Rashtriya Saksharta Mission

I have had the privilege to see the actual reality of this nation and by association the world. It has been tremendous. It’s not very promising or inspiring but it is what it is. I always wated to know the truth and then I came the truth. Though I wanted to know the actual truth and chanced upon the political truth of this nation and the world. The political truth is the actual truth, and it was hard for me to accept because I know that it is not true but power is such a thing it can replace the truths. I have been lucky enough to come across the actual truth and political truth both and finally realised that people are basically slaves who can’t even think a single thought for themselves and feel a single feeling for themselves. It’s a setup of absolute totalitarianism but I was glad to realise that it is not God but technology and politics. The keywords here are exploitation, sadism, rape and power trips. Some people think that it is their right to do these things to people and it is these kinds of individuals who are actually in power, they think they are entitled to exploit, torture and rape people. It was disappointing for me to realise that God doesn’t exist, but then it is one truth majority of people know subconsciously. The truth is power dynamic, and the reality is that the absoluteness of upper hand in power dynamic has been achieved rendering the people who are not in this arrangement slaves and sentient automatons being run on artificial neurological impulses which include one’s thoughts, feelings, sensations and even impulses of motor functions. The silver lining in all of this is that your real self exists, though for majority of people it is hard to find, it takes effort, but it could be found and once you realise the control over yourself, your mind, like your body rejects foreign bodies, rejects external influences. Realisation of the truth is a beautiful thing. I have seen extreme pain in my life and finally realising the truth has been great and liberating. It finally allowed me to discard the socio-political bullshit and focus on things that really matter. I love stories, I love nature, and I love the universe, and I have interest in researching and finding out new things, so I focused my interest on these things. I finally realised that nothing actually matters in this world except family and money, and in that order, and all relationships in this country, I do not know about other countries, are artificial and it’s not actually the fault of the people. I realised that the best method to cultivate relationships in this country is in the manner of formal mutualism, and if the relationship dynamic is not such it’s better to do away with that sort of relationship if possible. 

Minority Report

I mean you grow up and you start having local thoughts when there are so many things to pay attention to other than local politics. I personally like to focus on nature. Nature is beautiful and it is within reach. I am deeply interested in the mysteries of universe too, but the problem with universe is that it needs to be explored and that needs resources, also the realisation of the politics of the Earth and the realisation that everyone is a slave has made my interest in space redundant. What’s the point in exploration of space when people are permanently enslaved. Hedonism is the only answer, but then some people are bogged down by family values which on seeing the greater picture of this nation and the world are redundant. One can turn to esoterism in such times, but the problem is the slavery is so absolute that esoterism doesn’t really help, and when supernatural too helps only the corrupt one must realise that it is in fact a science. There are no real miracles for the poor and if there are they are actually conspiracies. I learnt it the hard way and that’s why I write so that the other people can learn it the easy way. I have realised that the standard scientific method is not the only way to see science, this scientific method evolved over time, mostly in the 20^th century and became a soulless and mathematical pursuit of science. Truth is that science can have soul, and it had, in ancient India and up until 19^th century Europe. It’s funny that people can be persecuted for studying science in the 21st century and no one would have believed this shit if someone had said that in the 90s, but we are living that reality. Surrounded by technology, people are getting persecuted for free speech (which is particularly funny because free speech is allowed legally) and for studying science. I like reading and I like studying science, but I’m done with the standard scientific method though I haven’t yet rejected it but recently I have decided to see science from other perspectives than the standard scientific method too. I have the literature and I have the time because I have cut myself from useless pursuits and whatever I find is going to be public domain, because I have the realised that the actual nature of the world is to exploit from people but making them pay and so I would like to have my knowledge and experience to be public domain and open access as it anyway would be exploited and reach the very individuals who don’t deserve it, so why not the other people, the common folk. It’s just baffling to realise how much pain and torture can be inflicted on human souls and it is even more baffling to realise that it’s not god’s will but politics which is especially funny when we consider that visible politics of the world feigns public welfare while the truth is that nothing has changed since the medieval days, not a thing, if anything slavery has gone deeper and has become inescapable.

Kundali Bhagya

Reality is tremendous. Is there a particular method to perceive it? Yes, and fortunately I was able to find it out. I realised that only things that could give you the most genuine pleasure without taking anything away from you are the nature and the universe. These are the most primordial methods of achieving peace, and anything else are just needs, wants and desires. I'll give you an exercise, imagine you are alone on the earth with all its flaura and fauna, live like that, because the absolute truth is not more different from this, you are in fact alone you feel it but you don't realise it because you are prevented from realising it. After this comes the political truth, the politics of this nation, and probably the world, ensures that we remain alone despite having a family, relationships, community and friends. The major game is of manipulation of relationships and there is a whole army dedicated to it. It's the same as it was during the British, divide and rule, you remain divided and so you can't grow and the truth is that there is not much that can be done about it, so the major focus should be on having fun till you are on this planet. One sentence: Cut the crap. Purge your life of needless bullshit and focus on becoming peaceful and having fun and on earning money, because it is money that would fulfill your materialistic needs, wants and desires. Money is the sole truth of this world, though your personal truth can be different and you can prioritize happiness while acknowledging that money is only truth of the world. The political truth is thus: you have a family history and a personal history and unfortunately it is not immune to manipulation, in real-time and in retrospect. When you realise this truth you realise the truth of this nation, it's a bunch of families that own and run this nation and democracy is a scam, and they employ lower class rapists for crowd control especially for the middle class as the lower class crminals would have genuine jealousy and hatred of the middle class. The middle class is the toughest class to be in, because the rich don't follow any rules and the poor can't follow any rules because the exploitation is so much so the only class that follows rules is the middle class. You have to know that you have a unique ID in the world, just like AADHAAR, and in the present world you can't really reinvent or start anew, also, there is no off the grid. Redemption is a thing of past and it is not required too because we are governed by a criminal syndicate and morality and law are just blueprints on the basis of which people are exploited. The most important thing is to find the real you in yourself, because until you do that, you'd be exploited because it is basically an exploitative setup and it's mathematical in a way that people who are good and obedient are flushed off first. Obedience and respect are not required, though it is made to look like they are, and my personal opinion is that obedience and respect are necessary qualities in a human being, but this setup works on Pavlovian principles that controls you with pleasure and pain, and hijacks your individuality. I had thought that might be there is some grand plan behind it, some religion related thing like some bhagya or kundali or something, but I finally realised that it's not the case, it's just the whims of those in power, your kundali is decided by whims of those in power and all the bullshit of bhagya and karma is made up just to waste your time. So, the bottomline is, earn money and have fun, and have faith in God, not because he exists, but because faith empowers and because it is politically correct. 

47 Ronins

The one thing to remember is to be kind to people, you don't know what they are going through, the downside of it is that we end up being kind to absolute assholes too, but that a compromise worth making so that you don't hurt or trouble an innocent. There is no end to the pain that can be inflicted on a human soul, but the good news is that it can take it and it can survive it. I have learnt that vengeance is necessary, I did not believe in revengefulness but if there is one thing that this country has taught me, is that vengeance is absolutely necessary, what is required along with it, and I would say absolutely required, is judiciousness, so that you don't hurt anyone innocent and you can deliver right amount of punishment for those it is required. We live in a reality in this country in which there is no need to mess with anyone, at any plane, even psychologically. Those who protest for their rights are idiots, in reality there are no rights just illusions. There is no need to giving back to the society, because the reality we have been living in, there is no higher purpose, even if the books and literature we read tell otherwise. One thing that can be done is helping those who ask us for help, and that too given your situation and ability. We can't change our basic inclination, and my basic inclination is towards justice, I got fooled for long thinking that it's revengefulness but I finally realised that it is justice and justice needs to be served, even though there remains no scope in this nation for it to happen. This country is akin to a Persian carpet under which there is dirt and garbage, but I have some goals that I would work towards as long as I'm alive. My basics are clear and they have been for long. Even at psychological plane, this country is filled with rabid dogs, the same kind who drive SUVs in NCR and are entitled enough to pick fights to normal people minding their business on the road for no actual reason. This shit is not civilized but then this is what the reality is. I'm a kind of person that truly believes in Indian philosophies, culture (the real one!) and constitution though none of that exists anymore and I guess since very long, but the facade is such that it looks like it does, and this is what makes this arrangement much more repulsive. Those who get their souls tortured for no reason deserve retribution, unfortunately history of the world tells that it doesn't really happen and people would realise why when the veil of the delusion of 21st century lifts from their eyes. It's mediaeval and it's always been mediaeval, and like mediaeval samurais you got to avenge the death of your master. I will get my vengeance, in some way or the other, not because I'm revengeful, on the contrary I'm very peaceful and absolutely in peace, I'll get it because it is just and judicious and I'll get it because it is necessary. I'm benevolent and you should be too, that's the only way we can give back to the society in present times. 

