Utopia

To Instagram, or not to Instagram, that is the Question. “The desert looks good but is it Instagram-able?”   “ Am I being obtuse by not raising my voice against this highly relevant social issue when everyone has put up a story about it?” “ My feed is flooded with Deepavali pictures; am I sticking out by not sharing mine?” If you are familiar with any social media, these questions may have resonated with you. I am one of the millennials, broadly categorised as Social Media-Obsessed and Attention-Craving Species, always choosing instant pleasure over long term benefits. Social media has touched every aspect of our lives, from socializing to social issues to shopping.      The  beauty and the terror of social media lie in the fact that every Tom, Dick and Harry can have an account and hence, a voice.         We live in Democracies, Tyrannies or Facist-nations- disguised-as-democracies,  but almost none of us is exempt from th...

There was a time whenever the rain happens, it used to bring some pain for me. Running from it going inside and drawing my curtains, but even indoors there was no escape from petrichor (the earthly scent after rain). It filled everything from the ground up. But the only thing the smell of rain brought to mind for me that time was a decaying stink. Shut in behind my curtains, I used to feel a violent loathing for rain. I hate it what the rain had in store for me; I hated the dull, throbbing ache it aroused inside me. I had never hated anything in my life with such intensity. Walking beneath The rain, I could hardly hear what people said to me and they had just as much trouble catching anything I had to say. My whole body felt enveloped in some kind of membrane, cutting off any direct contact between me and the outside world. I couldn't touch “them”, and “they” couldn't touch me.  I was utterly helpless and as long as I remained in that state, “they” were unable to re...

“Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire…. Pain arrives,  BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It’s real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish.  Like you’ve suddenly become an idiot.  There’s no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.”                                    ~CHARLES BUKOWSKI ( from “ WOMEN ”) I can’t help but think how each one of us deals with pain. How each person feels on the inside, how much it hurts…  I’m not talking about a specific thing, like love or loss. I’m talking about pain.  Simple as that.  Some people feel pain all the time, some people don’t,  but at some point in our lives all of us have felt it. I’ve come to the conclusion that my pain is not different from your pain… maybe I feel it because I’ve just lost someone close to me, maybe you feel ...

Social media,   what can i say about social media? You guys are reading my blog, that is an also result of social media. I am able to put my feeling in front of you in this way, that too is the result of social media, But today , I want to talk about some of the fundamentals that have given the concept of “what is society” exactly to us in present scenario.   We Moved from Collective Consciousness to Individual Consciousness.  There have been many sociologists who have studied the society  for a long time.  If we want to read the society properly, then we pick up a unit of the society in sociology which has not changed till today ,  so that, we can read about the proof and transition of the society with keeping that unit of society in view, because now we cannot actually go back in time, so what do we do, especially in sociology, we take the Tribal communities as a subject to find an ancient history that has not changed Even today, Even in this era of AI , ...