Somethings Are The Way They Are...

Somethings are the way they are and words just can't explain. No matter how hard you try to make everyone understand, no matter how you make the picture clear...but when the person sitting in front of you doesn't want to see the real picture, not much can be done. It's better to let things be the way they are. There is no point banging your head against a wall.

What's interesting is how everyone is wearing the goggles and following each other blindly going to some Practical Valley of success through the roads of lies, games, hypocrisy and fake talk. And those who defy the norms are the mad ones. The blind followers ensure the madness doesn't spread any further. The fear of this lonesome madness is far greater than the fear of the blindness leading them to a shit hole. Or they feel at least they are together.

I just realized when I decided to leave my job how a lot of people indirectly told me what a loser I am. They told me how unhappy I will be. That I have left the best option and growth. I don't know how people can pass their judgement and predict the future without knowing why a decision was made in the first place. But because these people don't mean anything to me I didn't spend a lot of time explaining to them about my reasons.

It wasn't that easy for me either to take the step...I linger on to stuff for long. But then when I felt I wasn't happy I just took the step. Everyone can't take such steps but I was at a point when I felt peace of mind is more important than growth and success. If you don't bring the change then you're stuck and when you're stuck you're not growing from any angle. And what is life without any change. We have to take the risk. You can't play it safe all the time. And then when you are not wearing the goggles and following everyone blindly - perhaps you are the one to take such a step anyway which everyone disapproves of. Nevertheless, since it's your life you gotta make it or break it your way.

And then another thing is that I just feel when you are better than the rest you gotta be told this. But when you see the worshippers of fake shit are getting it all by doing nothing but by virtually blabbing stuff, it makes no sense to me. There should be a difference between work and shit! There should be a difference between being focused and playing games! The right things need to be told to the right people at the right time.

But since certain things are not in your control you gotta let them be. And since we are and should be in absolute control of our life...it's better to do what you think is right with your life and forget what everyone else thinks.

- Zaira Rahman

Would you sleep with anyone to climb the ladder of success?

While playing Q &A, I asked this particular question. Naturally whoever took the test said NO. I also don’t happen to be friends with anyone who is screwing to get ahead in life. And people I know who are into all these things wouldn’t answer my questions, in the 1st place.

We haven’t been able to play Q & A lately as my sister has too many weirdos in her circle & they have nothing better to do than to read what we have to say & then they put up stupid questions. Dealing with stupid questions is also an art. My sister can deal with them, but I can’t.

Catharsis is something that purges (Oh really?), but if you think writers are here to pour out each & every story…then you are wrong. I only talk about things I want to talk about…I never go further than that. Now why the hell am I writing on this? But I’m sure it’s not yet clear as to what I’m writing about.

Coming back to those who sleep in order to get ahead…I would only say: It’s your life & you make your choices. Frankly speaking, I don’t really care & I’m not into writing moral stuff. To me sex is a sacred thing. The only questions I can throw at them are: Are you living for your fleshly desires? Has the big O happened? Are you having it right now? Or do you just fake it? I would be the last person to ask them: how could you insult sex? Because I don’t really know…maybe they are enjoying it. If not, how saddening!

My favourite question has always been: Do you fantasize about sex? I do, but I hardly come across people who say yes. Honesty is but a rare thing.

“Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”

D. H. Lawrence

Now I’m going to tell why I have written all this. One such lady asked my sister: who is the guy Nadz fighting with on the blognetwork? That was one dumb question. She could have asked as to why I got into that silly argument with a retard. That would have sounded hilarious at least. And see what I have done today.

On a serious note, I’ve seen the world doesn’t have problem with people who sleep in order to gain something. But the world has problem with those who raise their voice against an atrocity or a crime that shouldn’t be mentioned. As long as people keep mum about it, that thing doesn’t exist. Is there anything in this world that escapes corruption? Isn’t it corruption that you stay quiet when you should speak up against something that isn’t right?

That’s what I don’t like. And you don’t have to approve or disapprove of it. I’m not asking for your opinion.

“If I speak a little bluntly – well, that's my way. I don't mince matters. I say what I think."
Moliere

Nadira Rahman