Names. Surnames. Initials. The 'A's and 'B's and 'C's of X and Y and Z. Aren't we all quite proud of ourselves, our parents and grandparents? It does feel funny to read a wedding card where by the time you finish negotiating the initials and surnames, you would have quite rightly forgotten the bride and groom's names. It happens to everybody that we go to a marriage and look clueless when somebody asks the name of the bride or groom. Wouldn't it be easier on the mind, tongue and the ego if we were just known by our names? Wouldn't there be zero ego in such a case?
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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