Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Something struck me

Life is multi-lingual. It constantly talks to you in many languages. Out of all these languages that you can hear, the one you choose to listen to depends on the language you learnt.
Most people attain great fluency in hatred. The language of love, it would seem, is left to the animals.
Brexit, sad but necessary.

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Duped

How could I be so stupid?

That's me

I'm the kind of guy who perhaps had the skill to build an armour but not the courage to wear it to battle.

A conflict within

The idealist in me would have voted against Brexit.
The realist in me would have voted for Brexit.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Some change

UK has just decided to leave the EU. I'm happy but nervous for what lies immediately ahead though the long-term prospects look good. Bidding adieu to Europe kinda makes me feel sad, I must confess.

On a very different note, after having already converted Bitcoins into Pounds, Dollars and Euros, I converted the cryptocurrency into Indian Rupees today.
Fintech has come far. I've dabbled in 6 currencies in the last 1 week, 7 overall.

Monday, June 13, 2016

The times of distress

These are not the best of times for me, ma or didi.
Didi endured a major operation recently. Life since then hasn't been very easy.
Ma, whose condition seems to be the most precarious, is mercifully oblivious to her own condition. It's actually the distress others face that worries me the most. I wonder how long we can pull through and how painful the end will be. I'm consumed in thinking how unfortunate it has been that a cruel twist of fate has robbed her and the people around her so many moments of normal living. Even a semblance of normalcy would be a great relief. My pain consumes me.
I have my own issues, mostly within. It's a conflict I seem to be losing.
Why did dad have to leave so soon?

Saturday, June 11, 2016

An observation.

There is more truth in a baby's gibberish than a preacher's sermon.

Christina Grimmie is dead


I won't pretend I was familiar with the name. I wasn't. Christina Grimmie was a rising YouTube star, one of the many people who gained quick fame due to the fact that the Internet empowers people to reach far and wide without a marketing push. People sat up and took notice of the talented singer. She didn't need an entire army of musicians and back-up singers to carry her through. The keyboard was enough. She deserved all the accolade. This is even more commendable when I see the number of vanity-filled wannabe stars trying their luck at talent shows. I'm surprised the judges have managed not to slip into coma after years and years of mental assault with their talentless performances. Christina Grimmie was sheer talent. The world was warming up to her treating her just right.

But something did go tragically wrong for her. Someone pulled the trigger at a concert and killed her before turning the gun on himself and meeting the same fate. Now I have no trouble accepting people's right to end their own life. You have every right to end your miserable life if you so desire. In fact, I'll go to the extent of endorsing euthanasia in the developed world. It would be subject to abuse in the developing world, thus my reservations.

But you have no right to kill someone else, no matter what the reason, the only exception being self-defense. Which is why I have a problem with American gun control policies. Some people will always be crazy and do stupid things, pulling the trigger for instance. And when buying a gun over-the-counter is as easy as taking a bath, innocent people will keep falling victim to the delusions of the crazy. History repeats itself only because we choose not to learn from it.

Christina Grimmie, all of 22, had her beautiful life cut short. If there is life after death, Christina, I hope you're at peace.