MISFITS

I am an Indian at heart. I love my Country. But I am not patriotic. I believe that no piece of land is worth sacrificing a life for. Last night I watched 30 minutes of an old Tamil movie, “Parthiban Kanavu.” It is about the dream of a Dying Chola King, for the Cholas to regain and become the supreme power once again, through his Son. The Chola Dynasty was one of the longest ruling Dynasties in history, from 9 th  century to 13 th  century.   Later the dynasty fell, and sank into obscurity by the end of 13 th  century, to be overshadowed by the Pandiyan Empire When we read history we come across, war after war for establishing an empire, expanding  dynasty, leaving in its wake endless bloodshed and suffering and loss of life and property. This being the reason for me being non patriotic. It is quite meaningless to sacrifice lives, for a land which, anyway does not belong to anyone. The earth belongs to no one. As much as the fact that our own...

 I am an intellectual. I think, introspect and analyze. This habit of mine makes bonding with someone very difficult. Being overtly critical, I find it impossible to have lasting relationships. I found that most people have a very superficial thought process. Their talking was shallow, beliefs  were contradicting, and they were never in command of their emotions. They always blamed the circumstances, fate, people and anything else, for their misfortunes and unhappiness. They were not in control.  “ Don’t be happy that you are intelligent. You have to deal with every other Idiot who is not. “  This sentences totally applied to me. So I started withdrawing form people. My circle became smaller and smaller. Later I began avoiding people. I was happy with my being alone. But in my day to day life I had to interact with people: Something which I could not avoid. So every time someone  spoke to me, my temples started smarting in pain. And I had constant headache...