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Nonetheless Happy Reading.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The unbecoming of a Hero

I’ll miss these dog day afternoons. If you walked into my room you wouldn’t call the bed a bed, the chair a chair, the table a table and the room a room. And while you stood in the centre of this mess wondering how wrong it could all get, I ‘d sneak out the door into the blazing heat.
This is as good as it gets. This post like every other dog day afternoon is pretty pointless.

It started with greatness, however it didn’t really end that way.
Greatness is outdated for now and so is righteousness. If you were to look around you the bigwigs, the heroes, the somebody's are all falling out of place. Greatness is- sprawled under a microscope, being dissected until disintegrated into utter meaninglessness not to mention stifled, having cracked under pressure. 
That is greatness for you, barely any takers.

And Righteousness? Antique literature we pride ourselves with. If you are looking for antique, you’d rather a bottle of Chateau Cheval Blanc.
We are the wicked era of the underdogs, the nobody's, the dark horses, the down and under's..

Being famous, meanwhile is like being intoxicated. You are doomed to think that the guy who has it all has a dozen women up his sleeve while he sips on some dry martini. The guy who has it all was in his dorm room honey, while you were thinking otherwise building to break what there was and what just wasn’t enough..

I don’t think stilettos and pouty plum lips are answers to infamy.. I doubt politics in all its essentiality, is just another dirty word.
After all, I think there is a limited amount of damage we’ve been allowed to cause as citizens of this planet. It is our choosing and I only wish you the best by hoping that you wouldn’t wish someday that you should have chosen differently.

So there, politics is as much as a pre requisite to stay out of trouble as it is for getting into it. So if you have to get down and dirty you might as well like the whole getting down and dirty.
The other day I read an article in the Harvard Business Review that says ‘How not being nice is turning out to be more important that we thought’
It’s not the whole slipping away into augmented reality that bothers me, it’s the fancy imagination that comes with it.

Just like in Malcolm Gladwell’s ‘What the Dog saw’ it’s not what the dog thought he saw, but what the dog saw. 

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