Poster from Soviet

The idiot

" I was insufferably sad,

I wanted to cry,

I was all the while lost in wonder and uneasiness

What affected me most was that everything was strange,

I realized that I was crushed by the strangeness of it"

- The Idiot, Dostoevsky

Well... I want to live in peace.

I can never agree with Adam Smith. I think he, just like his theories of comparative advantage, never focused on overall development of the world-nations and individuals. I don't know if he ever thought about over- production. I don't know if he wanted to include risks of exploitation of human and other resources in his theory. I don't know if he imagined the world to be a single entity and self sufficient in that way or he just wanted to publish papers. I hate the approach of ' ceteris paribus' ( all other things being constant).

Whatever…

I think, now the world is in a mess, or rather individual freedom/autonomy is in a mess. Just like in earlier times specialization in labour is forcing people to take up a singular commitment. I don't know. Four years of walking up and down the streets of Calcutta, I still don't understand them, their language, their needs, their fears , their joys... My college just expects me to concentrate on this 'island of excellence' or other 'islands of excellence'. (When everyone uses that word to mean centre of excellence, I use that word to mean a desolate place packed with intelligent people). Even the so- called- artists now confine themselves to their opium dungeons or commercial success. And everyone, I think, regrets the fate that gave them no chance to make choices or for being so coward as I am.

Or does this happen when we live by ourselves? Maybe. And I hate Adam Smith. I think we really have to rethink about the new foundational economic principles of the society. Or do we love having problems, being exploited or love to tolerate slavery? No. No.

heaven is just a minute away

When you are forced to be at a place,

A place where you are not able to love,

Run. Run in your mind. Run all the miles,

Run until you reach the heaven.

It's like the visual effect in the screen.

May be we won't share it like we do in the cinema hall,

But the heaven is only a minute away,

Close your eyes, or let it be open

But cry, cry silently, no one should know.

And you're there. There in heaven.

And think something about the person who you know the most,

All your thoughts would be true.

Everything. Especially your love.

We have a world of our own,

We know it too well,

We know it like we are one.

Because it's our world.

It seems so unreal,

Like a dream it fades so soon,

Like the firefly it dies so soon.

But we believe in thousand nights and thousand lives,

And the world that leads us into us.

Dirty water - A cause for concern

http://vimeo.com/21198351

I didn't know it would not rain here

but snow,

I had to pawn my raincoat for the blanket

I thought a nice sleep would do the magic,

But it was the summit that we had to reach.

I was late, they left.

But i saw the footprints.

See, where she takes us

and watch what's coming,

It's an avalanche!!!!

I met the kind hearts,

They slowed down.

Voices from home said it was raining there,

How badly I want the rain.

"We need to mend the umbrella", said Mom.

Yes, mom.

But what would I do?

Its a conflict of seasons,

No one seems to be close enough.

The aim is long forgotten.

But why is snowing so different from raining?