Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Man vs Woman - Who is more Dependent on the Other?

How a man is different from a woman, or how a woman is different from a man? How dependent are they between each other? Who is more depended on the other?

Let us compare - this is not for the lighthearted. The below scenario is under the assumption of a controlled environment where only an adult man and an adult woman are alive in an island. In the below cases, it is assumed that sex will lead to pregnancy.

If a man wants to live independent of a woman, he can live. If a woman wants to live independent of a man, she can live. But, if a man wants a progeny, then he should have sex with a woman, look after her during pregnancy and during the initial stage after childbirth, so that the progeny will survive. Thus, in this case a man is dependent on a woman. Similarly,  if a woman wants a progeny, then she should have sex with a man, and be dependent on him for the sake of her child and her own care during pregnancy. Thus, in this case a woman is dependent on a man.

If the man wants a progeny and the woman does not want a progeny, and if the man forcefully has sex with the woman (rape), then that man is dependent on the women since he needs the child. She may choose to take care or abandon the child as she wishes. Thus in this case the man is dependent on the woman but also the woman is dependent on the man during the pregnancy (for her own care) but not after the childbirth. If the woman wants a progeny and the man does not want a progeny, and if the woman forcefully has sex with the man, then only the woman is dependent on the man.

If we analyse all  the cases above, we see an imbalance between the dependencies. We see that woman is more dependent on man. If a woman wants a progeny or not, she is dependent on a man after sex, while a man is dependent on a woman only if he wants a progeny. Thus there seems to be an imbalance of dependency between a man and a woman where clearly a man has a slight advantage over a woman.

Your thoughts are welcomed.




Sunday, September 21, 2014

Who are Thou to tell me how a Poem Should be?

Closed my eyes,
tranquillity,
subtleness,
that unknown source of peace!

And now opened my eyes to see my hands moving
to what it possess
to what it requires
on my keyboard
in search of life
in search of misery.

Who are thou?
to tell me how a poem should be?
or how a poem should not be?
Yelled, and said: this is my hand
these are my fingers.

Well, whose fingers?
Who am I?
The same old question.

Who are thou?
to tell me how a poem should be?
or how a poem should not be?
Yelled, and said: I have my own grammar
these are my thoughts.

Well, whose thoughts?
Who am I?
The same old question.

It was a shock.
And do you know what a shock is?
it is cultural shock.
It was a shock for those who are wired in a single way
No parallel connection, no serial connection.

Who are thou?
to tell me how a poem should be?
or how a poem should not be?

Who are thou?
to tell me how a poem should be?
or how a poem should not be?
I will ct, pastepaste, dele, rewrite
I will. put. a. fu.ll stop wherever I wish.

This is my blog
bound to perish
like me, you and everything created
This is a blog unlike no other blog
for where on earth can you find two things equal?



Monday, September 15, 2014

Maybe I am Wrong

May be I am wrong,
 
For I can see only what my eyes can see,
 
For I can hear only what my ears can hear,
 
For I can think only what my brain can think.
 
 
May be I am wrong,
 
For I know only what I know from others,
 
For the good I believe is by the good I know,
 
For the right I do is by the good I believe.
 
 
May be I am wrong,
 
For I kill a life some days,
 
For I eat some plants some days,
 
For I chew some molecules everyday.
 
 
May be I am wrong,
 
For I say what I should not say,
 
For I act what I should not do,
 
For I think what I should not think.
 
 
May be I am wrong,
 
For I think I am good,
 
For I think I am pure,
 
For I think I am bad.
 
 
May be I am wrong,
 
May be I am wrong!
 
O' God! Only one who I know is Right,
 
Make me not wrong. O' God!

Saturday, September 13, 2014

24 days of Suspense!

"Eyes blurred, I looked above. It was a morning like any other morning, but a morning not like any other morning. Sun was right there where it was expected to be a million years ago, while my eyelids close to the horizon where it shouldn't have been, or maybe where it should have been. I can't see what the out come is, while I can see what I am doing right now. As I watched the outcome, my eyes were filed with tears, the same old question 'who  am I?' Don't you think I am not a fan this world - yes I am. I am because I run away from death like a galloping horse in the racetrack of life. I have no idea about when I will die. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, may be years later. I do not know. But still we live like we will live for ever. Driven by this craze called life, we live. Why? Why? I do not think the question is about why, the question is about...why not.

If I die early, the one who reads this post will say it is coincidental, or I was informed about death. I am not the one who..."

Today when I wanted to write something on this blog, I found this post along with other dusty drafts. I think it was written on 24th July 2014, and it was the last post I had written (I am editing the same post to publish). After 24 days, my only sibling, my sister died due to a car accident in New Zealand.