Pavlov's God

Can you live the slow life intentionally? Probably. But the thing is if you have to conciously choose to live a slow life, it is not really a slow life. Slow life was what people had in the 90s. I remember my parents going to the market and me and my brother putting mosquitoes fallen due to the effect of mosquito mats and putting them in the lamp. That was a fun little time of living completely in the present. I have had psychological trauma, though nothing that could stop me from pursuing my goals and I realised that the first step in dealing with psychological trauma is acknowledging it. Though childhood psychological trauma is difficult to deal with as children are not equipped to deal with it especially if parents are ignorant which in India most of them are. You grow up and you realise that there are as many versionns of psychology as there are people on the planet, though I personally believe in scientific psychology, but unfortunately it had been made to look like a pseudoscience. Psychology is a hard science though the in the current setup of the world it looks like a blur because the lines between reality and fiction have been made to get blurred. I believe in therepeutic psychology because of course I’m a doctor, but it was absolutely disappointing to see this country and probably the world, being administrated on the basis of Pavlovian psychology. I don’t know about the greater nation but Purvanchal is administrated based on oversimplified reward and punishment and oversimplified favour and revenge setup, as much as I have seen this country I think it is true for greater nation as well. Internet, and memes have significantly increased the ability of younger generations to identify patterns, which is lacking in the generation that the younger generation refers to as the boomers, it is this reason common Gen Z are way more practical than common boomers who still rely on God because they have realised the truth even if subconsciously. God doesn’t exist in this country. It’s criminals. I learnt it the hard way, without doing anything to deserve that and that’s why I make it a point to explicitly mention it in my writings. Though that doesn’t mean that people shouldn’t have faith. I’m an atheist politically and I know for certain that God, at least as told by religious scriptures, doesn’t exist and it is actually irresponsible sadistic criminals and genocidal rapists and extortionists sitting at his place in this country, but I know that God exists in a person’s faith. You can manifest God through sheer will and faith and although he can’t save you while you are getting raped he can empower you to fight back and bear the aftermath. Belief in God is good for mental health and since you can manifest him or her within you, it is as good as real. I have faith. I have faith in a Paramatma or Supreme Soul and I believe that if he exists he might be at least as intelligent as me and I have chosen my deities that I meditate upon, chosen deities and especially idols is important if you are Hindu because of the Islamic conquests that have happened to your land. The current truth of this country is money and sex, which due to the imbalance in power dynamic is manifesting itself as exploitation and rape, but then there is not much that can be done about it because this demonic arrangement devoid of any faith is concealed behind a divine façade. I can’t live a slow life practically but deep inside I’m living it, and I’m watching how this country is unfolding. The absolute truth is power and edge in knowledge and technology and the individuals who have an absolute edge are kind of individuals who send totally innocent people to eternal hell just because they feel like it, for no actual reason. Of course it is misuse of power, but then I hadn’t really expected judicious  King Solomons in this country at all. To make you abundantly clear, it’s Jungle Raj of 80s and 90s Bihar going on in this nation, just at a psychological plane, and thanks to the internet you can see the symptoms in real-time. 

Banana Town

The ability to imagine is the most beautiful thing and when that is snatched from you it’s one of the biggest losses that you can incur. We, however, are talking about an entity that snatches basic cognitive functions and basic things like memory, so crying about imagination is a long shot. I guess I have cracked the code and that’s why I’m peaceful. All you got to have is money and money is a hard thing to come by for lesser mortals. Hard work just doesn’t cut it anymore. Anything I write about has a basis in the right of a human being to be able to earn money through hard work, feed his family and then chill in his house or a garden. This is basic, and yet it is a hard thing to do and for many almost impossible. When God is corrupt there is not much can be done, except trying of course, one should always try and keep trying. I mean stratifying the society based on their cognitive functions, seems okay as cognitive functions directly translate into abilities but then this shit is deeper than this. Cognitive functions are allotted, and if someone is genetically blessed with better cognitive functions, they are capped. Not only this people’s abilities are consistently sabotaged. A lot of what I say these days sounds like conspiracy theories and crazy talk but then I just write to document my experiences for posterity, and I and my scientifically inclined mind have taken enough time to become sure of what I’m talking about. I didn’t want to be the first person to break it to the world, or in more accurate terms, the lesser world, but guess one can’t really change their fate, and which make me suspect that there might be after all, a cosmic entity greater than this corrupt political providence we live under. I have gone through some shit, and I realise that if what happened to me can happen to a person like me who just believed in doing his work, reading books and chilling with his friends, no one is safe. The ones who control the lives of people in this country are like mad dogs biting anyone they come across and by biting, I mean, exploiting, humiliating, raping and murdering and it goes unnoticed as an act of God. It was sad for me to realise that whatever happens to people and families in this country is not God’s will but the will of the rich who have sealed themselves in positions of power forever, though that forever only lasts until the sun explodes, still, it’s a long-long time. The setup is like this you can lose all access to your body and mind and still you would be held responsible for the things “you” did during the period you had no control over your mind and body. Basically, you’d be held accountable for things you didn’t even do. It’s framing at a level where resistance is not even possible, the least you can do is save your true self but before that you’d need to find it, which is again a hard thing to do in a setup like this. I like writing fiction, but I find it difficult to write it because of the poverty of imagination that I have in the present and if I decide to write it I must do it by instinct. Instinct works well sometimes but it gets difficult if you are planning to write a bigger body of work, like a novel. Though the realisation of the actual political setup of this country has made writing kind of redundant for me.

Crazy Talk?

Let's start with listing the districts of Purvanchal: Varanasi, Gorakhpur, Azamgarh, Mau, Ballia, Deoria, Kushinagar, Maharajganj, Ghazipur, Jaunpur, Chandauli, Mirzapur, Bhadohi, Sant Kabir Nagar, Siddharthnagar, Basti, Ambedkar Nagar, Sultanpur, Prayagraj, Pratapgarh, Ayodhya. These are more or less the districts of Purvanchal, and some might add or remove districts from it. To think that my mind and body are accessible to the worst kinds of rapists and criminals from these districts is kind of a horrendous feeling, but it gets worse if you are a woman, and thankfully I'm not a woman. Region didn't play a big role in my mindset while growing up, I lived most of my life in Western Uttar Pradesh, and it is actually post thirty I realised that I'm actually a slave to the assholes that control the region of Purvanchal. Thanks to the exposure I have due to my job, I got to see an art professor suffering with "mental health" issues, and I as I have stated before, mental health issues are nothing but political persecution. The way my life has been, I guess I am Purvanchali Jesus suffering for the sins of people of my region, but then the way my people are, I doubt they commit any sins. It's the politicians, godmen, contractors and petrol pump owners. Is shit getting real? Well it is. This is what happens when you give incompetent criminals and rapists access to nervous systems of people who are way better than them. I immensely respect my culture, and since I have seen last remnants of it I realised how great the ancient designers of my culture must have been, but now it's the petrol pump owners listening to my thought and counting how many women I have fucked in my life. Spoiler alert: not many. I lost respect for Purvanchal when I realised that these motherfuckers make people commit incest and torture and blackmail them for it. The kind of individuals who enjoy fucking the women in your family in front of you have access to your nervous system, your mind and your body and your thoughts and memories. Sounds crazy? I'm just leaving it here as a document for when the real truth comes out, and the way these motherfuckers are going it will get out sooner than expected. Rape and religion can coexist, and Purvanchal is a living proof of it. 

Horseman

Is there scope left for subtle writing? I don’t think so. I personally think that there is no scope left for writing itself but I write because I enjoy doing so, and even though I now know that all vibes are preserved already and permanently, I kind of believe in do-it-yourself kind of preservation, of facts as well as vibes. I do not like narcissistic approch and I don’t like using “I” a lot in my writings but then if the truth has to flow through me, I become an instrument and I have to refer to myself. The retardation has been quite real and victim blaming has been of a universal scale. It can happen with people, a star explodes in the galaxy and it can be blamed upon you, not joking, it can happen quite literally actually. Exploitation happens from above to bottom, and you have to adapt to this natural flow of life, like the big fish eats the small fish, but then what’s the need for civilization, the facade shouldn’t be there, but then that’s the point, the facade is there so that the big fish can eat the small fish with minimum effort. I enjoy some aesthetics and I would personally try to preserve them, well, as much as my now sabotaged ability allows me to. Hindi literature is dead, and people know that, I don’t think that I’m out of touch, it’s not on the internet, and literary magazines of Hindi, like Hans publish shitty stories which reference Bojack Horseman, can you believe it? Stories in Hindi literary magazines like Hans referencing Bojack Horseman? Either that or some sort of depressing bureaucratic shit. Aesthetics are completely absent in literature. Is it British India? In fact state of Hindi literature was better in the British India. I know writing is worthless but I will continue it as much as my ability allows, to preserve the vibes and aesthetics that became extinct and disappeared from mainstream narrative. English is a great language because it has words that you can use to oppose exploitation (like gaslighting, coercion, victim blaming, blame shifting), normal Hindi doesn’t even have words, you have to string a bunch of words and till you do that it starts sounding like a joke. It’s called disarming people against exploitation. Shudh Hindi and Sanskrit have words, but then Shudh Hindi is ridiculed if you use it, and Sanskrit is too “pure” to be used by a common man. What an absolutely tremendous country, I’m talking especially about the “bimaru” region as I’m not aware about linguistics of South India. The fun part is that it was made to seem like all the important things became extinct because of modernization and “the internet”. I like subtle writing, but I think that time has passed.

