Using An Old Language To Talk About Something New

Waiting on the world to change by John Mayer continues to flow from my laptop speakers on repeat.

On another note, the sun has finally gone down. And once again, the world is full of contrasting colors. Reds and oranges and greens and yellows have surfaced. Somewhere, in a place not so far, far away, it's raining. There are people who want to take off their shirts and shoes and go skip merrily through a field while reveling in the joys of nature. The rain is here but the solar wind is gone. And still, on the other side of the planet, there are people worrying about NASA’s Solar Probe Plus and Sun’s Corona. And then, of course, there are people on the dark side of the Earth who are trying to undo every good Homo sapiens have ever done. And here I am, a desperate blogger, using an old language to talk about something new. Trying to write something that the world has never seen before. However, to call myself a blogger after just two blog-posts; well, it’s unjust. In fact, I feel like a fifth wheel penning down senseless words, which if put together would hardly qualify as a sentence, on a machine that through its twisted wires, integrated circuits, programming languages, and hidden tunnels surprisingly creates something totally understandable.

We all dream. Dream about a variety of things. We all want to be the next Steve, the next Newton, the next Ram Jeth Malani, the next Messi but only so long as it’s also easy to innovate, easy to experiment, easy to argue, and easy to dribble. The only trouble is, easy and evocative are natural enemies. Moreover, the world isn’t a beautiful place anymore. When you’re out there trying to do something, everyone’s skeptical. Everything starts changing. Nothing remains constant.  Between nurturing groundbreaking innovate ideas, contacting CEOs, getting it approved, finding sensible people, and dodging bullets, there’s not a lot of time to think about your real dream. New problems arise while the old ones persist.

 

But there is always one thing you should remember. You cannot please everyone. Yes, you never can. Saying something is wrong is fun for some. But, you do not have to. The starting point of changing the world is changing a few minds. As long as you’re able to ignite someone’s curiosity, their sense of wonder and general puzzlement, you’re ingenious. There isn’t anything else you need to succeed.

But not everyone fulfills his/her dream. And that’s quite all right. People like me believe that there're few sights as beautiful as looking at a windowpane and seeing all the beads of raindrops and the water gathering together in crooked lines and sluicing down as small, separate rivulets, especially if you're on a train moving through mist and rain. There are insufferable jerks like ‘The Joker’ who just want to watch the world burn. Then, there are people like Ayan Poddar who just want to argue. But as long as you are euphoric, nothing matters. Not the money, not the fame. Just the sense of satisfaction and the happiness that comes with it.

And, by the way, if you can't learn to do something well, you should learn to enjoy doing it badly.

The Reality Theory

A coin is tossed in the air. Now, what would you think would be the only two outcomes of it landing? Either heads or tails, right? Wrong. Who's to say that the coin won't simply vanish into thin air? Well, science says that this would be impossible, but this is only because it has never happened before. In my opinion, past events do not allow for absolute predictions of the future. The future is, and always will be, absolutely 100% unpredictable. Now you might say, “Man, you’re insane. There is no way a coin is going to disappear in mid air, that's just the reality of it". But is that really reality? No, it is the human perception of reality. Reality is reality, and no amount of human classification will ever be able to shape or change that. When the apple fell on to Isaac Newton’s head, he discovered gravity; but did he really? No, he merely examined a force, already in place, and gave a name to it. Thus we have the law of gravity, but this law does not cause gravity to work, gravity works because gravity is gravity. But what we classify as gravity has been around far longer than any of us, and will be around long after we are gone. The law of gravity is entirely based off of what gravity has done in the past, but gravity is neither constrained, nor controlled by it. If tomorrow, gravity were to begin working in the opposite direction, pulling us all out into space, it would happen, because gravity is not limited to the laws we have given it. Human perception of reality does not make it reality. Reality was already reality in the first place; we simply labelled it as we observed it. But just because a coin has never disappeared in mid toss before, does not mean it never will. Just because a person says “it’s never happened before, therefore it never will", does not make it a reality. It is merely his perception of reality.

Quick Fact: I came up with this theory right after watching Fringe. I spent about half an hour walking in circles contemplating life and it's mysteries. However, I had this in mind for quite some time. I guess, Fringe just triggered it; '2001: A Space Odyssey' was what really made me think.

Welcome to 'Playgrounds of the Mind"

There was once a time, back in the day before Orkut became overrun with spammers and before social networking sites like Facebook, and Twitter were used to sleep with the people they once knew at kindergarten, I kept up a small anonymous blog. And believe me, it wasn't that bad.

And, even though I blogged it up for a while, it lapsed with the passage of time. Thereafter, I became a guest columnist at The Shed Ender. Okay, well, let’s just not talk about it. Anyway, lately the blogging urge has struck again. Surely, I think to myself, the world can still benefit from my always clever, often timely, and admittedly vast pool of personal wisdom!

Of course, it fricking well can. It is, for example, full of people like you, and that does it very little credit. The world, I modestly accept, could use me.

So here I am, yet another blogger.  One who has already lost his bloggin’ magic once. But one, who believes has some more magic left in him.
Here, you’ll find social commentary, with frequent diversions into the merely curious and occasional forays into the field of law.

But before we begin, it would help to have the House Rules.

The House Rules

1) A sense of humor is required.

2) Your comments will rarely be deleted. However, I will delete any material deemed to be offensive to any gender, ethnic, religious, or other interest group, anything deemed off-subject, any material my girlfriend does not like, and, on rare occasions, any time I really, really feel like it.

3) These things do not amuse me: Manchester United, Liverpool, Barcelona, Coldplay, the Wall Street Journal Editorial Board, Robert Pattinson, and Justin Beiber.. Liking anything above doesn’t disqualify you from participating in this blog. It will, however, raise grave doubts about your level of taste.

And, finally:

4) There's only one team in London. Chelsea Football Club.

Okay, so let’s get it started: