present trend is that there is a covert genocide of intellectuals that is going on (don't ask me how), and the media of the country is specifically being tailored to make people dumb and opportunistic. This shit is systematic, and I wouldn't say it it's to exert complete totalitarian control over people, because it's been already done a long back, now just they are indulging in exploitation, rape and genocide for the kicks of it. What would you say about a country where rapists and extortionists have access to minds of psychiatrists? I mean to any logical person a psychiatrist is higher in hierarchy than a local rapist and extortionist, isn't it? Not in this country though. India has been a cucked country since the mediaeval times, just like Persia. I mean if we consider the level of cuckoldness India would be just behind Persia, but then Persian geographical situation was such that it had to suffer direct Muslim conquests. Almost all the Muslim conquests of India has been of Central Asian descent, for India specifically the attacks were not majorly from Arabs, but from converted Muslims of Central Asian descent, the blood brothers of same Uyghur Muslims that China is "re-educating" at present. The bastards ruling over Indians at present are demonic but just for helpless Indian people who they are raping, torturing and exploiting at an industrial scale, otherwise these motherfuckers are not only corrupt but also cucked. A decade back I had the same political approach as other people in this country, BJP vs Congress and respecting the President and Prime Minister, no matter to which party they belonged until I realised that in this country President and Prime Ministers start at the village level and regional level, which of course are the local rapists and extortionists of the region. Like all things in this country, India only exists on paper, these motherfuckers have sold the country and the people in it to Muslims, Whites and their corporations, which is a shame because Indian constitution is a beautiful document. These motherfuckers are only good at one thing, conspiring against helpless and innocent people, which I realise that they are doing pretty well. Indigenous Indian media is dead, and of course this is why you don't see Indian comics, cartoons, and media for children. They are starting young, they always have. Now kids are growing up on anime and Marvel and DC because of course American and Japanese media corporations are paying these motherfuckers. They killed the indigenous creativity and narrative, though I don't mind kids these days watching American superheros and Japanese anime, at least it has some inherent quality to it, compared to present day Indian media. 

Sabka Saath Sabka Jhakaas

The culture could have been preserved, and yet it is getting extinct. The real country and its culture is accomodating like "vivaah gaaris" like "gadi lele ghoda lele, lele Hero Honda" accomodate Hero Honda. There are region specific traditions that are getting extinct, and they are not getting extinct because people are forsaking them, no one, no self-respecting man or woman deserts their culture intentionally. People are being forced to leave their culture behind, and earlier I was not sure of it but now I know that it is because it furnishes them with dignity and the motherfuckers who are in control want to deprive them of dignity; at present people are being humiliated for the very thing that afforded them dignity once, their true culture, and the true culture is being replaced by a crude mongrel culture that mimics the regional culture but is devoid of aesthetics and finer sensibilities that the culture once had. Traditions are getting lost because one, people are getting disillusioned because of demonic exploitation and two, survival is too much of a concern to carry the extra weight of traditions too. I have realised that the ones who literally own your mind and body without any legal document to show for it are the same assholes who raped lower class women in the fields and yet prevented them from fetching water from the well because they were "impure". These motherfuckers own you body and mind in this country, and their daddies have disconnected themselves from the roots and have hanged themselves from the balls of Muslims and Westerners and are their coolies while their kids watch Fight Club, The Sopranos and attend Coldplay concerts. It's a cyberpunk setup but in the most pathetic way possible. The scale at which exploitation is taking place is quite unfathomable and in this country it is coupled with a pathos. These pizza eating, diet coke drinking motherfuckers are depriving people of basic dignity and a respectable narrative. Remember Ashok Chakradhar's Holi poetry? Remember when middle class kids had Chacha Chaudhary and Sabu? You can't have shit like that anymore. To give you some comfort, narrative has always been stratified in this country, Delhi Press a press responsible for magazines like Champak, Grihshobha and Sarita which used to print idealistic bullshit in Sarita, was also responsible for Saras Salil, a masala magazine with obscene content specifically for blue collared workers. I have already told you, it's not God. God was never in the picture unless you consider pizza eating diet coke drinking motherfuckers who deprive people from buying and eating pizza with their own money, as God. You can deduce the history of this country now, while Gandhi ji was walking half naked in the whole of country for its freedom, power was silently transferred to the assholes who hanged by the balls of the British and who employed local gangsters and extortionists for crowd control. Isn't this shit too simple for a country like India which has so deep and nuanced philosophies? In the end it is intimidation and blackmail, that's what this country is running on, threat of humiliation and life of loved ones or losing what you already have, and blackmail for the things that you did when your impulses bypassed your code of conduct. You know what the real problem is, they are destroying aesthetics in general, but the arrangement is such that aesthetic can be controlled at an individual level, and that means you can be in Dharavi and yet you can feel that it's beautiful, and I'm not talking about an authentic experience, i'm talking about a very artificial and curated experience. It's none of my business though. I personally have a very Bear Grylls approach to life, I prefer authenticity and I perfer nature but I have realised that nothing is authentic and it hasn't been since very long now. As an Indian it was particularly disappointing to realise that it's not Yamraj killing people in this country, but rapists and extortionists employed by diet coke drinking motherfuckers. 

