Yes, I can but won’t be allowed to. It’s a question I have
always asked myself and wondered. The impossibility of the implausible
hypocrisy of the religious, cultured, educated Indian is the stark reality that
stands out.
We search for and create godmen. The same we go ahead and
find faults in our creation. Question the sanctity of the unbelievable acts of
godmanship. We pride in our ability to isolate the bad. But, all this from the
same individual we catapulted to the sanctum sanctorum? The sights in life and
my living is evident of the invasion of the human being by the mind of the
lifeless madness.
What is life? A race
towards death or the celebration of birth? We, or let me not generalise, rather
say most ofus live the years with no sight of our final goal and create an
expectation of endless journey.
