Bura jo dekhan mein chala.....

Question arises, are we always good at all times? Don't we all have our positive and negative points? While it is good to accept ourselves and other people the way they are, with all their positive and negative points, it is more important to accept that all of us have been good and bad at different points in our life. Are we always right about everything that we say and do? Don't we all make mistakes and are we not wrong on several occasions? Depending on the context, the situation, the person, the time and the state of mind and heart, we behave differently at different points. Then, why do we malign a person because of our coloured vision and prejudices? Why do we allow ourselves this indulgence of making sweeping generalisations? Perhaps we were unfortunate to interact with this person at the wrong time or the situation was not right. Let us learn to think in a mature manner and rise above our own prejudices. Let us not measure everyone with the yardstick of our own experiences. Let us not form opinions about people and pass judgement on their behaviour based on a few isolated experiences. And then before we raise an accusing finger on other people, let us ponder more seriously on our own flaws and try to improve on them ( a very difficult thing to accept and implement indeed!).

Poetic renaissance

The purity of ideas is like air, and continuity of life comes from keeping it fresh and free for all. It enters our system and with a sense of metabolic psychological continuity makes us do different things. Today the media takes out one's inner quest and fills the mindspace with what helps them bring eyeballs. Sensationalising politics, condensing and repackaging cricket and devaluing films and glamorising the tinsel world does not leave the common man with time to delve inside, to find his deeper connect with art. The future of our nation lies in the realm of visionary global creativity and not escapist consumerism. We have inherited their lingua franca only to remain second to the original, be looked down upon and ridiculed. Now our entire Indian elite has no choice. Even if it wants to connect with its own poetic world, it can't. It is a tragedy for the future of Indian renaissance.