Orphic Exposure

  Time passes, or do we? You wake up, and you are already late. Late for what? Late for whom? We know, yet we do not know! Hmm, time weights upon us like a gigantic anchor, doesn’t it? Holds you to the demands of the world. Personally, I sometimes wonder, that I do not wake when my body wills it, nor do I sleep when I am tired. Right? I exist within a framework imposed upon me, a structure of “hours and minutes and seconds” that just marches with the cold indifference. This tyrannic idea is just time for us! I cannot help but see time as the greatest illusion of all, a fabrication that has seeped into the very marrow of our being. We do not simply measure time; we OBEY it. We submit to it as if it were a God, never questioning the foundations upon which it stands. But who created this idol? And for whose benefit? My guess is, it’s the bourgeoisie class! "Man is free but everywhere in chains" — J. J. Rousseau Let’s see it this way: My way. What is slave morality? It is th...

Men of Quality support Women's Equality Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone who has ever had to Google “Is it misogynistic if…?” —hold your beers! Let’s talk feminism today, and about women, too (Reminds me of that one friend in every group, lmao!). That makes you nervous, too, sometimes, right? (I mean, NEVER in my life!?) Nowadays, men hear the F word and just start looking for the nearest exit. For women, they calculate if it’s worth getting into an argument with their stupid “friend” (and that too, on someone’s treat or birthday party, preferably! Hehehe) Now, let’s bust the myth, let’s bring it all down a bit, to the core. To something that is actually meaningful. And not a perfectly fine young lady making an elderly man stand up, by saying “I am a woman so I want to have that seat” (It’s really a torture for middle-aged. The elders, at least, get to have their say..) The real thing is, feminism isn’t scary! It’s not a cult like some of you may think. It’s not like they have se...

Reprogramming psychological inheritance of colonised minds   What does it mean to be free? Not free in the way history books tell it, not the freedom of flags raised and anthems sung, not the freedom of borders drawn and treaties signed. I speak of freedom , a deeper one—the freedom of mind. And I ask you, ARE WE TRULY FREE? For centuries, outsiders came to our land with their ships and swords, with their guns and laws; they took our riches, reshaped our cities, left scars upon the earth. But what they truly sought was something far greater, something more enduring (Than any relationship in Hauz Khas, lol)—the mastery over our minds. And that, I fear, they have not fully relinquished. Yes, the Brits left a long ago. But did they really? Look around you. The language in which I speak, the very words that shape my thoughts, the structures that dictate our knowledge, our success, our aspirations—do they not still bear the imprint of their makers? (I am pretty sure everyone of you ...