Generally, people believe black colour to be inauspicious, but when their hair
grow grey, the same people colour them black. Now how could you call them
anything but hypocrites?
Generally, people believe black colour to be inauspicious, but when their hair
grow grey, the same people colour them black. Now how could you call them
anything but hypocrites?
Since like a horse you have blind-folded yourself from both the sides, you cannot
see anything other than your own religion and culture; and that is why, your
religious gurus have been feeding you dry grass covering your eyes with green
glasses.
There exists a harmony in nature, a sense of mutual co-operation. Even all our
body parts are well co-ordinated with each other. It is only we, who swagger and
proudly claim ourselves to be Hindu, Muslim, Buddhist or Christian. The day we
become just human, even we will have harmony amongst us.
The Jain monks, who claim their scriptures to be more knowledgeable and
advanced than science, by walking barefoot and uprooting hair with their own
hands, which scientific age prescribed in their scriptures do they want to drive
mankind to?
In life, if you wish to save yourself from going insane, set your anger and love
free... Suppressing them, both get perverted and assume monstrous forms.
Neither lavish living is a sin nor simple living a virtue; but pretending and portraying
other than what we are or what we have, is certainly our hypocrisy.
There is no dearth of talent in India. The problem is that the Indian government
simply does not know how to pursue 'Personality Promotion' at the international
level.
If carefully seen, when shocked or hurt, if you are able to express your feelings,
you are relieved of it and the same when mistakenly suppressed; then that pain
in its perverted form becomes your destiny.
If a small community shows fanaticism, it is understandable. Their insecurity and
inferiority can still be comprehended. But such a large Muslim community, not
supporting open progressive thoughts is causing damage to itself.
The entire past of a person is like a dustbin. Whenever one puts his hand in and
tries to take anything out, no matter what it is, it will surely stink. Similarly, all his
aspirations for future resemble the desire to fly like a bird, whenever he will try,
he is bound to fall hard and hit the ground.