A twist in the Tale

I have been a fuck up since I passed class 10th (ofcourse academically), I mean not a disastrous fuck up,but an average one,I wouldn't mind if I were a disaster or Super smart the problem is I was an average fuck .One problem I always have with Life is I can't stand averagism(does it exist?) **ok my vocabulary sucks**

Either I had to be in the sky or at the nadir,I can't be suspended in the mid air like a helpless spider, a hanging body from the willows,or something else which is the result of two forces acting in opposite ,I don't wanna live on the mercy of the two forces in agreement with each other ,don't wanna live being tore apart by the two forces each and every moment and praying that they coexist.After all this is my life and I wholly own it.John Galt ( Atlas shrugged) taught me how the crude and irrational world acts against the rational people,how the irrational and senseless people feed on the minds of the intellectuals,of how the symbol of GOD makes people lose their senses.

I disliked the educational system to the core,especially in mediocre colleges which feed on the money and give us a handful of stinking shit!I disliked people going to temples leaving all their problems to GOD .I hated empty talks,mindless crap,and people who shower sympathy.Man is a rational being ,just like animals are ruled by their instincts man can't be ruled by only his instincts.every task done by the man involves complex thought process ,which eliminates choices and chooses the best .here the "best" is what differs from man to man.It is your education,environment,commonsense which tells what "best" is.

Since the education has just become the assimilation of figures ,facts,scoring GPA's,getting jobs, there is no person who can really make the "best" choice for himself.All the decisions are taken in order to be someone else or something but never do a person really realize what he wants to be.Very few people exceute their choices rationally and they are the only happy bunch of people you find in this planet.

I'm not professing that I'm the happiest person in this planet,though I know the science behind the scenes,since I'm trapped in "society" it is really a difficult task to cut out of those pulling strings which hold you like a puppet and make them dance to your tunes.Since the policies formed by the government are for the so called "society" but not for the individual in general there is still poverty .After all what is a society without individuals?

Once the policy makers realize this there can be heaven on earth.
Greed,corruption,selfishness, illiteracy, overpopulation,molestation,rapes,floods,famines,accidents,hunger,robbery,naxalism,terrorism,nepotism,regionalism,fear of failure,fear of death,fear of power,fear of dissatisfaction,frustration.

All these issues can be swept off when people realise the power of rationality,objectivism,and start enjoying their lifes.

To give you a clear cut idea on objectivism I would suggest you to read
1.Fountain head
2.Atlas shrugged . by Ayn rand.Later you can delve into others.

PS: If you have lived your life without reading Atlas shrugged then you haven't really lived it!


Atlas shrugged movie is gonna hit the screens in 2011 for more info do visit
http: //www.imdb.com/title/tt0480239/fullcredits#cast

..Some..day

Since I was young, I always fantasized big cars,the Esteems(then),the Audis ,BMWs and Skodas now. But whenever I asked my dad to buy a car he used to say he could only buy a motorcycle and its my duty to buy my own car ,Though I used to feel disappointed initially, later I felt I would drive an Esteem someday. My dad had a motorcycle( Hero honda Cd 100) since I was born,every time there was a change in the motor cycle seat color so that we wouldn't get bored of it.We used to intensely discuss for hours together on what color we need to give it,after a lot of hustle and tussle three of us(dad,bro and myself) used to take the motorcycle and give it in a garage beside the police station and eagerly wait for that cheetah skin seat to be put on it .The feeling of sitting on a cheetah is inexplicable!

The long rides sitting on the tank holding my brother and my mom at back we four used to go to our village,and I was always proud that my father was the only person in the family who owned a bike,and added to it who knows even tripling.I used to love the gyaan he used to give me on overtaking huge containers,avoiding the muddy pools,the stray dogs,the uphill gear theories,one hand riding.

Recently he bought a Pulsar and asked me to drive,initially dad was apprehensive of sitting at my back and when I forced him to he agreed to it.after reaching home he told me " You drive a lot better than ur dad!"