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Muktea?

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If we observe the entire human population for a reasonably long duration, I have no doubt that we will be forced to conclude that man’s* ultimate problem is life. It follows that an^ obvious way to end this problem is death, a solution so frightening that we keep running away from it, and in that process run deeper into the problem until we are put out of this misery: either by a benign fellow mortal or by some immortal character who gets bored by our antics.^^The utterly hopeless, desperately optimistic fools that we are, we spend long hours debating what experiences we get to have if and when we are released from this universal problem. Well atleast this does endup liberating quite a few of us, though admittedly against our wishes, at the hands of quite a few others who take this whole intellectual masturbation a bit too seriously– poor morons never realize the exact reasoning as to how their actions can be considered as ‘social service’^^^. The question is, considering how low the altruistic levels of the human race are, would they do the same if they came to know how much they are helping the others, and how fast they are losing all the good seats at the theatres where all these ‘freed people’ are headed? Incidentally, the number and quality of these theatres is a widely popular subject of debate, and hence ‘relief’.

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* Man, unlike woman, does not carry woe at the head and hence is expected to lead to more cheerful conclusions

^ There are supposed to be some other solutions that involve sitting under the right kinds of trees for very long periods. So tedious that waiting for liberation is preferred by almost everyone

^^ A good question to ponder upon here is about whether we are addicted to life? A futher and more intellectually (and physically) gratifying extension would be to compare this to an addiction to coffee/tea

^^^Some of them liberate themselves too

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Written by kowsik

August 6, 2006 at 06:54

Posted in death, humour, life

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  1. “…that man’s* ultimate problem is life.” Another way of stating the problem would be, “…that man’s ultimate problem is HOW MAN PERCIEVES his life”.

    GunT mama, a well written satire towards those who are shortsighted by their own optimism about life.

    asitav

    August 8, 2006 at 05:50

  2. mama..U ROCK \|..|

    surprising when u r putting philosophy and coffee does not feature as the main topic of discussion 😀

    a n e esh

    August 8, 2006 at 06:42

  3. thap thap thap thap (taaliyon ki gadagadahat!!!)…
    sabse achcha laga tumhari post ka title…

    sometimes I wonder… what is mukti (…ea)? The idea that this life is not worth anything :-)… or the idea that there is nothing worth anything after this life… afterall these are just ideas… entire idealogies might be based upon them… the only thing common between the two is the bare thread of belief by which they hang precariously…

    Ankit

    August 8, 2006 at 14:40

  4. @Asit:
    You nailed it raa. There is hajjaar difference between what something is, and what we perceive it to be. As Ankit had pointed out too, “what life IS” is a question that I’ve no answer to 😦

    @Aneesh:
    Had to compromise for the sake of the title 😦 I used to swear by tea before coming to insti, so not a bad compromise.

    @Ankit:
    I think you’ve a full blog to write on what you wrote here. I don’t know what my perception of Mukti vs Life is, my immediate thought after reading your post was: “of what consequence is a day in a phd” I am waiting for your blog on this.

    As for belief, what else is there for us hang on to? Incidentally ‘thread’ reminds me of Omkara 😉

    Raghava_Gunti

    August 8, 2006 at 16:01

  5. “I created ripples,” you said, “just to float on them: insipid fools, they don’t know that it is nice to float on ripples
    than on steady water.” You haven’t stopped there, “Kicks! I used to tell them.” Now you have that haughty smile, which used to upset the people around you. “Sometimes those ripples would have reached others beyond my limits. But when authorities summoned me for an explanation for causing them, I had always been ready to give one — some used to think that I capitulated easily but … — and pretended before them as if all the ripples I created were ‘natural’.”

    The above paragraph was written by a great writer. Ultimate problem for us is neither life nor death. Boredom. We have to keep searching for someting else. We are forced to make up things, pretend that as if they were natural. Its not about the `thing’ its the amount of time that `thing’ we entertain. Any
    amount of time is too less to enjoy, at the same time too much to get bored. Simple and one great example for that `thing’ being Life. -ambi

    PS: But somebody cracked somewhere…in fixing up the time for `love making’ (assumption is that both are in reasonably in good health like no hypertension :))….God must be the one … any amount of time in love-making is too less to get bored and too much to enjoy…in Gunti’s words its anyways a BIG $%&*.

    ambi

    August 8, 2006 at 17:57

  6. “I created ripples,” you said, “just to float on them: insipid fools, they don’t know that it is nice to float on ripples
    than on steady water.” You haven’t stopped there, “Kicks! I used to tell them.” Now you have that haughty smile, which used to upset the people around you. “Sometimes those ripples would have reached others beyond my limits. But when authorities summoned me for an explanation for causing them, I had always been ready to give one — some used to think that I capitulated easily but … — and pretended before them as if all the ripples I created were ‘natural’.”

    The above paragraph was written by a great writer. Ultimate problem for us is neither life nor death. Boredom. We have to keep searching for someting else. We are forced to make up things, pretend that as if they were natural. Its not about the `thing’ its the amount of time that `thing’ we entertain. Any
    amount of time is too less to enjoy, at the same time too much to get bored. Simple and one great example for that `thing’ being Life. -ambi

    PS: But somebody cracked somewhere…in fixing up the time for `love making’ (assumption is that both are in reasonably in good health like no hypertension :))….God must be the one … any amount of time in love-making is too less to get bored and too much to enjoy…in Gunti’s words its anyways a BIG $%&*.

    ambi

    August 8, 2006 at 17:57

  7. @Ambi:
    I bow before thee… or to sum it up the Kots way, “I am bent”

    When hypertension is no hurdle for tackling on a hockey field, of what great concern can it be to ‘horizontal’* sports (unless while establishing ‘olympic’ records). Now how does one define ‘love-making’?

    My first guess about the ‘great writer’ is the most obvious one. The second guess is Marquez. Which one is the right answer? I know the remaining two options are cons (as usual)


    * strictly in George Bernard Shaw sense:
    “Dancing: the vertical expression of a horizontal desire.”

    Raghava_Gunti

    August 9, 2006 at 03:38

  8. Macchi…Kafka is dead. Don’t make that guy come out of grave, give up and wonder how he never looked at life like this! Your signature for this blog should have been: ‘Anguish of a lonely blogger’

    Guruprasad P J

    August 9, 2006 at 16:17

  9. u have raised curtains..closed windows… and think there is wall outside the window…:)
    dont go searching …when life wants to come to u…

    Anirdesh05

    August 22, 2006 at 23:48


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