Empire Earth Demo

How would it be to live with sentient and empathetic androids. The truth is that you are living with them. Culture is the programming and yet the reality. In fact it would have been infinitely better if culture wasn't programming but a reality but it is reality only for those who are born in it and not for the ones who see it as programming to program people. The problem with today is that the sentient and empathetic androids are not empathetic enough anymore. Love, pain and fear is what makes us human, and unfortunately it is what makes us slaves too. Are we connected to a hive mind? We definitely are, and how would you feel if I tell you that the guy in rags, masturbating looking at women at the metro station is connected to the same hive mind that you are. To offer you some solace I must remind you that you are the breathing the same air that he is, and to make it even better I must tell you that he is not the problem, the problem is much bigger than that. You know what the problem with India is? I'll tell you. The individuals who scoop eyes of young boys with a spoon to make them beg on the signals, and who rape little girls to groom them to become prostitutes are gods here. They literally are God. I have seen too much, and I must tell you from what I have seen if there at all was God, I would have seen Him too, and if He existed, he would have saved me, but he didn't and I had to save myself. I'm not angry at God. Yes I was, when I was eighteen. Now, I'm not because I now know that the only God that exists is inside you and in your faith and I want to be so wrong about this but I know that I'm not. What is outside is an empire that deceives you, making you believe that slavery has been abolished, while the truth is that humanity is now more ensalved than it ever was and I am not talking in metaphorical terms, I'm talking literally. You are an organic android, self-aware or not, that depends on you. India is a special hellhole because, and I'm not going to mince words, those who control it are coolies of Muslims and Whites. How does it feel to be literal slaves of coolies? Not good from my experience. Wishing for a rule of law and a little bit of cleanliness and wanting to discuss pop culture and philosophy with friends is rebellion? Probably it is. But the reality is way worse and cheap than this. So cheap that you probably wouldn't be able to handle it. 

Write Concepts #6

It's been more than fifteen years since I'm writing and to be honest I have lost the plot. AI can write better than me, and in a post truth world writing doesn't really matter. I was into writing fiction even though I still do it, I find no value in writing fiction in a world like we have today and only thing it does is that it gets the stories I have in my head, out. I have been thinking lately, to use my writing to do things that I really want to do and one of them is preserving the cultures, vibes and linguistics I love. To be truthful, it is unimaginably hard amidst the current political oppression and given the reality of situation in this country it achieves nothing except giving me the satisfaction of trying to do my bit but I guess that much is enough for me. Hindi linguistic aesthetics have been decimated and if you know Hindi and want to know what I'm talking about, listen to the song "Sooraj Mukhi" by Bhupinder Singh. I want to work for Hindi linguistic aesthetics but oppression has taken away my ability plus survival is too much of a concern to gather time to devote to this pursuit, but then I can handle it as one of my side hustles. I grew up only to realise that everything is politics including private existence and religion, and I was not ready for it, but I'm just glad that I was enlightened enough to realise it, the majority is still sleeping and unintentionally playing or, to put it more clearly, are being made to play ego based games, which I frankly was never interested in playing. I have been doing small writing projects on Tumblr and I have a bit bigger projects to in the form of ideas for novels, which at present have increased to four novels, and there is one Sherlock Holmes style series dealing with psychiatric investigations and sometimes what is seen as occult with two psychiatrists as protagonists. The issue is that I know that I have the ability to handle it but I also know that the oppression would not allow me to express that ability, still I would try to complete what I started, and put it on my blogs and probably my Wattpad too even if it turns out to be substandard because at present it is just about getting the ideas out of my head and on paper, and I have, now since a considerable length of time, realised that all of this is futile, though what I write has the potential of saving lives and if not that at least it prevents people from dying deluded about the world; it's basically about telling the good people that it's not their fault, it never was. It's truth and love against power, money and sex which due to absolute, irreversible and unchecked power dynamic has taken the form of totalitarianism, exploitation and rape. I started seeking truth in around twelve years ago and it was around same time I started to expose myself to hardships and extremes and ugliness of society, the motive behind doing all this was that I thought that it would be ultimately good for my writing, and here I am jacking off with my less than average writing skills while AI writes better than me. Though I learnt important lessons doing what I did to myself, and one of them was the realisation that exposing yourself to hardships is the stupidest thing you can do as life, by design, and not by the design of God but politics, is hard and it gets progressively hard as time passes for everyone except the ones chosen by the politics, which would be the majority of people while the politics hangs the carrot of hope of a better future in front of them balancing it with threat of pain, perishing and social humiliation while the ones chosen and the ones who chose them, freely torture, exploit and rape them. I don't write to ease myself or vent myself, I'm way past that stage, I write, well, because I write and I'll probably keep writing because even though it doesn't matter in front of the real picture and actual truth, it has potential to do some good and if I can do it why not? If you want actual clarity about life, know that only two things that actually matter are truth and love, and if you don't want it, you already know that it's power, money and sex, it's not as simple but I would excuse myself of trouble of explaining this shit. 

