my goal before coming to college was being this taciturn person, who doesn’t speak in class but is this one genius, who has read all these, like literally all these books from the library, every single one of them. but i got lucky, phew, now all i do is figure out my hair wash day and get average coffee with extra sugar oh and mid-level chole bhature and my staple nariyal paani. i can go on forever about me spending all my pocket money on food expenses, but the romanticising of these college reels, and yolo will be the end of us.
imagine if we just don’t go to college? don’t follow these influencers? don’t pray to god? don’t believe in things that we assumed and were asked to believe in? be an oxymoron. i mean, the world already thinks you are a lame moron, might as well be a metaphor. sorry that was lame. see but that’s what i am talking about.
one thing that is inevitable is death. college and placements is a loop, i say it is a scam. education isn’t, money isn’t, procedures and rules are. think of it as ordinary. let me give you this picture: you are walking to your class and you are so late but there’s 40 other people who are also walking to the class and they are also late. but let’s say you are on time, there’s 60 more people walking with you and are on time. only 2 getting their placements, only 2 enjoying, but almost all of you are going for your attendance.
policies and procedures are constructive, they say they are amendable and amiable but i think there is nothing more rigid than a rule. if you made a rule you need a follower. i don’t wanna be smart if that means my attendance records are gonna determine it, i wanna be smart because i can write about a chair and explain the whole system of democracy through it.
from college to schools, these institutions have been made stagnant and put a big fat magnet and block in our brain that we can only be educated by them.
“gyaan har jageh hai” / education is all, education is everywhere.
finding it, creating it, deleting it is in your hands.
everything in the whole entire world is made from the analogy of a snake and ladder, not the lines or the colours. it will and has always been about surpassing, winning, being better. it was never about learning.
“i am the best.”
things like empathy, sympathy, feeling, emotions, crying, being happy, being sad are some emotions we will never enjoy and fully be invested in, because there’s no solace, there’s no solidarity. there’s only a loser and a “better.” rest of us are just trying to be better, while being that loser. we are all impersonating our lives to be that better, not acknowledging the loser in us.
people dying, people killing, but people living to survive. i have always appreciated people who wear white shirts. it shows how you think, how you wear and see things. from a librarian to a waiter to a lawyer, everyone wears a white shirt. don’t be weird, be ordinary, but see things.
nazariya dimaag mein hai, aankhein toh har insaan ki ek hai.
don’t believe in everything you see, don’t believe in everything, but see everything. today i spilled coffee on my white shirt, tomorrow i might draw a little heart on it.
mistakes aren’t rigid, we make them act like a full stop.
it’s like a game of judge v. judge, there’s no one fighting, everyone is on this pedestal, yet looking like the one who isn’t on the pedestal.
be powerful, be a genius. i will continue being the person in the room who likes grass in a world full of flowers.
dobara nahi karna 12 jese, weird & alone and all is me from within, andar se.