I heard it therefore I speak

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“I heard it therefore I speak”, is a common statement made by someone we all are familiar with. This someone does not need an introduction since they are less interested in being famous rather they are interested in another person’s life. When the person wakes up, what the person does, what does the person do with his or her phone and why is a person so active on social networking sites. There seems to be less concern in the questions and more of interrogation and often there are fewer quests to know if the person is in the pink of health or if a person plans to travel, learn or earn; rather the seeker aims to make merry with the failures and health issues of the his or her target. The latter seems more fascinating than the former.

They do not like when you post anything on social networking sites even if it could be with relevance to your dear and near ones who are active on such sites and appreciate it as a platform to speak about one’s opinions and also know the views of the world simultaneously. It lets you discuss, appreciate, critic and debate. But these words do not exist in the dictionary of such a noise maker who is only interested in creating a ruckus with one’s voice and choosing to not to develop oneself and adapt to the changes of the present times. They are incapable of adjusting to the change hence they consider it as a monster in the lives of people.

They are not even pseudo journalists. In fact they are a threat to journalism since they have no interest in quality news. The lives of others and gossips that surround it seem intriguing. A sudden breakup in a relationship, a child who does not return home with an outstanding report card after exams, relationship tussles seem like sugar to their flowing milk of gossips. They ruin every enthusiasm and active conversations that could stem up from great news. They consider NEWS as Never-ending Elaboration and Wrong Suppositions. If you question, well they only have the right to question someone and not be questioned. They feel that it is their right to know about your life while you have no room in the events of their lives. They erupt like a volcano awaiting the escape of its larva in the atmosphere. And just like the volcano heats its physical surroundings, they heat the emotional surroundings.

They always begin the confusion wherever they go. They love to shout over spilt milk and disrupt the peaceful melody of the house. They cannot stop telling the tale of another person. This promotion of other sounds good but when it becomes the talk of the town and threatens the respectful image of a person, then you cannot force a person through such suffocation of being victims to unpleasant tales being narrated far and wide like it was some parable or Shakespearean sonnet. And if you happen to find out the reason for such a display of unending blabber, all they would say is, “I heard it therefore I speak”.


The insider outsider tussle continues……..


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The recent incident of a sudden clash that happened in Merces Goa among few local goons and tourists from Maharashtra was a shocking one. The village that challenged its image of past arrogance and transformed itself as a peaceful place saw history repeat itself. This was discussed widely with great concerns. The Mhadei water dispute continues to threaten peaceful relations between Goa and Karnataka. This could have been a spark for differences between Goa and Maharashtra. But amidst all these concerns the villagers played the peacemaker rather than provoke further arguments. They chose to question the violent behavior of people like them while providing a protective shelter to those who seemed less like them. With this there was an unstoppable appreciation of their peace loving response.

Well this certainly needs to be lauded. But amidst the entire sweet flavor the grapes continue to be slightly sour. This could have certainly been discussed to the benefit of both or either ignored peacefully just like the response after the violence. Even as people avoid the muscle tussle they choose to weigh the greatness of one’s human qualities to create a propaganda of labeling oneself as an example of peace while questioning the destructive behavior of the other. This creates a sort of covert aggression wherein the need to maintain good relationships is secondary, while the hype of showcasing one’s peacemaker quality is the primary concern. It is not about we are one but rather about who is greater than the other in terms of their human attributes.

It is a good attitude to promote human values in society. But one needs to be mindful to know when this campaign like behavior could actually be leading to hostility towards a person. This will ensure that the larger concern of harmony is not endangered. Goodwill should be practiced for the benefit of both and not just one.

A traveler in Transit


Home is where the heart is. But the qualities of one’s heart is not determined by one’s home, rather it is shaped by the many life experiences one encounters away from home. Hence people travel. Some travel for leisure while there are others who travel to explore opportunities of a desired career.  I came across an article a couple of weeks ago that mentioned about the current trend of moving out of one’s home state to experience life in another state. The article described the relationship between the home state and the state one travels to for career opportunities. But there is a saying, the more the merrier. This is my third city and state in this very short period of educational exploration now. Welcome to Pune.

Pune in a nutshell is like a little of Goa and Bengaluru. While on the highways and flyovers you think about your days in Bengaluru. And during a trip to the streets and lanes you could forget you are in Pune for once and feel like you are somewhere in Goa. It is like a spatial déjà vu. But as they say every city has a taste of its own. What makes Pune special?

The first eighteen years of my life were spent on the shores and plains of Goa. Later I moved to the busy metropolitan based life in the Deccan plateaus in Bengaluru. And now this seems like an adventure and exploratory based life in the hills of Pune. Why I call this exploratory? Well, it is here in Pune that my phone camera has fallen in love with the green glories of the land. It simply does not want to miss any scenic capture of its natural beauty. Now my phone has less of buildings, words and people and more of flowers, landscapes and greenery. Besides being a writer, I feel like an amateur photographer.

Another saying from the book of quotes states that life is a balance of something and nothing at the same time. You gain something and you lose something as well. Hence despite the three years of experience of living away from home I felt something missing, but later I was so occupied with the natural expanse of green and the new voices of people around that I felt like I knew this place long ago. We had a week long activity to get to know one another. This seemed weird initially since nothing was happening in the academic front, but I realized that in order to have a blooming professional life one first needs to be socially rooted and establish friendships around for a well-balanced life. This seems like a good start of Pune diaries. I hope this spirit of optimism continues and look forward to memorable years in this new city.