After a long time...
Its like a bear waking up from its hibernation, Man kind reaching heights of evolution, such is the time since I last wrote what was in my mind.
Masters program is not the enemy here for he tried teaching me express myself in new ways. I started speaking new languages and english became a banal language.
For I'm a man who cherished and fantacised english for a long time, seem to have forgotten the natural taste. A language that became part of human life, evolving together with age without getting tarnished, without losing its charm, has somehow been cornered by languages that make humans think less and make lazy. What is the reason all these single lettered languages became so important in my life that I forgot how to live one?
To be honest, I should not blame the languages that cornered english, for I was given a choice, a choice that I knew before, it took me so long to realise as to why I made the choice. Perhaps, The Oracle was right. You have already made all your choices, you are living your life just to understand and realise why you made all those choices. Its a characteristic of my brain that had an inherent fetish in learning new things, never realised its cornering old things to the corner. Till now I made an excuse quoting wordsworths' words "You always cut it short to let it grow again" and since now it has been true in practical life.
Perhaps the serene silence infront of me might have sent in some impulses to my brain to express in words, which the single lettered languages lack. Is a person supposed to express this silence in a language that can be reproduced later by some other brain? Can those lines of code send in the same emotions?
Well if emotions are just a stimulus to the changes in the environment and if they are ultimately going to be conveyed to the brain as electric impulses then why not feed the samething directly? What is the problem in that? In a group of children you had to shout at the top of your voice for silence.If you have to curb violence you had to take it in your hands.
Am I making excuses for myself for being part of this empty world of mine? Has life taken a toll on me? What happened to the unflinching, untettered personality in everybody. People cross legs while running marathon, yeah who does not? Why shouldn't they?''
-A