Mysore mornings are very cold now. It was so chilling a few days ago that we would shiver from feet up, to the very tip of our lifeless hairs. And I hate sweaters, jerkins. I start for the Press from home at 7.30 am and shiver all the way. After reaching I take a minute outside in the sun who too seems to radiate cold rays and fails in his duty to warm us up. It is fun to get warm and cozy after braving the chilly air. Nowadays, however, only the morning chill remains, as the day and night are getting warmer.
Guess I am out of touch with everything right now, so no blog entry for many days. From many days, a question is bothering me. I haven't found a satisfactory answer yet. So I'll write it down here. Maybe anybody who reads this may know the answer. "Just because we are journalists, writers, opinion creators and thinkers, do we have the right to judge others? Either personally or professionally?" I think we don't have the right to judge a person, even if we are right. But as writers, we would have to judge others whether we like it or not. And it's very difficult forcing people to think, but that's what we are doing or pretending to be doing right? Another question: "How come life is so simple if you just let it live by itself without bothering much and so complicated if you try to manipulate it or even understand it?" Blessed are the ignorant. We who can understand everything, try not to let anything go by without understanding and thus miss the b
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