Vaikunth

Life isn’t really a game for the person who is living it. Though in my thirty-five years of life I have finally realised that it is in fact a game for those who have cemented their safety and permanence, and they use people as chess pieces. Living life on ideals and codes, which ever you prefer, ensures the worst possible scenario which is related to religion, that is going to hell, to get eliminated from the prospect and then if you suffer hell on the earth while absolute scum has gala time intimidating, exploiting, extorting, blackmailing  and raping people, it makes you realise that there is in fact no use in being a good person, acting one is definitely advantageous as you can’t be blamed or framed. The standard setting is that goodness is taken as weakness but sometimes it becomes a case of fuck around and find out. I realised that I can’t really go to hell because I have followed the basic tenets of religion and my personally chosen codes, and it is how I realised that hell and heaven don’t really exist, and that “God gives his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers” is actually victim blaming. It is in fact politics and at a level where you can’t really negotiate with as it is so deep that it can override your will and personal agency and that it is ultimately about power, resources, sex and money. I can call myself a nationalist, but I have finally realised that nationalism in this country, just like religion, is fraud. No matter how many times I utter it, I can’t stress it enough that it is all about power dynamic and this power dynamic in today’s date is maintained by deception. I have realised that money is the most important thing, earlier I used to think it was relationships, not anymore unless it is family, the next thing is happiness and peace of mind which is difficult and almost impossible to achieve in the present political scenario of this country. I have realised that the very providence is corrupt and so you must build your life as comfortable as you can, and you must keep training in things you are good at as learning new skills is not easy for everyone. At a personal level I have realised that aesthetics are extremely important whether they are your personal taste in aesthetics or cultural aesthetics because an active effort is being made to devoid the lower classes of aesthetics and trapping them in the trap of survival, production and consumption. People are not more than animals on a farm, or chess pieces when they are required for the individuals who control the reality, and it is made sure that everyone’s truth remains different so that they can’t reach at a common conclusion, but then actual political truth is just one, peace and happiness and these are the very things that people are being deprived of. I have seen good slow life so I can make a difference between life of today and the good life. The coming generation wouldn’t have the examples I had, it’s just like a child from a broken family has no idea how it is to grow up in a loving family. 

Sharda Peeth

If you are beyond thirty years of age, you got to be clear about your politics, even if you are apolitical. I’m an apolitical person and yet I had to become clear about my politics, it is not optional, but it is a necessity. Though a lot of people spend their lives in delusion but it's them who are being used as cannon fodder. Let me be clear about religion I belong to; Hinduism, it is a beautiful, tolerant and syncretic religion but the way it is practiced is demonic and those who control it in this country are either frauds or delusional. There are other religions in this country too, and majority of them are indigenous like Buddhism, Sikhism and Jainism. I like to keep my faith personal, and I’m more of science and logic-oriented person than religion oriented, but I do like to follow the basic tenets of any religion, kindness, honesty, benevolence and such. It might seem that it is a civilizational war, but it is not, the reality of the world is power, resources and sex. If war happens, people would be killed, resources would be occupied, and women would be raped. That’s the bottom-line and that makes women spoils of war as they always have been and in case of war any civilization reverts to the bottom-line, except ancient and medieval Indians of course because the culture was developed as such, that culture is gone and present day culture of India is a rape culture which is due to bootlickers of the Mughals and the British continuing their reign after them. You have to realise that no matter which political party is in power it is the bootlickers of Mughals and British who are in actual power, they are the permanent citizens of this country working from the shadows while BJP vs Congress drama goes on in the front to fool people, you and me are just cannon fodder used for eugenic and social experimentations. Compare the architecture of the ancient temples and the temples of today, ancient temples have vibes and soul that inspire. Go to a South Indian temple and feel the vibe and grandeur within your soul, there are no authentic temples in North because all of them were destroyed by invaders, and the religion especially in North India is performative. You do understand that those who can build shiny skyscrapers in Gurgaon can build temples of South Indian calibre in India, but they don’t because they do not believe in any religion except money and sex and their masters are Muslims and whites. Islam in India is a problem, it is a tough topic for me to discuss because I grew up in a Muslim majority region and majority of my childhood friends have been Muslims, and they were all good people. Partition is a scar for many especially for those whose mothers and sisters were raped during migration. Funny, isn’t it, God doesn’t prevent rapes in his name. Two nation theory was great, and it would have solved the problem, but then India remained secular, and problem never got solved for India despite losing a huge chunk of land. The issue with Islam is that it is a political ideology that is not syncretic and wants world domination and homogenization, it doesn’t accept diversity. The aim is to create a Caliphate at the world level and to make the matters worse the birthplace of Islam has vast reserves of oil so that they can continue their work through proxies. I’m a firm believer that lower castes should convert to some other but indigenous religion like Buddhism or Jainism to avoid exploitation by Brahminism. Brahminism anyway, I don’t know about South India but in North India, works for bootlickers of Muslims and whites. 

Raj Hath

Aren’t we living in some reality. I started blogging when I got into college, and it was that time I had started questioning the nature of reality. However my quest and my personal life and relationships were compartmentalised, and that’s one credit I would like to give myself, that I have always compartmentalised things and have never overgeneralised. Isn’t it funny, an eighteen-year-old guy questioning reality, when eighteen-year-old guys have a lot to do, including studies and girls and what not. Suffering with mental health issues in young life is not cool but it helped me realise that madness is a political entity. I finally realised that schizophrenia is political persecution which in this country is funny because there is nothing to persecute people for and so these motherfuckers use simplest of reasons, like if someone is adopted, someone is divorced, someone married into a different caste and they create a long lasting stigma that carries over to generations, why, because these bastards are safe and permanent and the people they control are cannon fodder. It’s funny because just seventy years ago these bastards were hanging by the balls of the British. I am a person that doesn’t like needless illusions, if I must be a farmer or labourer just tell me and I won’t dream of becoming an IAS but that’s not the game, the game is hanging carrots in front of people and wasting their time while everyone in positions of power is already selected. The slavery is absolute because they control your nervous systems, and absolute worst kind of scum, the kind of scum you can’t even imagine in your wildest dreams. Sounds schizophrenic? Well, that’s the only truth and anything other than this is an illusion. Slow life is gone. Peace is gone. I stumbled upon the truth because I wanted to know the cause of my suffering and I wasn’t disappointed; it turned out to be politics just at a level where people have no agency over themselves. I realised that actual truth is advantage in power dynamic, and it is established by having an edge in knowledge and technology while preventing others from acquiring the same. The worst realisation was that ninety percent of exploitation of people in this nation was needless and it serves no purpose other than deriving sadistic pleasure from suffering of others. The game goes on by making people believe that either it is their fault or the will of God while the main goal is exploitation. The setup involves pulling ideas out of the asshole to tell them why they are suffering which is power dynamic advantage equivalent of making excuses for one’s fault, the difference is that these motherfuckers blame innocents for their own faults. God is absent here and the funniest bit is that it is the very same individuals who deal with God. Victim blaming is the main game and this the most standard process in this setup and this is how this setup thrives. The saddest realisation for me was that politics is literally in our nerves, and we can’t escape it. Everything is political and everyone is a slave. Existence of God in this kind of a setup is out of question, well at least the kind of God religions talk about. The funny part about involvement of nervous systems is that your entire personal and family history can be rewritten just on the whims of some asshole and the reason for doing that can be as simple as not liking someone’s face. It is a kind of Stanford Prison Experiment where incompetent criminals and lower class rapists are given access and control to minds and bodies of people way better than them and they out of sheer hatred and jealousy torture them, destroy their relationships and ruin their lives. Now that’s what I call entitlement, but it’s kind of funny because just seventy years ago these motherfuckers were sucking cocks of the British. 

Nadiya Ke Paar

It becomes quite funny when you get embroiled in some shit you didn’t ask for, didn’t want and do not deserve, and it gets even funnier when you realise that you were embroiled in that shit since way before you thought you got embroiled in it. There are people in your life, each of them with a different vibe who induce different feelings in you. People are people and those who have been in your life would remain in it forever, whether you like it or not. Relationships are funny little things. You studied in school, you got classmates and school friends, you studied in college, you got batchmates and college friends. It might be that some of your classmates are more successful than you, or some of your batchmates from college are more successful than and how you take it depends on the kind of person you are. I own a private practice, it’s not a stable job like a government job or a corporate job where once you hold your designation it becomes difficult to get demoted, what I do, it is what it is. People come to me with a problem, and I solve that problem and take money for it to run my household. Can a person’s worth determined by the amount of effort that has been made on them and yet somehow, they have persisted? I don’t know you tell me. I have suffered incessantly in my life, but I have always made right choices. I read vast amounts of literature to find the cause and solution for my suffering and you know what I found? All the cause of my suffering was local hatred of my tier 4 hometown and village. It followed me wherever I went, and it tried to make sure I remain inferior to whoever I studied with school and college, and by inferior, I mean socially and financially. I matured and I realised that it is common approach and modus operandi of my region, Purvanchal, whose establishment likes to get people of the region get humiliated and exploited by individuals of other regions, it's a common pattern. I finally realised that even though the culture and people are beautiful, or were beautiful until the 90s at least, mindless exploitation of people is ending the beauty. I know that my culture was beautiful, I was there, just in the 90s when I used to go to my Nani’s village, and then again there is the world of cable TV operators and contractors who give two shits about the authenticity of culture and preservation of aesthetics that once were present, at least until the 90s. I never considered my hometown to be backward, I don’t know, I loved it, I loved my village and everything about the culture, but I finally realise that the local politics of the regions gives zero fucks about the culture and its preservation. My father might be anyone outside the hometown but he will always be inferior to the local cable tv owner and local contractors and I’m talking about inferiority at a level that can’t be negotiated. So I finally realised that all the hard work of my father throughout his life and all my life experiences amount to zero, when my goals weren’t even social climbing, it was just doing my job and having fun. I finally realised that Purvanchal is a rapetown where rape coexists with religion just at a level at which it can’t be seen and I suppose it is a continuation of the culture from Bihar and of the greater country. The fun part is that the attempt to humiliate me and prove me inferior to my colleagues have been on since more that two decades and continuously, I know it sounds paranoid, but stay with me, it made me realise that wherever you are in the country, and I don’t know about the world as I haven’t tested it, your hometown travels with you. Unfortunately, my hometown consists of illiterate rapists and extortionists who practice literal slavery, which is kind of funny in 21st century and which is in stark contrast with the actual culture and the actual people. I realise that the humiliation is all mine even if it was engineered in retrospect. I take pride in my culture but unfortunately not the region, not anymore, especially when I realise the collusion of rape, religion and exploitation in the region. My good people suffer, and my beautiful culture has been rendered unrecognizable since the 90s. It’s a shame but then one realises that there is no point in deliberation with illiterate rapists, especially when the whole world is the same just with a bit more manners. 

