World does not work the way it seems. Either I have an underdeveloped processing system to process information or people in general are so complex that it’s almost impossible to correctly identify the real self of people around you. People are seem to be hidden under this web of lies, and somehow are afraid of revealing their true self. Well its not that I am against anyone decision to hide their personal secrets but deceiving someone with false facts and promises is certainly cruel. Its not that I have met only pathological cheaters but on the contrary people I know are frank and brave about themselves. I guess that the reason when I met people so very different it is difficult for me not to believe in them.
I am not very proud of my social intelligence so I never feel bad when people generally turned out to be different than I expect them to be but it hurts when you feel manipulated for some petty gains. It deletes your faith in humanity and you feel revengeful which ultimately harm you more than the deceit itself. When the reality actually dawns on you it leads to varied response depending on how close the person is to you and in my case the persons. I think these problems come in pairs and I had to face two of them. They are completely separate people unknown to each other except me being their common victim.
Anyway I guess I am just crying too much. People do different things under different circumstances. Life is not fair to everybody and those who have suffered in the past may find it easy to do this to people. There may be some explanation to everything people do. Life put people under difficult situations and it easy to break under some of them. Lies may be sometimes necessary and I don't want to argue on that but writing this blog was to ask myself what should I take home from this? What are my lessons? I think I have my answer now..
I will never be able to control what others do to me its their discretion what I can do is to control my actions and the best way to do it to be honest about myself to others. Whether others do good or bad is just immaterial… not worth my effort or energy...
What is it being an India n? What is this thing which I call my mother land... my nation. Why am I told to respect it and love it. What does it represents? Is it just a block of land where I was born , a place whose culture and history shaped my thinking , whose laws and forces protected me and whose system allowed me to be able to write this up here the way I want to.. In Discovery of India Nehru explains that a country is the sum total of the aspirations of its inhabitants. A nation is build by all the social, political ,economic and environmental forces which shapes its behavior and belief systems and thus forms the backbone of its culture. Long ago when Man started his journey from the heartland of Africa he was looking for new places to support the growing population. The humans in next thousands of years spread across the nook and corner of this planet and formed the basis of the nation states as we saw them today. This brings us to the question of Why do we need nations in fir...
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You get hurt, it heals and you get hurt again. So, I think it is best to learn from all the mistakes and just move on.
PS. I think I am not making any sense!! You see Nothing good happens after 2:00 am and it is already 2:20. So, just chill out, dude!! (Fosters anyone)