Bad is not Bad

Is there no good left in this world? Has evil finally taken over in the guise of goodness? I think this is the case. For in this world that we live, bad things are not bad and good things are no longer good anymore.

A thing which is bad must be so inherently evil that every manifestation of it should always reek of vileness.

And a thing which is good must be so inherently divine that every manifestation of it should be virtuous in every sense.

But alas it is not so. For some may think thieving is a bad thing, but to the thief who sustains his life from it, it is a mortally blessed thing, for he would go hungry if he does not do that. To him it is not bad.

We may punish the thief taking it is a good thing to do, but is it really good to punish someone who did what he did only to sustain himself?

I personally have no compassion for thieves or robbers or anything conventionally bad, but sometimes, I wonder what is really bad and what is really good. Is cheating on someone bad? What if I have a good intention for it? What is bad is not bad and what is not good is not good.

My mind is in dilemma. Are we truly that far from being a righteous being, have we all become the minions of evil, where bad things are not bad and good thing are not good? Have we altogether lost the true path of the goodness?

Every being on this world believe that whatever he does, its ultimate goal is goodness. If he cheats in the exam, it is to get good marks so that he gets a good result which in turn helps him get him a good job which in turn will sustain his family in a good way. Doing a good thing which has ‘cheating’ as the base of it, is it really good, or is bad? It is neither, for what is bad is not bad and what is good is not good.

Holiday

I am back from my long deserved holiday and it was ...Fabulous. That's the only thing I can say. Me, my cousins and siblings decided to go for a short holiday. We planned to meet at Delhi. First we went to dehra dun, which is a place of botanical miracle. People were very friendly. Then we went to Mussorie ( I hope the spelling is correct ). Such a cool place. Pity it was not winter or we would have had snow there. Still, the weather was very cold. We all suffered from acute coldness during the whole of the trip there. The wind was dead chilly. Two of my cousins freaked out when we went over the tram. The tram stuck for about 5 minutes in midair. I suspect it was a power failure but, two of my cousins freaked out, they refuse to talk about anything for 5 whole minutes. When they regained the power of speech, which was miraculously lost some time back, both of them sweared they would never climb on another tram in there entire combined life. I didn't take them seriously; you know girls can be so silly. They will say one thing and another moment they will say the opposite. Why? These cousins of mine made me steal a flower from the protected garden and at the same time gave me a full fledge lecture on how flowers should not be plucked unnecessarily. And they made me go to the side of a hill, just to take a rhizobium( modified stem ) of a plant so that they can take it to their own garden!! Girls are so silly. I don't know why they like flowers so much.

We all came back to Delhi and transfigured ourselves into vampire bats; we haunted the night life in Delhi and devoured in the flesh of humanity. Being with girls are lot safer in Delhi then in Mussorie, I learned with painful experience. In Delhi, they do not asked for crazy stuffs like plucking exotic flowers from the wild side of the hill, where you are half scared of falling down the crevices and half jubilant for coming back unscathed. Whew, Girls are plain silly, especially my cousins. Why? They should ask their bfs to do all those things, not their plain old cousin me. But ofcourse there were no bfs there so the silly things are dumped on me. Poor me.

A Long Expected Holiday

Finally I decided to go on a Holiday. It is a long needed one. Too much stress and too much about yourself can kill you so one needs to spend some time away from himself. Some may think, this is a kind of running away from self, but one must concur that running away is quite different from distancing oneself. By distancing oneself, he can view at his life from another's point of view. Anyway, I will not be in the blogworld for about a week now. I know it is not a long holiday but this is the best I can afford, timewise. There are exams to give, books to read, assignments to complete, people to convince and blogs to read and write. So, I have only a week! Fair Deal. See you guys.