Imitation Game

What defines someone’s inferiority or superiority? These remain vague concepts until we give them shape. Like a man or woman with more physical strength, more physical attractiveness according to societal standards, more money and resources and more political power and social clout than you is superior to you. It’s after I grew well into adulthood that I realised that these are the main standards by which a person’s inferiority or superiority are judged in India. I, unfortunately, didn’t grow up like that, and how did I miss on the basics is beyond me, but my values were different, for me honesty, bravery, loyalty, compassion, sacrifice and such virtues decided the superiority or inferiority of a person and although I don’t really judge people, because people have their life experiences which shape them, if I had to judge, I would judge them on these standards, and after coming across the true nature of this nation as a whole and the corrupted soul of it I realised that majority of the individuals, and especially those who are in control at various levels in this country deserve to be judged. Inferiority and superiority are funny concepts as man is not unlike dogs who go around pissing on poles to mark their territories. Marking territories means assertion and establishment of power and that requires proving yourself superior, which could be done through physical and military strength but when that is done, the need to establish superiority politically arises and it is then the controllers of the crowd pull vague ideas out of their assholes to establish who is superior and who is inferior. This is what the British did all over the world and this is what the upper castes did in India. To be frank a common man doesn’t need much, he just needs to have a job that is fulfilling, a family that is happy, and peace of mind, but one can easily guess that it is too much to ask even in the 21st century. The ideas of superiority and inferiority are the reasons why discrimination exists, and things became really clear to me when I realised that we live in a high-tech slavery though the methods of crowd control remain medieval as ever. Any person who has his eyes open at least subconsciously knows the hierarchy of the world, it’s European whites at the top and African blacks at the bottom, it’s kind of obvious and no matter how much people argue about race, it is a hierarchy everyone knows that exists. Similar hierarchies exists in India in form of caste, region to region. We live in a modern world where everyone can do their jobs and mind their business, like a garbage man can pick garbage for municipality the whole day and go home and peacefully watch TV and while I was delusional I used to think that this is what is going to happen in near future, until I realised the technological control that people are under in this nation. Our minds and bodies are owned not by us but genocidal rapists and local village rapists employed by them who do the threefold job of intelligence, providence and for the lack of a better word judges, but then as you may very well guess rapists and criminals can’t really be good judges of right and wrong and that’s not even the job, the real job is exploitation and keeping people suffering which as you can guess they do it just fine in fact a tad bit very well. As far as role as intelligence goes, there is not much left to do when you have literal access to people’s minds, bodies, thoughts, memories and neurosensory system and when talking about the role as providence, the providence only provides the individuals who when placed in their places aid in the exploitation. I know, expecting class from a country like India was my fault. These motherfuckers not only believe in making people carry their shit on their heads, in the 21st century, but also torturing them needlessly, anyone with class would treat someone who carries their shit on their heads with respect especially if they had complete control over the nervous systems of that someone, not here in India, no. These individuals believe in debt trapping the very farmers who feed them so that they commit suicide. It’s been quite some time I have been exposed to this setup, and I really haven’t seen more optimised system of exploitation in my life, it is on the lines of what is mine is mine but what is yours is also mine, and these individuals in this country reside at the level of God. I mean literally. So, you can guess that there is no God in this country and religion is just drama, which is a shame for a country like India with such beautiful and deep philosophies. However, I must assert that God does reside in your faith, and you must derive strength from him or her. My best guess on how this system evolved is that local extortionists and village rapists took over the actual control from the British while the actual elites who seldom put their feet on the actual ground remain in the clouds making policies for the people on the ground. I respect British for their systems and the quality of work and the vibes that they developed in this country but then again, they pulled out fake ideas of superiority and inferiority when they had to take control of this nation as they have done world over. Britain is a fucked nation, as you can realise that they fucked their own citizen who helped them win the World War II, Alan Turing, if you know about him, and it's just one example out of innumerable. Though however fucked Britain might be, it isn’t as fucked as India of 21st century.  

Suspiria

The real skill lies in being able to describe the indescribable. I have been working on it, and I believe that I’ll get there ultimately, if I’m alive. I have seen unspeakable horrors, and while it might seem that I’m bragging but I’m not. A lot of suffering and work that goes into being able to describe the indescribable, and I have put in both and I’m ready to put in more. It’s hard to describe the indescribable but the crux of the situation is that the indescribable is indescribable only till it is described and what I’m calling indescribable in the present context is related to feelings, sensations and complex emotions. The setup in this country is basically sociopolitical, which is a given for any society, region or a country, but the catch here is that this sociopolitical setup is so deep that it invades and overpowers your individuality and personal agency, and you become nothing but an automaton being run on artificial impulses. I have met people who define life based on our relationships with other people which in my opinion might not be completely true but is largely true as we live in a society and man is a social animal. What I have experienced is the exploitation through morality and social conventions, but the catch here is that it was done by individuals who have no relations to morality, ethics or social conventions whatsoever and it is here I realised that the underbelly of the society is not something that is formed organically but it is an ecosystem that is intentionally created, curated and maintained and doing that involves inflicting unfathomable amounts of suffering on human souls and bodies. Living in this country is basically always being afraid for survival, of death, ruin and social humiliation and getting exploited for things that a person has no control over, including involuntary responses of his mind and body. Those who do not undergo this either have the hand of the entity that actually runs this nation and probably the world over their heads or are a part of it. I consider myself lucky to have realised that this entity is not of some divine (which is a far cry and the actual word would be demonic) or supernatural origin but is political in nature. I’m a man who just wanted to do his work, spend time with family and friends, pursue his hobbies and chill in a quiet corner without disturbing or causing pain to anyone, but since my life was invaded for no reason at all and I realised that people in this country are deprived from the very basics that are required to keep them human that too by subhuman criminals and rapists who don’t even deserve to be miles near the people whose minds and bodies they have access to, I think it would be better that I actually try and work on making the indescribable, describable. I have realised that it is not the God, and at this point I don’t know whether it is the government or not, but I know that this entity, if it is not the government, is more powerful than the government. Needless exploitation, conspiracies, hatred, rape and sadism are not cool especially when innocents, who just want to mind their own business and be in their corner are involved. The least an aware man can do is make sense of this absolutely criminal madness and document it so that others can be aware. 

The Day Circus

I like writing fiction but the actual question that bothers me is, what’s the point? I read very often and I tried to search the most aesthetic and sensory books and one of the recommendations was The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. I just couldn’t read it, it felt bland to me. I realise that since so many have positively commented about the novel, the issue might not be with novel but me, that I have become so numb that I couldn’t really get the feelings that I had anticipated from the novel. Surprisingly enough, I read Dracula again recently and I was not only able to feel the tension in the novel but also imagine, as vividly as it is could be possible in the present political scenario of my region. I want to give The Night circus another try though. I have realised the literature is dead and has become redundant. I only write because I enjoy writing and I read because I enjoy reading. A recent development in my reading habits is that I can’t trust any writer beyond the 1950s. It feels to me that 1950s were the last days when authentic writing was present, and I really want to be so wrong but whatever I come across, makes me feel that this is true, a major exception to this are the comics and children’s magazines of the 90s in India and a few other exceptions, like the novel Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa, or The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri. I guess any writer who has been writing while deluded about the true reality of the world but is authentic to his or her experiences or imagination writes authentic literature, but that authentic literature stops to matter, even if they are their real experiences when one realises that we have been living in perpetual slavery since quite some time and writings of people are just expressions of their personal delusions. When the reality of absolute slavery and the boot of extreme totalitarianism is on your face, it becomes extremely hard to imagine and make-believe. My line of thought may seem extreme but I guess it has to do with my personal belief of taking the bottom-line as the true reality. I mean if you don’t even own your own body and mind, ideas of freedom and independence and self-expression are done for. All the books can do now is make you feel how you want to feel and it then becomes their sole purpose. I write because I like writing, but if my writing had to have a purpose it would be two-fold, exposing the people to truth and making them feel and looking at the state of the world of today, making them feel good and warm. The worst part of today’s reality is that totalitarianism and freedom can be customised, like I may live in extreme totalitarianism but another person might be enjoying complete or even excessive freedom, but the issue is that the freedom of the person living in complete freedom can be curtailed any day and the things that he did while he was free and which were normal when he was free could be used against him during the totalitarianism and this is what I meant when I said that I consider the bottom line to be the actual truth.

