​The Theory

“Have you ever thought of starting over? 

Forgetting everything you’ve learnt, erasing all experiences, rewinding all past memories, and simply starting over, having no knowledge of the time left.

Actually, who are we to keep account of time?Time is subjective,” The professor used to preach in the philosophy lecture. 
“Our soul is an energy. Energy can neither be created, nor destroyed; it can just be changed from one form to another. This simple rule of thermodynamics, makes my theory make sense. We all are energy, aren’t we? If we are dead, we come back in another form, to complete the equation. But, the inequity formed during genocides can’t be explained….”
The lecture was over.  Everyone got up, and proceeded to the next class, but this boy. 
He thought, “*We all are energy* who is we? There’s only me who exists! ‘Everyone’ is me! I die, my energy reincarnates, it’s sent into the same era. (Time is subjective, ie only the current.) I start all over again, with new experiences, (or the same) with no prejudices.”

“Who are we to keep account of time?Time is subjective.” 

It all finally made sense….

The flaw gone!


​When I read the book “Mrutyunjay”

So, last week, I decided to read the book ‘Mrutyunjay’. I had already read it twice or thrice, maybe in third grade. I don’t know how much I understood at that time, but I do remember, that I enjoyed reading it at that time. This was the time, when I was a sort of religious person.
After the transformation from religious to not-so-religious, I hadn’t read this book, the reason being the story that I thought was a cliché now. 

But the point being, I read it, and lo and behold, I thoroughly enjoyed reading it!

The best thing I thought in the book was, it all seemed realistic. No magic, no miracles, no mentions of demons and gods, more of a normal life story about some kind of rivalry between cousins for kingdom.

The next thing I noticed was even better! If you read the book, you’ll notice, that there are some parts dedicated to each (main) character. People like Karna, Kunti, Draupadi, Duryodhana, Krishna etc. In each part, the particular character tells us the events from his/her point of view. So, the beauty of this book is, each character shows a genuine reason behind what he did. Even the antagonists are not doing things ‘just to spice up the story.’ For example, Duryodhana is an antagonist, but if you read his part, you would start to agree with what he did, because of his reasonings. 

I liked the idea here, that everyone does something that is ‘right’ according to them. They do not just do it on purpose just to stop the protagonist. 

Then there are many other things like the flow of the book, the style of writing etc. that I liked. 
I think this is a book that everyone should read! 

Life after death (or lack thereof)

“I am amused at how people are scared of dying! I mean what’s so different? Maybe it’ll hurt for a while, but better than living in pain for eternity!

Being an atheist, I don’t even consider wasting my precious time thinking whether I’ll rot in hell or live in heaven etc. But then again, if there’s an “entity” or “supreme being”, chances are, I’ll surely go to hell for him being upset with me for not believing in him,” What a foolish thought, I shrugged it off, and headed towards my work. 

Hurriedly heading towards my car, I decided never to wake up late again. Now, I had to rush. I got in the car, started the engine, and  directed towards college.

I had no time to stop at the stupid traffic signal, so I got ahead. I have to admit that I was a little careless, but whatever.

All things happened so quickly that I don’t even know what happened. People gathered around, somebody called police and took my phone and rang up my parents. 
I couldn’t quite grasp what happened. Why are you calling my parents? What is happening? I spoke, but no one seemed to hear.

My parents came, confirmed, I was their child. Why were they looking hopeless? I tried telling them that I was fine, but no one was paying attention to me. Were they upset with me?

Wait, why was my mother crying? My father had already started looking older (and wrinklier) than he looked yesterday. 

After some time, (which seemed like eternity by the way) they all put me on a stretcher. All my friends and family gathered. Now, I could sense something was off beat. I doubted, ” Am I dead already?” 

“This wasn’t all that bad! It didn’t even feel anything! Sure, it feels miserable to look at everyone sad and crying, but I will only have to see that for a while, right? Then I’ll head to somewhere else. Maybe this is getting interesting, now I’ll know what happens after life.”

They all lifted me up, rambling towards the graveyard. 

“I am going to be burned,” I thought. “Remember how mother used to scold me for using the phrase ‘burning someone after death’, but now, I was free to call it whatever I wanted.”  “Ah! These old traditions!” I sighed just the way I used to. 

Now, as I am getting burned, something will surely happen! 

But no signs whatsoever. I wasn’t feeling anything, there was no change, nothingness started capturing me… or lack of me.