Comic Book Movies Talk

I love superhero movies, and I wish they were made in India, but that seems like a far-fetched possibility. My love for superhero movies stems from my love for comic books and I still love to read and collect comic books. Superhero movies and TV series are the only movies and TV series I watch anymore, and though I'm not an actual fan of western media, since I realised that in this country there is a tiered system that deprives people of western media and literature and makes it a big deal when it is just supposed to be entertainment and literature, but I make it an exception in case of comic books and superhero movies because superheroes are universal symbols, and I'm not sure about today but in the past they were written by good people. My favourite superheroes are Batman, of course, and The Punisher. DC has been, and Marvel right now have been a shitshow but I am hoping that they improve, and the trailer of Superman seems promising so things actually look promising for DC. As far as Marvel goes, things are dull at the moment, but then there is Avengers Doomsday and Secret Wars in pipeline and one can hope. I'm watching Daredevil Born Again at present and the show isn't that exciting as I was excited for it till now, but I hope that it improves. I'm not really excited for any future Marvel projects except the Avengers movies, and upcoming Midnight Sons movie and Punisher special. I heard the news that Defenders are going to be in Daredevil Born Again Season 2 and that kind of excited me. It would really be exciting if there is Daredevil in Spiderman 4 and Iron Fist in Shang Chi 2, I hope to see Bullseye from Daredevil in Hawkeye too. DC has been rebooted and I hope that the reboot is good. Well, I know a grown man of 35 years sounds strange talking about superheroes, but trust me I have had enough experience to know that superhero movies and American professional wrestling are the only authentic entertainment that there is. If you don't understand what I'm saying you got to wait for two decades and you'd understand what I'm saying. 

Relationships in The Ancient Civilization

Choosing right people in life is really important. We can't choose our family and relatives but we can definitely choose other people in our lives. I have had experiences with relationships and I only have a few people in my inner circle, the rest of relationships are mutually beneficial acquaintances. I think that's the best way to live life especially in a exploitative setup like this country. I have learnt from trees in this regard. Trees provide you incentives to propagate them. They give you fruits, which you eat and then you throw away the seeds, propagating them further. That's how my relationships other than my inner circle are, symbiotic relationship with clear boundaries, I don't put my nose in your life and I don't allow you to put your nose in my life while we mutually benefit from each other. I think most people who have matured use this approach with relationships. For inner circle, however, boundaries are open if they are deserving and it is here it is important to select right people in your inner circle, and I would say it is infinitely better to be alone then to have idiots and jealous assholes in your inner circle. In fact they should be cut off and kept far far away from your personal life. I like having fun and I don't like useless drama. I like to have friends with whom I can talk my mind and chill without a worry. It's great to have friends who complete your sentences, but everyone, especially in the current political setup of this country, is not that lucky. The current political situation of this country, or at least I can say of my region, is that we are living in an undeclared curfew, and friendships can end on the whims of the assholes who are in, and who control, this political setup. The truth is that these motherfuckers know everything about your friends and family and yet keep you distanced from your family and emotionally deprived. It's a method of deprivation which fulfills two things, one, the sadism of the assholes in control and two, deprived people are weak and easy to manipulate. I love my culture, and it is factually one of the most beautiful cultures in this country, but unfortunately it is controlled by incompetent criminals, rapists and extortionists, and until the past decade I didn't know that incest was so common in my region, it came as shock for me, I had heard about other regions but to accept this truth for my region was hard. But since I have special interest in psychiatry I'm privy to such information. These bastards exploit people on the basis of religion, morality, social conventions and traditions while following none themselves and then make people (how? That's a whole different conversation altogether) commit incest and then blackmail and torture their souls forever. It's a tribal kind of setup, in which "raping women in front of family members" goes as a form of intimidation. And you can understand that ultimate loss in this kind of setup is of women. I know my culture and I know that this is not it, but I have finally realised that this is the culture of the assholes who control it. It is shameful and I actively stopped interacting with other cultures after revelation of this knowledge about my culture. Families are being broken, people isolated, made to feel alone and lonely so that they can be used as pawns and cannon fodder in a greater social game. I don't know if this is the truth of whole of the country, but it surely is the truth of my region, Purvanchal. It's unfortunate, but all one can do is try to hold on to their relationships for as long as one can. Knowing the setup, it doesn't seem improbable anymore that these motherfuckers are breaking families to sell more soaps.