“You can’t have a new, easy skin before you have sloughed the old, tight skin. You can’t. And you just can’t, so you may as well leave off pretending.”
D. H. Lawrence
Right at the outset, I want to tell you that I’ve met some very nice humans (both men & women). I don’t write about them, cause it’s going to be so boring.
Anyway, there are people who know what’s going to happen to a person in his future. Maybe they live in the future, but they are not psychic. There are people who want to bring about peace in the entire world & fail to accomplish the very aim with the very few people they mingle with. There are people who have problems with everything. There are people who think they are always right & others are always wrong. There are people who aren’t different at all, but want to be labeled as eccentric. There are people who want to act & sound smart 24/7. There are people who preach something & practice something else. There are people who are supersensitive about themselves & don’t give a damn as to what happens to others. There are people who think others are stupid & they won’t understand the meaning of anything that is not obvious. And yes there is one more kind that I can’t stand - the type that thinks with his dick & also has the audacity to think that the other person is equally excited when there is no connection whatsoever.
In all these years, the kind that irritates me the most are the ones who pretend to be such great humans & are so very comfortable with everything that is extremely disgusting around them. I don’t know how do they manage to do all that to themselves. I rarely turn them over in my brain. I don’t have the answer. In fact, I don’t have most of the answers.
I’d like to elaborate one type of people - I happen to know some who ask innumerable questions & they think it’s not obvious that they are trying to find out something, which is so obvious to the person. I think by the time I would be 70, people would stop asking such stupid questions. I seriously hope they do. At the age of 70, I may not seem stupid.
I have been teasing my sister for quite some time that she knows pretty weird creatures. Nevertheless, I happen to know really mad ones. I’m not sure if they are dysfunctional. But they are invariably right about everything & they know everything.
“God decided to do certain things in a certain way & why He did this is a secret known only to Him.”
Paulo Coelho
I’m not here to make people happy or to take dictation from them. You want to order, you can order your slaves, who are ready to worship you at any cost. I’m not saying that I don’t put up with shit. Of course I can, but that person has to be important.
“I say let the old guns rot. Get new ones, & shoot straight.”
D. H. Lawrence
It’s high time. People should come up with new tactics. It’s all the more boring to hear the same story again & again. It might be difficult when you don’t know how to use your brain cells. And yes it’s time to tell you why I have been ranting like this. Actually I read this in one of my notebooks:
“This is slavery, not speak one’s thought.”
Euripides
And I said what I had to. I just couldn’t help it. I know I must have missed a number of species. We’ll dissect them some other time.
Nadira Rahman
D. H. Lawrence
Right at the outset, I want to tell you that I’ve met some very nice humans (both men & women). I don’t write about them, cause it’s going to be so boring.
Anyway, there are people who know what’s going to happen to a person in his future. Maybe they live in the future, but they are not psychic. There are people who want to bring about peace in the entire world & fail to accomplish the very aim with the very few people they mingle with. There are people who have problems with everything. There are people who think they are always right & others are always wrong. There are people who aren’t different at all, but want to be labeled as eccentric. There are people who want to act & sound smart 24/7. There are people who preach something & practice something else. There are people who are supersensitive about themselves & don’t give a damn as to what happens to others. There are people who think others are stupid & they won’t understand the meaning of anything that is not obvious. And yes there is one more kind that I can’t stand - the type that thinks with his dick & also has the audacity to think that the other person is equally excited when there is no connection whatsoever.
In all these years, the kind that irritates me the most are the ones who pretend to be such great humans & are so very comfortable with everything that is extremely disgusting around them. I don’t know how do they manage to do all that to themselves. I rarely turn them over in my brain. I don’t have the answer. In fact, I don’t have most of the answers.
I’d like to elaborate one type of people - I happen to know some who ask innumerable questions & they think it’s not obvious that they are trying to find out something, which is so obvious to the person. I think by the time I would be 70, people would stop asking such stupid questions. I seriously hope they do. At the age of 70, I may not seem stupid.
I have been teasing my sister for quite some time that she knows pretty weird creatures. Nevertheless, I happen to know really mad ones. I’m not sure if they are dysfunctional. But they are invariably right about everything & they know everything.
“God decided to do certain things in a certain way & why He did this is a secret known only to Him.”
Paulo Coelho
I’m not here to make people happy or to take dictation from them. You want to order, you can order your slaves, who are ready to worship you at any cost. I’m not saying that I don’t put up with shit. Of course I can, but that person has to be important.
“I say let the old guns rot. Get new ones, & shoot straight.”
D. H. Lawrence
It’s high time. People should come up with new tactics. It’s all the more boring to hear the same story again & again. It might be difficult when you don’t know how to use your brain cells. And yes it’s time to tell you why I have been ranting like this. Actually I read this in one of my notebooks:
“This is slavery, not speak one’s thought.”
Euripides
And I said what I had to. I just couldn’t help it. I know I must have missed a number of species. We’ll dissect them some other time.
Nadira Rahman