Wait, was THAT the catch? Nothingness! Which means, I had to live here, seeing all my people suffer, in front of my family, yet all alone! I would have to see them grieving everyday, but could do nothing, say nothing. Is THAT why people were afraid of death? The uncertainty, nothingness..

Now all things became crystal clear. (Ironically, after death)now It was of no use….

This time, the experience was not worth the lesson learnt… It wasn’t worth it…

​Ganeshotsav is changing!

Yesterday was Anantchaturdashi. There were huge processions everywhere to send “bappa” home. I never liked these processions. They burst crackers, make a lot of noises, make a mess  and there is overall a huge chaos, was my argument. But what I saw yesterday, changed my view. I had thought that such processions would get worse and worse. Boy I was wrong!

So after the procession went ahead, we saw some people (they looked like they were from some pathak) wearing uniform dresses, with a broom in their hands. Without wasting time, they started dusting and cleaning the place as fast as possible. They made the place as clean as before! 

I saw people writing on Facebook about how Ganeshotsav is worsening day by day and that Lokmanya Tilak would regret had they seen this condition, so I thought I would share what I experienced.

​Interesting shower thoughts- 

1) what if you the earth is a project made by some alien kid that got a grade “C” just for the idea of putting humans on the planet?

2) who named brain “brain” ?

3) maybe there’s some other planet, which has life too. And they are trying to find another planet which has life, just like us?

4) What if pets are more developed than we are? They have highly developed technology and they are here just to help us as they have everything. Maybe they are here with only one condition that they shouldn’t “talk” with us. (Mind=blown)

5) Shouldn’t there be chocolate brownies used as a currency? If that really happens, I’d land in jail under the  charge of पैसे “खाणे” , literally. 😉

Happy birthday Rama!

           First day of 6th standard. A short girl came in our class. At first, we didn’t pay much attention to her. We thought that she was someone from the lower grade. A boy in our class even went ahead and told her, “4th standard class is over there. You’re looking for that, aren’t you?” 
        The class erupted into the laughter as she told she was in this class only. Soon after, she became my friend, and then bestie! Now, being a friend of her, gives me a right to make fun of her. 😉 

         So,  as today’s her b’day, this post is dedicated to her. Happy birthday Rama!

          The most memorable thing I remember about her, is our phone calls! She called me and just kept talking for about half an hour straight, completely ignoring my replies. After she was done, she used to ask, you still there listening? And doesn’t matter if I say “yes” or “no” , she’d still say, “hey, you just don’t listen!” And I would burst into a laughter. 

          Oh, and her laughter was the most dangerous (dare I say!) thing I had ever heard! It was funnier than the original joke! She used to laugh at the most serious moment and it was hard for her to control the laughter. She’d laugh especially when the teacher started scolding. Then it’d be a “task” for everyone around her to control her. 

          Of course, there were a lot of jokes on me, too! She especially made fun of me, when we needed “2” straws for a project, and me being me decided to buy “100” because, of course, you might need SOME extra straws… 

        So, these are some of our inside jokes. Once again, 

Happy birthday Rama!

Why am I an agnostic

I know, this is a completely different topic from the other things I write. But I decided to give it a try anyway. I know it might cause a flood of hateful comments, but I am ready for it.

So yesterday we were talking about our beliefs. Everyone stated their opinions. My grandma said that, yes, there IS undoubtedly a god or a supreme being. My dad said, “The nature is what we call god.” (I somewhat agree with him) , but he further added that he thinks that there is someone who handles all this world. He is the one in charge (god). (I didn’t quite agree with this).

Then I was asked. I delayed response by saying, “I am still thinking about this.” But couldn’t extend it for more than 2 weeks.

Finally, I said, I am an agnostic. When I explained what it meant, came the response, “so you’re somewhere in between”.

I tried explaining that it’s not the case, but couldn’t. So, that’s the reason I am writing this post.

  • Agnostic means someone who does not say that there is god but neither denies it. He just says he doesn’t know and won’t believe it till he does not experience it.
  • Agnostic doesn’t mean being “SOMETHING IN BETWEEN” because you keep the both ends open. You just say that you don’t KNOW STUFF.

You know what, actually, what you believe doesn’t really matter that much, as long as you don’t make them come in between your day-to-day life.

* What I have written is purely what my opinion. No offense!