Unsacred Games and Blogs of The Yore

There used to be blogs in late 2000s and early 2010s in which people used to share their lives and took interest in each others lives. Blogging was new back then and it was a good time for longform writing. Personal blogs became extinct by mid 2010s and other blogs either became monetized or became propaganda websites and then social media took over so longform writing ended. Recently I saw some Hindi writers doing longform writing on Facebook which was encouraging because Hindi literature has been totally decimated and it has disappeared from the mainstream and until even late 2010s there was no sign of Hindi literary writing, let alone on Facebook. It’s basically few women trying to preserve culture through Hindi literature but it is an appreciable effort. Even when personal blog died down in mid 2010s and other blogs became propaganda websites, I actually never stopped writing longform. These days a lot of what I write is political but it’s mostly because I just want to get it over with and when that happens I’ll get back to writing about the things I love. Thanks to my study of psychiatry I finally realised that mental health issues are basically political persecution and torture and going by that I have kind of suffered it since my college days but I don’t regret it because that’s what got me into writing in the first place. I related to Kafka when I was eighteen and I finally realised why I did that after I crossed thirty. The worst part of it all is that in country political persecution doesn’t even have any basis, it’s just a bunch of motherfuckers needlessly torturing people based on their whims. It didn’t really surprise me, if you weren’t really shielded as a child and you saw the true nature of this country while growing up, it is exactly the way it is on a psychological plane, in fact the external nature of this country is direct projection of how it is handled at the psychological plane. To give you an idea, it’s basically the kind of guys who scoop out eyes of young children to make them beg at traffic signals who control the minds of people, which I think is pretty optimised staffing for those who actually own this country. I finally realised that you don’t belong to your city, your own culture, it’s just a delusion, however it would definitely be used to discriminate against you whenever required, and if you are on the radar, very regularly. I realise that when people used to write personal blogs, it was the last time people had any agency over their lives, and they were “allowed” to have vast, detailed lives in this country and it was the early 2010s. The government in this country changed in 2014. It might seem that this shit is related to the change in government and I who has been noticing the patterns would have surely thought so had I not had a very personal but funny experience. Still the government in power might play the role in the poverty in quality of life of people in this country, but as far as that funny little incident that I have gone through tells me, it’s as Arvind Kejriwal says, “sab mile huyein hain ji”. It’s anyway basically the rich of the country employing lower class rapists and extrotionists to micromanage the lives of people, and I have finally realised that the emotion that defines the entity that truly governs this nation, which is hopefully not the government, or not only the government, is “sadistic delight” in suffering of people. This is the ultimate truth and I’m glad that I have found it. I’ll continue to write longform though, because I enjoy doing that and hopefully would be able to write about the things I truly love and care about. 

Keeping It Simple

I’m probably one of the freest people on the planet, in pain but freest. Let me simplify life for you, money is the most important thing in life because it is directly related to food, clothing and shelter, the basis of the very physical existence. But after that comes happiness. Be happy and do whatever brings you happiness. I’m at a point when just existing is a constant state of bliss for me despite my mind and body being in constant pain. Relationships should be a source of joy, but unfortunately due to totalitarian politics of this country they are a source of suffering and so you must decide the relationships that are worth suffering for. Other than that formal mutualism should get you by in the society. The best realisation for me had been that there is no God and no karma, still I believe that God exists as a form of energy that takes the form of your faith and empowers you from within. Religion is a political tool which due to demonic levels of exploitation in this country at present has outed itself as such. You should realise that the only thing authentic that is left is nature and of course the universe but unfortunately universe has lost its meaning for me at least after I have realised the absoluteness of slavery in this country and the world because even if humanity goes on other planets and other solar systems it will remain enslaved. What remains now is having fun. Have fun, and most importantly learn to enjoy your time alone. As far as truth of this country goes, it doesn’t matter which party is in power, this country is run by literal genocidal rapists, this is the only politics you need to know except the local politics of your city, village or municipality because that is directly related to survival. You must realise that nothing in this country is authentic, not even relationships, probably they were in the 90s but not anymore, but you can be authentic and chase authenticity. Do away with relationships in which you have to constantly prove that your intentions are right, they are not worth it because these individuals probably are just misusing the power that they have over you. Preserve the vibes that you love. The world has become so inauthentic that it’s only about vibes now and they are only things that matter.  

Dark Room

There was a time when your memories were saved on Fujifilm and Kodak, the memories of those richer than you were saved on the same Fujifilm and Kodak and the memories of those poorer than you were saved on the same Fujifilm and Kodak. Now the quality of memories depends on the cost of smartphone you own. You own an iPhone, your memories will be shiny and great, you own a cheap Chinese phone, your memories are fucked forever, and this is how you lock people in their social strata forever. Personally for me, it doesn’t matter if I get locked in my social strata or even get demoted if I’m happy, but the intent of those who are orchestrating our lives matters and you can see that there is stratification even in usage of apps, poor use a particular mobile app and the more privileged a particular mobile app. I miss photography on film though and I realise that there was a bit of equality in the world until film photography was there even until there were Nokia mobile phones. Are we living in a Black Mirror episode? We definitely are. I have realised it and soon other people would realise it too. If social stratification and preventing people from social mobility was the issue then there was no need of destroying the folk and indigenous culture, but as I matured I realised that preventing social mobility of people is a goal which has long been achieved. Now what is going on is the destruction of every thing aesthetic and happy in the lower classes, depriving them of happiness and aesthetics while they struggle for their day to day survival. What a beautiful country, isn’t it? The fun part, anyone who opposes this is branded a communist or something of this sort. I’m definitely not a communist and I don’t have interest in politics at all, I just want to do my work, earn money and chill but I realise that asking for basic dignity of life in this country amounts to communism while all the aesthetics of regional and folk cultures have been destroyed saving the tokens that can be displayed to whites in five star hotels when they come to visit the country. You see the content on OTT these days. Police procedurals, some shitty local mafia kind of crime drama and other cheap shit. Police procedural shows in this country are particularly funny to me especially after getting enlightened about the neuropsychological nature of control in this country because I have realised that no one who is truly guilty ever really gets punished in this country. The sad part here is not that all of this is happening, but that all of what is happening is a hundred percent intentional because the control is absolute. 

The Murder of Imagination

It’s hard to imagine and fantasize when the reality is so absolute. I miss forgetting myself in stories and comics, like I did in childhood. I love a good story or comic book that has the capability to transport me from reality. As far as comic books go, things were going great till early 2010s. In 2006 Virgin Comics launched a bunch of comics including The Sadhu, Devi and a futuristic retelling of the Ramayana. 2010s was when I came across an issue of Comic Jump a newly launched comic magazine which had great comic strips. Quite a bunch of new comic book companies were formed including Level 10 comics which published Comic Jump, Yali Dream Creations and Holy Cow Entertainment with promising characters and comics. Come mid 2010s and all of it vanished suddenly. It’s around same time when MTV Indies, an indie rock channel shutdown and MTV and Channel V started serving daily soaps for the youth instead of good independent music. I mean I love myself a good comic book but I guess now especially when I have become aware of the actual reality of this country and the world my interest in books and comic books ceases to matter, it is not entertainment but just delusional make-believe and fantasizing, and today the condition is such that even that is a luxury. I still enjoy comic books and comic book movies but in the way middle aged aunties enjoy daily soaps, knowing that my life and life in general isn’t going to change but one can disconnect from the reality for a little bit, that too if I’m lucky enough to drift away in the narrative of the comic book or the movie. The worst thing now is that now I don’t trust the artists of this country, all good honest artists have either been ruined or have been silenced and art and media in this country is helmed by ass-licking propagandists with not even zero but negative integrity. I don’t like foreign comics much, except for watching the Marvel or DC movies, but guess I will have to finally resort to them, and I would have made this switch earlier, but I couldn’t because of very political reasons that affected me in the past decade. Diamond Comics and Raj Comics remain the first loves though, as they are what made my childhood better. I miss the warmth of Pran’s comics but artists like that don’t remain anymore.  

Babasaheb's Little Penal Colony

The world was an oyster once. Not so any more. It is a penal colony now. Probably it always was a penal colony but hope and optimism kept its true nature hidden. One doesn’t even have to be a pessimist to realise the penal colony nature of the world, one just have to be a realist. It is a reality, the slavery. This country is a special shithole because more than absolute totalitarianism is practised here with mindless rape, torture, exploitation and genocide of people but covertly. It is a democracy in the outlook. God had left the chat long back here. Soulless bastards whose voids can’t ever be fulfilled no matter how much they exploit, humiliate, torture and rape people are jealous of simple things that common people have got, like dignity and happiness and now these motherfuckers are destroying these very things. Who is at the helm of this shitshow? Seeing the face of that motherfucker would be fun. This country has always been in the Genghis Khan mode, it’s just that they are so pathetic that no one would believe it, while they keep Gandhi at the front. The fun part here is that these pathetic motherfuckers are only Genghis Khan to the weak and helpless, towards the ones who can’t really protect themselves and they don’t really have the balls to have this Genghis Khan approach outside. These bastards exploit everything, they exploit the sick for their sickness, the handicapped for their handicaps, these motherfuckers blame rape victims for getting raped. It’s the worst you can imagine but then for me it had been great, I always knew that humanity is irredeemable and fucked and I finally got the evidence of it. What’s the truth? It’s deception and brute force. Indians are funny because these motherfuckers are using it on their own people, of course because these cucked motherfuckers do not have the balls to use it on others. Being exposed to the absolute truth of this country and by extension the world is great because now one can focus on the things that really matter. Nature matters, and so does the vast star studded night sky, the universe as you may call it. I realised the true nature of the incompetence and depravity going on through a funny little sociolinguistic glitch that I got exposed to early in my life. So I realised that the world is nothing but a setup of rules and linguistics and the rules are present in many forms, morals, ethics, social conventions, tradition, law and of course the big daddy of them all, religion. But not only those who control these rules do not follow them at all, they actively indulge in rape, torture, exploitation and genocide of completely innocent and, to make the matters worse, unsuspecting people. This country is a special shithole because rapists, extortionists and criminals have access to people’s minds, bodies, memory, sense organs and ultimately their lives and relationships. People are nothing but beasts of burden and animals of slaughter and of course when required chess pieces in a greater social game. It’s kind of funny because it is not a really intelligent design and since I have seen it I can tell that it is optimised for rape, sadism and exploitation. It’s basically schadenfreude at a grand political scale and it looks like the fantasy of a rapey teenage asshole. The setup is such that everything looks like democratic while absolute totalitarianism in the name of God, religion and morality and law can be practised of course by blackmail, victim blaming and threat of consequences or insinuating that things can be worse than what they already are. Of course no one wants to die, ruined and socially humiliated and the game is that things could get worse for you. But since I have seen this shit I can assure you that things can’t really get worse than this, at least in general. Long story short it’s lower class criminals, rapists and extortionists, employed by the rich and corporations, and you can guess how collusion and banding of individuals with similar interests happens, and these rapists and extortionists write your destiny by manipulating your thoughts, memories, cognitive abilities, and your relationships. It’s not God, it’s politics and technology, neurotechnology to be exact, and a little bit of occult, in this country the method of control is directly Pavlovian as of course these motherfuckers are illiterate which is a shame because they literally have access to people's minds and their already cooked ideas. Your mind is your prison and your needs, desires and hopes are the carrots these bastards are hanging from a stick. God helps though, because He or She empowers you from within. There is no God outside because if He had been, this setup we are talking about wouldn’t really have existed. 

