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In Search of an Identity

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Identity is the trait of how the brain thinks and how the soul acts. We all have been awarded with similar hardware and yet we all are as different from each other as day and night. Even the person who are alike, share common interests, get excited about same things, tend to dress same are very much different from each other.

We fall for different persons, we like different foods, we have this unique lens, we have tremendously different chemical reactions going on inside our heads and yet we all have the same dummy structure. Since the advent of science, the vastly scattered alike objects are being categorized into groups so to trap the study of trillions of objects to a few groups that behave in a similar manner. But humans couldn’t get categorize the Homo-sapiens.

It all goes on a micro scale when ideas develop and ideologies grow. At one instant, I get proud of being a part of a distinct body and on the other, I start searching myself for the unique traits that I possess and other don’t. I want to believe that I’m special, I’m better, I have a greater cause and I lack the meaning I was meant to have found out by now.

This idea is what drives people to do scary things, to do brutal things. This idea is about the struggle of getting a ticket.. a ticket to heavens. This idea is about discovering those missing parts inside the soul. This idea is about being a part of something much bigger than a single human being. This idea is about being a part of a daring community. This idea is about having an approved identity which one has been searching all through his life. This idea is about finding divine meaning and eternal happiness.

When injected into the minds of weakly wicked souls, this idea propagates like a virus, attacking the immune system, destroying the happy cells and compelling one to do things that he wont even be able to see. This is about taking a revenge, a revenge from the people who are in peace with the fact that you cannot know everything in this short life. A revenge from the people who don’t know what they are going to face next.

It’s when incidents like the California’s Human Hunting happen, when the Paris Attacks are witnessed, when the Syrians get bombarded, when the Palestinians construct pools of blood supplied by innocent children. Geographies are different but the incidents taking place are alike in nature, different ideas from different ideologies trying to conquer each other. They don’t know one mere simple fact that they should just agree to disagree. Live and let the other live.

I really don’t know how to do this…

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Time to Vent

This is long, but I need someone to read it. Please.

My husband is sick. Not like, a head cold sick, but like, his heart doesn’t work right, anymore, sick.

He has heart failure with cardiomyopathy. His resting heart rate is around 128. He is 38 years old.

He was diagnosed with CHF in August of 2013 and treated for a year with medications. His condition didn’t improve, but it didn’t worsen. He was still able to work during that time, even though he was tired all the time. (He worked in maintenance at a prison.) After having a heart cath and finding his ejection fraction around 20-25%, his cardiologists suggested surgery to have an ICD put in. After realizing the importance of this in keeping him from having a sudden fatal heart attack, we decided to go ahead with the surgery. The plans were for him to go back…

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Happy New Year

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In a while there’ll come a new year
Full of hopes and having a little fear
Who knows what tomorrow will bring
For the time being, let’s all cheer

Let’s not forget the friend we’ve seen
It’s our goodbye to the old twenty fourteen
We’ll miss all the packages you delivered
And wonder how with us your stay has been

As free as the wind we all will fly
No matter how hard the rocks are but we’ll try
Time has aged a year, so have grown our lives
To everyone missing, to all who lost us, it’s now time to say goodbye

Technical Era of Modern Slavery

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Slavery

Slavery can be defined as the legal system or the economic system that treats people as property. In the manner property can be sold or purchased, the slaves can also be sold or purchased. Well in today’s world it’s really very tricky to decide what term should be used, whether I should use that in slavery people ‘can’ be sold or purchased or should I use people ‘could’ be sold or purchased in ancient times.
Slavery is now banned in all the countries on earth. Legislation has taken place condemning the practice of slavery, granting every human being a free air to breath. According to the statistics, in the past, there were some people who had superiority onto others, as their birth right. More often, people born into rich families, having a high cast and a social class in the society conserved their right to have some of the low case, poor people as their slaves.

When history is viewed, it becomes evident that the lower and suppressed class of the society has always been facing the adverse effects of slavery. And that now the tradition has completely vanished in all parts of the worlds, atleast as far as legislation is concerned. Today every human has his rights to spend his life as an independent person. Human rights have to be watched out in prison, during wars, during labor work and every other possible aspect.
Since everything in this world has gone through the process of evolution, so has slavery. When viewed in depth, one can easily recognize that old wine in a new bottle. Humans were slaves to humans, today humans are still the slaves, sometimes of others, sometimes of their own, at other times of the society and of the social customs at some other times. It’s just the slaves have been tied with invisible chains, called responsibilities now a days. A person working in an organization is ‘responsible’ for his part played in the well-being of the company. That performance is going to bring him ‘promotion’ so that he could have some extra bucks in his pocket, to enjoy his quality life.

He goes on working day and night, thus slaughtering his present for the future well-being of the company, with which his own well-being is supposedly connected. Kind of resembles the idea of slavery in older times where the well-being of slaves is conditioned with the well-being of his master, I wonder. Some other person is addicted to follow his yesterday’s dream that tomorrow he’s going to find a treasure only if he keeps on running for today. He’s living his present in pursuing yesterday’s dream to have a tomorrow. Every today starts with the struggle of a better tomorrow and ends with more dreams at the end of the day, we shouldn’t call it slavery at all, or should we?

The industrial revolution, the progressing economies, the urge to have a better tomorrow, the desire of a perfect future has made this present a complete mess. Who knows what whether he’d be there to see the tomorrow and who can have a taste of yesterday as they very wisely say that yesterday’s a history and tomorrow’s a mystery. The only real thing one has in his hand is his present, which is indeed a present for him today. Tomorrow he’d be awarded another ‘present’ for the entire day. This slavery can be ended by personal legislation to dedicate the lifeline of attention and feel to the present moment as what passes away beautifully becomes immortally unchangeable.

There’s More to Life

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There are pearls in your hand, when you weigh
They’ll soothe you any time, in any way,
Why wait for the unaccomplished milestones
When you can live, this moment, today.

To the unachieved, you shouldn’t get yourself bound
Look at the ones you have and turn around,
It’s then when you value your dreams, you get to know
There’s a new ‘you’ that you just found.

Your loved ones are your side by side
Life is happy, love is wide,
When you can’t cover your sorrows
They are ready to accept, are ready to hide.

Getting there

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Sometimes all we have to do is to hold on a little more..

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getting there

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