Illegitimi non carborundum

The title is a Latin aphorism meaning - ” Don’t let the bastards grind you down “

I came across this maxim when my good friend and used-t0-be neighbour used it once.
It made sense to me and I felt that it conveyed a true message for a positive and happy living.

And ofcourse there exist a few bastards in everyone’s life and this makes it germane.

Go mad

Life itself is a play and thus is virtual, or call it unreal, so how is it wise to expect others to be the way we want. This falls in line with the words of Shakespeare:


“All the world’s a stage
And all the men and women merely players”

 
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Truth, honesty, goodness or name any virtue, its all man’s understanding of life and are his creations. In the virgin world, billions of years ago, I doubt we would find any relevance to all these. So, it is idiotic to expect anyone to follow or patronise such so-called virtues. So, the conception that people should be evaluated based on these virtues is faulty. Afterall, there is nothing wrong in being raw and undefiled, not patronising the humanised interpretations of life.
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So, an action is an action and is neither bad nor good. There exists no ethics, morals, virtues or anything whatsoever. No living thing is born to follow these and is not bound to any restrictions.
The stage is set and our role is just to go out and act. And not go out and frame rules for acting. Those, if any , would have been formed much before the stage was set by whomsoever concerned. The inability to fly, live underwater and such things, are actually the restrictions which were designated to us by the occult. But for these, any other framed restrictions are simple misleading humanity.
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I started somewhere. I ended elsewhere. ”Ramblings” u see.. 
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So, do I endorse whatever I said hitherto? How does it matter?
Anyway, my sanity says “NO” and my insanity says “YES”

Damn ethics !!!!! Why am I not practical in life????

The dictionary suggests

Noun: ethic ethik
 
1. The principles of right and wrong that are accepted by an individual or a social group
2. A system of principles governing morality and acceptable conduct.

These definitions will soon be archaic as they seem out of place in the current day scenario.
Practicality(with exceptions though) is overshadowing ethical conduct everywhere and ultimately, people like me who are hesitant to compromise on the latter are the sufferers. This evolving trend and the ever increasing rat-race among peers goad us to compromise on ethics. But then, I had hitherto been uncompromising, not primarily because I realised the ignobleness of doing so but since I had been pseudo-immune to this trend due to lack of knowledge of it. In the past, I had been saved from such unsavory circumstances by the virtue of simply not knowing the seriousness of the issue. Now that I am aware of the seriousness of the issue and the area of trouble, it becomes difficult to retain that so-called ethics of mine as there is a constant pressure on me unlike the earlier scenarios where I was oblivious to the same.

In my case, all these boil down to the question of retaining my originality amidst the constantly changing milieu since my actual self is high on morals and ethics . I realised the importance of this when I first heard it from my inspiration, Rajnikanth, in one of his interviews where he was seen explaining what it takes to be a genius. I readily agreed to his views on this as I could relate myself to it. Afterall, that sense of self-satisfaction doesn’t come from being a ’ virtual self ’ but comes from being the ‘actual self ‘. With time, it is common to deviate from our original state but what matters is that how we realise and recourse back to our path. This theory, I would say, is analogous to the concept of ‘course correction’ that is germane to a gamut of fields from rocket science to economics.

So, on one hand we have the urge to retrace our originality and on the other, we have this trend which further takes us away from the orginality. In such crossroads, perseverance and grit would tilt us in the favour of the former and lack of them would result otherwise. Touchwood, I had been on the former side prefering ethics to mere practicality.

Those were the days when I cried and got whatever I wanted…

Those were the days when I thought every vegetarian that I saw was a Jain…

Those were the days when I refused to accept that my dad was not the eldest of his siblings…

Those were the days when I used to relate brand names with people’s names…

Those were the days when I used to know Tamil poems by heart…

Those were the days when I always preferred sour “manga”…

Those were the days when I played “Dangerous Dave” on my dad’s computer…

Those were the days when I pretended to sleep to skip my Karate class…

Those were the days when I often gave a few hard blows to Aravind…

Those were the days when I refused to return from my native village…

Those were the days when I used to be terrorized by my uncle’s baritone…

Those were the days when I filled up my pockets with snacks from school…

Those were the days when I chased the school bus with my thata every morning…

Those were the days when I never went to pooja room but for hiding myself in a game of hide n seek…

Those were the days when I graduated from a 4 wheeled to a bicycle…

Those were the days when Carnatic music was never music to my ears…

Those were the days when we shouted “Route number 6A down! down! down!”…

Those were the days when I thought my mom was a good cook… ;-)

Yes,

Those were…..       ” THE DAYS “.

Finally, blogging comes my way after years of torpor. I decided to retain the title suggested by my cousin long ago keeping in mind my cricketing past and who has been relentlessly persuading me to take up blogging for the past few years. So here I come hoping to match the standards set by my cousins and friends in the blog world.

The right cue moment has arrived… Now that I have lots to share and voice.

Plenty to come..

Later…