Write Concepts #9

For writing there needs to be an idea to be built upon. Aesthetic writing needs to appeal to the senses. Good writing must help the reader to visualise or even make them visualise. There is a lot of good writing from the 19th and 20th centuries that can be taken as example on how to make readers feel and visualise. I prefer warm writing that packs a punch when it has to. I have been working on a novel series called Ashtabhuj since early 2010s. I remember that I was collecting inspirations for it in 2015 and I do write it when I have time. In the late 2010s after becoming acquainted with the truth of the media and publishing industry of this country I gave up the idea of formal and commercial publishing of my books, but decided that I will keep writing just for the sheer pleasure of it and publish my books on my blogs, in a serialised fashion, and on Wattpad. I update my blog regularly, and recently my blogs have been a bit political, but actually I want to write about the things I love. Comic books, nature, space and universe, stories and their writers, philosophy, the life during the 90s and my interests and hobbies. I was working on my novels, the three novels that are in my head, one of them being Ashtabhuj, but I had to take a break from working on Ashtabhuj due to crippling writer’s block. I can definitely write but when what I write doesn’t really turn out to be what I want, what use it is. Ashtabhuj started as an idea for a novel and ended up as three novel series in my head. There are two other novels, one is a noir mythological fiction and another is a science fiction political thriller. Ashtabhuj is really not turning out to be what I wanted it to be so I’m just taking a break from it and hoping to be able to write better after the break. I guess I must start collecting inspirations for Ashtabhuj again and clear my head a little bit to be able to write better. There was one more idea that I had gotten but it was way too similar to the Doom franchise so I had to discard it. Though I can write it as a series for fun. The main goal is to get my vision on the paper and unless I’m not able to do it I’ll just keep writing and discarding, but writing nevertheless. My goal is to write a warm stories that appeal the senses of the readers and makes them visualise. I hope to infuse a bit of warmth in the noir stories too while keeping the noir feel intact. In the meanwhile I’ll use my tumblr to collect inspiration and do small writing projects.

Chakravyuh

What matters? That’s the question in the end. Love does. But when you realise that politics can end the relationship between a parent and child, you realise that love might not be the ultimate thing. Truth is that love is the ultimate thing, if only we lived in a civilized world, but the world isn’t going to be civilized, not now, not ever. The world is the way it is by design and that design is not going to change. So love and all good things are going to get exploited. So what matters? It’s happiness. Imagine you are the only person left on the earth with all its flora and fauna, how would you be? Live that way. The political reality we are living in relationships other than a formal mutualism are not required. We are actually living the reality as if we are left as the last human on earth and for the majority relationships are only used to exploit people. I really have no idea what changed in the past twenty years but shit has really gone down. I’m just waiting for the time when people realise that people are irreversibly enslaved in this country so that the fake drama of democracy ends for good. I have few doubts though, whether this shit is in-house or there are external factors involved. I mean, my best guess is that the controllers of this nation are coolies of Muslims and whites, but shit is going to be even more hilarious if these motherfuckers actually have autonomy as it would prove that pajeets are basically incapable of self-governance. As a physician I’m into psychiatry, and it has personal reasons too, I had suffered with mental health during college and thus I wanted to treat people with mental health issues and I ultimately ended up realising that psychiatry is a scam. All mental health issues, or if not all a vast majority of them are neuropolitical torture. Of course pajeets couldn’t maintain class even when neuropsychologically manipulating people. These motherfuckers are so incompetent that they can’t even judge people right despite having access to their consciousness, mind and body and their sense organs. It’s open season of rape, murder, extortion and exploitation and these bastards are doing it from inside the heads of people. So one can imagine that India is not the “mile sur mera tumhara” India from the 90s anymore. I mean I was on particular social network website which is a very common website that people use and I saw the rich murdering people and kids in broad day light. It was only after my knowledge of psychiatry that I realised that it was murder going on. I mean torturing someone neuropsychologically while cyberbullying them so that they commit suicide would amount to murder, right? Lives of people are just daily soap for these motherfuckers and these bastards ultimately decide to snatch away aesthetics, happiness and dignity from people which thanks to the internet you can see all around. Life really ends for people like me after realising the real nature of this country and the world but one’s gotta carry on for the people they love. The shitshow is tremendous and these motherfuckers are actually making people sick to sell more pharmacological products, it’s funny because the young idealistic me would’ve never believed that.

Bahara

Where is rock music? It’s my favourite kind of music other than Indian classical, both Hindustani and Carnatic. Rock was kind of mainstream just a decade ago or so. Even Bollywood used to have rock arrangements and poof it’s all gone. I grew up on Pakistani rock bands, Call, Jal, Raeth, Strings and others. There were Indian rock bands too, Euphoria, Indus Creed, Motherjane, Indian Ocean. All of it gone from mainstream. Mainstream now just has cheap rehashes of old songs or item numbers. I only see rock music on YouTube now, but I guess it might be alive, I don’t know for sure. Society has really stratified in the past decade, and I suppose common people are now being deprived from music too, because of course an average rock fan can’t really afford to go see his favourite rock band in some elite Gurgaon pub. Thank god for YouTube though, classics of Raeth, Jal, Strings and Call are available and one can visit them if they want. We live in times where no art can be authentic. The situation is akin to the video of Navarasam from Thaikkudum Bridge, watch it if you haven’t. I love rock, but we are dealing with a bigger problem here and the damage has been done, and we can’t go back now. No art can survive what has happened in the past decade and what has been happening. Artists are nothing but prostitutes now. It’s a sad state of affairs but I guess it has been like this since a long time, it’s just due to the internet we are able to see the actual state of artists. I kid you not I saw Tom Morello, the lead guitarist for Rage Against The Machine selling his guitar course on Masterclass and you have to realise that when Rage Against The Machine has no options left, situation is really dire. Indian Ocean, the band is going through an internal spat regarding royalties. The Local Train, a new and promising band broke up. This shit is getting serious. Even Bollywood doesn’t use rock compositions anymore, not of the good kind anyway. I would have been fooled into thinking it’s changing times if I didn’t know the truth. It’s deprivation. There is not much that can be done about it anymore. The next few decades are going to be fun. It’d be fun to see how making the country a torture and deprivation chamber plays out. Let’s change the topic for a bit, you realise that India has intelligence agencies, both internal and external, don’t you? How come so many people are being scammed of their hard-earned money then? Back to the topic now, I’m glad that classical music doesn’t have copyright. I would suggest you try carnatic, you’ll love it.  

Pineapple on Pizza

I wonder how many people in the world have had the absolute experience of the world. Not boasting but I have had it. It’s a shitshow, and it’s worse than the worst you can imagine. The kind of man I am, I judge things by the bottom lines and I have seen the bottom line. The realisation of reality took the fun in the world and earth away from me, not because the bottom line is such but because I finally realised that it is all intentional, every smallest bit of it, everything you see around you is all intentional and the control is a hundred percent and in many cases more than hundred percent, how can the control be more than a hundred percent? You got to see it to know it, like I have seen it. Every smallest bit of suffering you had in your life is all inflicted, and if you haven’t had suffering in your life good on you, and congrats, you’re the chosen one, either this or you are the one inflicting suffering on others. I didn’t want culture to be a programming, but I don’t know anymore. The culture is not organic, and I don’t know since when it is not. Though I guess with the amount of control that is present, need for culture in itself has ended and the vestiges of what is left of culture are being used as a tool for discrimination and for wasting people’s time. If you don’t understand what I’m saying I pray that you never understand what I’m saying unless you have suffered and want to know the reason for your suffering. There used be dignity in suffering once, not anymore and my personal experience made me realise that there actually never was dignity in suffering, it was in the sufferers, and the present game is snatching dignity from people so that there isn’t any dignity left in people and people turn into beasts who pass on their suffering. You should write this in stone and keep, that the game is politico-economic and the method is socio-economic. It’s not that life can’t have more meaning than money and sex, we have seen that it can, and it was just twenty years ago, and you see boomers and you realise that they are still living in that era but the millennials and the generations after them know what’s up, at least subconsciously. It didn’t come as a shock to me when I finally realised that slavery and colonialism were never abolished, they just went deeper at a level where they can’t ever be escaped and then when that was ensured, the drama of abolishment came forth. From what I have seen, I have realised that God doesn’t exist, unless you consider the entity which exploits, tortures and rapes all while giving incentives to some to help with that exploitation, torture and rape. I’m the kind of guy who doesn’t really want fake pleasure, and I especially detest pleasure sourced from exploitation and gatekeeping of others. I like happiness, genuine happiness which I felt during my childhood and my short-lived days of delusion. These motherfuckers actually went ahead with absolute, in fact more than absolute, totalitarianism. I do not like living in simulations, I personally prefer free air, but then if you have people whom you love what options do you have. Always remember, there is no karma and let no one make you think otherwise. It’s not karma that is making you suffer it’s the sadism of the entity that actually governs this nation and it’s so pathetic that it gatekeeps people from eating pizzas and sitting on bean bag chairs bought with their own money from within them. As far as I go, my own region betrayed me and tortured me for more than two decades, and my suffering only stopped when one fine day I just decided to stop suffering, and while my mind and body still suffer I don't, but I guess there are countless like me in every region of this country. There are no institutions here, just fake props and yet these fake props matter because they are forcefully made to matter in the larger game, despite them being of no use to the innocents. Such a shame, the assholes who actually control this nation. You can rest assured that it’s not the camera-friendly person who swam with crocodiles.  

Tea Paati

You go on bike rides. Play multiplayer computer games with your friends. You do a lot of things. There was a time once when you on your bike rides used to stop at small chai shops, meet old grandmothers making tea in their shops. I guess there was an entitlement in that approach, but I know that that sort of entitlement is not really entitlement and even if it was it came from a very benign place. The past decade has taught me what real entitlement is. It’s kind of funny that the sort of entitlement that I encountered exists in this country, I mean I have seen this sort of entitlement exist and it is common but I was not expecting it to exist at the level at which I encountered it. Bad news for me, it exists at that level and from there it propagates to the lower levels, making the lives of those who are capable, skilled and yet not entitled, hard. The actual reality of this country baffled me, and why, I have no idea because I have been seeing this reality since childhood and yet I chose to believe bookish idealism and delusions propagated by media and of course religion. Hypocrisy is the name of the game though but I like to be a man of my words, at least as much as my pathetic existence in this absolute shithole of a world allows me to be. It is hard, being a man or woman of your words in the present scenario in this world. Betraying and fleecing people is cool, especially in this country, but once you know the rules you can play the same game with the individuals who play it with other people. The rules are simple though, that there are no rules, it takes a bit of orientation and if you are lucky you will get your orientation by the very entity that perpetuates the “there are no rules” rule and then you are kind of free. Morality ends when rapists enforce morality on people who don’t need lessons of morality from anyone, let alone rapists. Having personal codes is the best thing that you can do. I did it and it helped me in the long run. Have personal codes and live by them no matter what, and don’t be a hypocrite and the reality of, if not the world then, this country would expose itself in front of you and if you are lucky, at the deepest level, beyond which nothing actually exists and you would realise that you are a slave, a permanent slave till the eternity, whether a drone or a sex slave that would depend on how you look. Things actually are very simple and when simplicity is propagated people with deep thought and affinity to understanding actual complexities that actually exist can’t really survive and they are first in the line of re-education in simplicity. Wouldn’t it be great, people interested in actually exploring space and taking man to other planets and galaxies actually given a chance to do so? You think that happens? It would never happen. What would happen, however, that a bunch of slaves would be transported into space ships to create more penal colonies like this world. I can only hope that the world is not a simulation though, according to my experiences it is not and thus I think about the space and the universe. I have lived quite an eventful life, at least subjectively, and there hasn’t been even one evidence of God other than the natural world. This God too only provides you tools for survival and he doesn’t require you praying to him. Bike rides aren’t going to do shit and so isn’t playing multiplayer games with your friends. The old grandmother at the tea shop doesn’t need your ten rupees, even though it might seem that she needs it.

Write Concepts #8

I guess I’m taking writing a bit seriously now, though it would only qualify as a serious hobby and nothing more. I’m trying hard to make time for my writing projects, the three novels in my head and the two series that I want to write. I manage to update at least one of my blogs regularly and in my books that is a win. If I can churn out one short story or a part of a novel chapter in a week that would be great and I really hope to do that, though it is not easy. I’m compiling and organizing all of my writings at relevant locations and it’s kind of a boring job but I know that it would be rewarding when I complete it. If we talk about writer’s block, I have been suffering with it since quite a long time but that hasn’t really stopped me from writing. I wish I had the imagination that I had in my childhood, it would have been tremendous and I finally realised the reason for lack of my imagination is political but then if I do not have imagination I can at least do my work through planning. It would have been great if my imagination wasn’t blocked but then it is so all I have to be able to write are my limited cognitive abilities and my heart, and I suppose having heart in your writing is important, at least majority of writers think so. It’s been a lot of politically charged writing these days from my end, but it is only because of demonic levels of political interference in my life and my realisation that all art is political because all existence is political even at the deepest decipherable level and only the people who are deeply aware can make out the political slavery that people are in in this country. I’m not interest in politics, and at any level, I wish to write fiction and philosophy and little bit of this and that but as I said, all existence is political, I’m going to have consequences for what I write and ironically by individuals who have no consequences for what they do to others, including rape, extortion, torture and murder. I used to like transgressive and noir and I retain elements of those genres in my writing but now I want to majorly do warm and cozy writing, throwing in transgressive and noir elements when the stories demand them. My writing style, that has been there since 2010 is evolving and I can see it evolving and it is only hindered by my cognitive deficits and writer’s block but I hope to get where I want to go.

Amrit Kaal

Was I wrong? Are there still things left to write about? I don’t know. I wanted to know the truth about the world and I finally came to know about it and what I know actually doesn’t leave any scope of any sort of writing or reading. But, one perspective of reality is also that this shit is real-time and that leaves a lot of scope of writing and it is this scope of things being in real-time that the writer in me is making use of, because of course I love to write and I keep finding reasons to write. There used to dignity in suffering, in fact in my own life I have tried to keep my own suffering quite dignified but then I realise that it’s not all in your own hands. What I have experienced is harrowing and if I consider my suffering since 2004, I might probably be one of the most tortured persons on the planet, it might seem like a boast, but I’m a physician and I have complete idea of what suffering is and I completely know what I’m talking about. I had thought it’s life and I suffered and kept moving until I matured and realised that this suffering, and any suffering, even of the most personal nature possible, is sociopolitical and politico-economic and at a level that is hard to comprehend for most individuals. I am primarily a wannabe fiction writer who wanted to be a comic book writer and I write this shit only because I got exposed to the truth of this country and through it the truth of the world and what I saw was totally unacceptable. Imagine the worst scum possible that you can imagine, who is also a village rapist and imagine that he has the access of the mind and body of your mother. I don’t know about the situation of the rest of this country but this is true of Purvanchal, the reason I hail from and I have no reason to believe that it might not be the case with the rest of this country. It’s basically rapist criminals playing Sims 4 (if you are aware of the game) with your life. I know it sounds improbable but I got exposed to the truth and I thought I must write it even though I wanted to just a novelist and a comic book writer. This country doesn’t really believe in metaphors, so here I am, not really talking in metaphors. Know that it’s all about sex and money, at least I can tell of Purvanchal which has a faux high culture imbued with religion going on, of course Kashi is in Purvanchal, but at the mental and neurological plane it’s just village rapists of different social and financial standings perpetuating totalitarianism and exploitation. Am I sounding crazy, well that’s how it’s supposed to be. You either become the part of the setup of exploitation or suffer or get branded crazy or with the right efforts actually become crazy. My philosophy was simple, doing my work and chilling, and if a person with such a simple philosophy gets exposed to this kind of shit, without having any enmity or beef with someone, the scope of success and suffering free life for anyone who is not in this network of exploitation is very less. My goal is writing about good things, good vibes and the vibes I love but I guess it’s good to write the truth once in a while.

Eastworld

Exploring the world of madness with a sane mind better than one can imagine. With the kind of childhood that I had in the 90s it was baffling to realise that majority of people in this country are just organic robots being run by employed criminals of a criminal syndicate, or it might not be the issue of the whole country but only the place of my origin, but the experiences I have had I highly doubt that. It sounds incredible and totally unbelievable that people are just organic robots being run by conspiring criminal rapists, having control and access of people's minds and bodies, by pumping nerve impulses and thoughts into them, and especially in a country like India where people don't have access to basic infrastructure and technology but my job is documenting the truth so that people can correlate it with their life experiences and arrive at conclusions themsleves. Who would have thought India, and even places like Bihar using neurotechnology to control, and of course deprive and oppress the population. The thing with places like India is same as the expression that even if you give a begger a golden bowl, he would use it to beg. What I'm writing sounds incredible? Don't worry your life would prove it right. I am a staunch believer of "ignorance is bliss" and I like people to have their delusions especially if they are happy ones, but unfortunately it is way too risky in this nation to be delusional and ignorant because corruption is way more systemic and deep than one can possibly imagine, corruption in this country is literally at the place where ideally God should reside. Your minds and bodies are accessible to literal psychopaths, extortionists and rapists, who engineer your life experiences, your family and your relationships, and the possibility of you having an authentic life is so low that it is close to none. The lack of class is palpable, and so is the incompetence, but I finally realised that the incompetence was expected as these motherfuckers are literal criminals and rapists. Let me make your life easy, grief is real, sadness is real but depression isn't, depression is just neuropolitical oppression. They, and by they I mean the rich and corporations, have designed India as a cozy place where they can rape whoever they want, torture whoever they want and murder whoever they want which is mostly based on their whims. Of course it is ultimately tied to morality and religion, but to give you perspective, think of the assholes in control as village rapists who use religion as an excuse to rape women in front of their families. It's exactly the same, just on the psychological and neurological plane and on a bigger level. Class is absolutely lacking and one can make out that after the British left, local extortionists took over. My study of psychiatry gave me a lot of perspective, and I finally realised that majority of psychiatric conditions are just neuropolitical oppression and can't really be treated. Make no mistake, it's all about sex and money, which due to the irreversible nature of power and control has taken the form of rape, exploitation and extortion. The good news is that your real self, even if it is subdued, can be accessed, and when it comes to know the truth it rejects external influences just like immunity of body rejects foreign bodies, this is in fact how I realised that all of this shit is political and worldly and not natural, and it is not how God, if he exists, had intended it to be. The latest game is depriving people of basic dignity which you can well see on social media. Whoever might be the prime minister or the president, know that you are actually ruled by the individuals who scoop the eyes of children to make them beg at traffic signals and adjust your life accordingly. 

