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DECEMBER DIARY:street talks and judgementalism


My dear,
There are some stories that I never told you.
May be because these stories do not have any hero to die for or villain to live enough.
May be because these stories have synonymous connection with every society where some day some one was brought up beneath an underlying struggle to get wise as well as educated.
I have always believed that being wise and being educated are not always the same thing,but in order to elucidate these stories you need to be both or you must be hoping to be both.
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My dear,
since the beginning of this december I am roaming through every critical streets that connects this society from the rest of the world.

I some times feel these people are just aimless bunch of loveless people.They work like machines,behave like machines ,respect like machines and of course make love like machines.Orthodoxy and set trends of living has muffled this society ab intio. And the worst thing is the  exception....there is no one to break this trend ...no one to peep out of puppet and ask for a drink together, for a celebration.
I some times feel they are time less people running always out of time and money.They have enough to stretch their capital investment, they have enough to offer their children above average class education,they have enough to stretch their land and more than enough to wave off their daughter to a better home.Still they don't have enough to cherish the moments, to celebrate with time .They have enough to drink alone yet not enough to drink together.
I some times feel these people are born with formalities and diplomacy deployed with decencies .
They do not believe in experiments and neither they let you to do.They always talk about the risks, the accidents and the last evening murders from different corners of the country and beyond that gets printed in black and white newspapers.They are negatively polarized people and they are many in this world.
My dear
I sometimes feel that I need to hate them,I need to recapitulate my wisdom ,amalgamate it with my education and revolt against them.But I can not ......
I am like a silent lamb.Its not that a silent lamb can not speak ,rather it should not.If it does it will break  the silence of the valley ,the chain of orthodoxy ,dogmatism and genetically inherited fear.
Yet I assure you ,things will change with time.With time they will understand why playing cricket is also necessary...
I still respect them ,may be because hatred will not fetch any solution, or may be because I have a hope to delink these chains, a hope to get these people out of this mortified,petrified and stupefied society or may be because
I believe hope is a good thing,faith is a better one and love is the ultimate.........



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