Newspeak

British literature of 19th and 20th century is probably the most enlightened and authentic literature and probably the least oppressed literature due to obvious reasons. There are hints of what would become of the world in that literature and if you pay attention you'd get the hints. I love Conan Doyle, and his life is interesting, he wrote probably and arguably the most logical character in literature and in his own life he ultimately ended up chasing paranormal and attending seances in order to talk to the dead. The writer I was most influenced with during my youth was not British, but he was European and his name is Franz Kafka. His works document invisible political or bureaucratic powers that influence the lives of everyman. It is much later in life that I understood the true meaning of Kafka's work, and yet there are a few things left wanting in my understanding of his work and these few things are the most crucial in understanding the world as it is today. George Orwell is a hero, and one realises it ultimately in one's life as the least a good man can do is give a heads up to the posterity and he did the same, and same was done by Aldous Huxley. Does the "Brave New World" of Huxley's imagination exist? Well as far as I know and I have experienced it, it does. Think of it as a heaven, below which the actual tierd existence starts. The existence in this world is like a permanent experience of neuropsychological airconditioning, and continued experience of pleasure, think of it as being intoxicated continuosly but without the side-effects. For the rest of the existence it's the world of George Orwell. As far as Conan Doyle's inclination with occult goes, as far as I have experienced, occult or supernatural too favours those who are powerful, and practically power more often than not is acquired by deceit. This is not to say democratic power or genuine benevolent power can't exist. It can, but it unfortunately doesn't and hasn't since a very long time, in India at least since the British times. I have witnessed glimpses of different worlds, but to tell you the truth, all of it is political, what I was seeking was spiritual and I finally realised that the real spiritual only resides within you and in your faith. We are living in times when people have been made into islands drifting apart from each other, suffering with loneliness and misunderstanding and there is no cure to this because it is all political and intentional, like Kafka felt, like Orwell felt. And the Big Brother doesn't watch you from your television screens, he watches you with your own eyes. 

Cozy Places in Trying Times

I am a cozy place kind of a person. I like cozy vibes, surrounded by my computers, doing my work, having fun. During my college time during rainy holidays, I liked to spend my time eating Bourbon biscuits in my bed and reading short stories, Kafka and Sherlock Holmes. Life was good. You should, in fact you must carry your cozy place with you. My approach had been different. First, to get over my OCD, which I later realised that wasn't even mine, I exposed myself to as many hardships and and as much disorder as I possibly could, and when I was able to tolerate that, I finally built my cozy place within and outside me. I have my interests and I follow them. I like tinkering around with Linux systems, I like trying different Operating Systems, I have these nerd interests, I love comic books and superhero movies, and I love learning about my culture. I have lived in the best times possible, that is the 90s, and was lucky to have an absolute gala time at my Nani's place during childhood where we used to sleep on the terrace. I was lucky to read comic books during summer vacations in my grandfathers room with a desert cooler sprinkling cool water droplets with the whole room smelling of fresh khaskhas. What we are watching at present is the downfall of the civilization with people being ultimately and irreversibly ensalved, but even in these times you can carry your cozy place within you and outside you. I'm an atheist politically, but I have faith. I believe in Mother Goddesses, and when I had to choose I chose Chamunda and Saraswati or probably they chose me. I don't go to temples myself unless I have to go due to my family because I have realised that it is a political setup, and none of these motherfuckers have actual faith including the godmen, I know it's a huge claim but I don't really make huge claims without substantial reasons. All of these motherfuckers, and especially godmen, in this country are corrupt, and those who are not, are delusional and unaware of the actual reality. I really do not know what actually is the problem. What changed in the past twenty years. I believe in keeping my faith personal and so I do it. I'm just glad that a lot of people in this country still believe, and belief goes a long way in wellbeing and healing, but I'm sure a lot of people when exposed to the actual truth of this nation as I have been exposed to due to situations that were completely out of my control and arguably totally unrequired and needless, would stop believing in existence of God, which logically is a correct position but the problem is that it is assertion of cultures and you have to keep a token of your culture to assert it not needlessly but only when other cultures are needlessly asserted on you. If you are a Hindu, choose a deity or God of your choice even if your are an atheist and stay with him or her. If your eyes are open you can see the mockery of your culture and religion being made in present times and it's sad because we live in India. These bastards have sold the nation and Islamification of Hinduism is complete. I talked about deities because it is a part of the cozy place that you have to have within you. And you have to always remember that Hinduism is not a religion at all, it is a dharma and one interpretation of the word dharma is duty, and it is a way of life, a very tolerant, close to nature way of life. Find the cozy place within you and if you don't have it, build one. Whether you decide to expose yourself to hardships as I did or not, build and carry your cozy place within and if possible outside, because the coming times are going to be even more trying.

Internal Affairs

To see the truth it is necessary to think in possibilities. Possibilities can be infinite but for a lot of things they are finite, and for many things they are limited. In this country, the most obvious reason is more often than not true. I don't know what does it tell about the controllers of this nation, but as I have realised by now, that there aren't actually any controllers in this country, it's just employed conspirators, rapists and exploiters employed by the rich who have complete access to your mind and body. Isn't it sad, your mind and body accessible to absolute scum of the earth, but that's what the arrangement is, it's kind of direct, clear lines are drawn and anyone below that line is subhuman and is dealt by absolute scum of the earth criminal rapists who the rich have employed. Frankly I don't know if this nation even exists anymore. It probably doesn't and the delusion was good while it lasted, though you still will have to contact the embassy if you are stuck in a foreign land, but guess that's about it. I got acquainted with the kind of individuals that have access to minds and bodies of men, women and children in this country, and I assure you if you see what I have seen in the full scope of it you'll want to bounce from this planet along with everyone who you love, but then love is the only thing that would make you stay too. I really got humiliated, and the humiliation was engineered by my own region, but then I actually didn't get humiliated by what was engineered but the actual reality of my region. The individuals who control my region believe in getting people from their region humiliated by people from other regions, and I personally don't know if it is true for the whole region of Purvanchal or just my supposed hometown. Isn't it funny, I haven't lived in my hometown for majority of my life and yet it was travelling with me throughout wherever I went, even when I went to college to study or for that matter anywhere I went, trying to humiliate me. It feels like some sort of personal vendetta, while I know for sure that it cannot be as I'm the kind of person who believes in minding his own business and chilling. So one realises it's some kind of intraregional hatred that travels with you, whether you want it or not. I have understood how Purvanchal, or if not Purvanchal, how my supposed hometown works. The setup is that of absolute totalitarianism micromanaging personal lives, decisions and life choices of people in the name of religion and morality and some strange social conventions that are particular to Purvanchal. In the outlook, in Purvanchal everything looks fine, but on the mental plane, there is absolute totalitarianism so much that even the thoughts in your head are not yours. The ones in control in my region are so absolutely corrupt and cowardly that they don't even do things on the visible plane while practice absolute totalitarianism through rapist criminals on mental and neurological plane. I don't know about other regions, but in Puravnchal the setup is controlling the middle class through giving the access and control of the minds and bodies to lower class rapists and criminals, and that's how these motherfuckers prevent social mobility in the families. Isn't it funny after all that I have done and experienced in my life, my whole life ultimately got defined by the region I belong to. I have seen the evolution, and it's unfortunate that these individuals are not even educated, they just experience other people's lives, hear their thoughts and conspire against them. People to these assholes are just chess pieces and they revel in rape and sadism. It's about power,  and one has to realise that when someone has absolute control over your body, neurology and mind this is as absolute as power can be. Isn't it unfortunate that even at this level of access it is about power, sex and money and politics. Families from Purvanchal that live outside the region are prevented from making relations and constantly manipulated and sabotaged. It's actually a slavery situation in Purvanchal and complete slavery is being practiced albeit at a neurological level. These motherfuckers the scum as they are, getting the girls from the region raped by individuals from other regions, just because the poor girls chose modernity which is a norm in society in modern times. You know why that is happening? Because the life of the middle class is controlled by lower class rapists employed by Purvanchal establishment. There is no self-esteem or respect because these motherfuckers are criminal, which is kind of in line with the setup of the rest of the nation. I have seen what this country is at the mental plane, and once you see what I have seen, all the ideas of freedom, independence and democracy just vanish. It's just the rich and corporations growing people like beasts of burden and animals for slaughter and playing sadistic and depraved games with their lives while exploiting them for neurological data if not anything else. They have nothing to do with preservation of culture and lately they have realised that it's better to keep people suffering as they won't have happy memories this way making them easy to oppress. The best part about Purvanchal is the contrast between rape and religion, it goes together, and on a mental plane. I used to love my culture, but then after seeing what I have seen there isn't much to love anymore. 90s have anyway passed and however beautiful my culture and people were, I realise that the region is actually controlled by literal rapists. There were thousands of other ways to do things and these bastards chose what they chose to do. It's a shame, but then it's more or less the story of this whole country. I mean things kind of end when you realise that in this country you don't even own your own body and mind, and don't have any personal agency and autonomy on your mind, body and even your life and your personal life is constantly manipulated by rapists, extortionists and criminals. Suits me well for having the kind of high ideals that I had in my youth. By the way, an interesting fact and probably you know it, the seat of learning and spiritual capital of this country, Kashi, is located in Purvanchal.