The hexagonal philosophy

Thanks to the affluent society that exists today, our generation of kids are running behind inadvertant things on internet. We care more about our fb posts, whatsapp statuses, insta stories than about big real life issues. Thats leads to us being very dissatisfied with what we have. I came across an interesting piece of literature today. Its called Missing Tile Syndrome. All humans have a tendency to look at what we dont have. Maybe evolutionarily speaking, it is important to look at what we are missing from our life. But in today's world where almost al of our basic neccesities are fulfilled,we tend to find more of those missing tiles. And maybe thats why we dont live to the greatness we aspire to be. Because our generation knows no adversity. All we know is finding those missing tiles so much that we get the missing tiles syndrome. People who really have missing tiles in their lives have thus, a greater shot at achieving greatness than us. Think of kids with homologous Sickle c...

It was a nice Sunday morning. February is the best month in India. Atmosphere wise. It's not too hot, it's not too cold. It doesn't rain. All in all, a bliss for backpackers and travellers. I was thinking of going out on some kind of trekking when I heard that riots broke in the city. Curfew was implemented, there went my plan to go for hiking. I never really understood the concept of rioting. I am of the personal opinion that riots are one of the most insane things humans can do to themselves. Several buses were burned, streets were closed. Shops were robbed. To demean the whole scenario, some freedom fighter's sculpture was also destroyed. The next day arrived. Police lifted off the curfew at around 7:00 a.m. I decided to go at a temple which was upon a hill out of the city. The temple's god is known to complete your wishes, like a Wishing well, if you may. I got up there by 10 and came at foothills around 11. As I started my way back, I got a call that the rio...

          I started working my way upto the base of the hill that laid in front of me. There was a strip of sea water, some 500 meters of it between me and the hill but it was low tide, so the water was moving out. 'Ok, there's hardly 50 meters of water between me and the hill, i can swim through it,' i thought. The dry seabed was ridden with potholes, making it difficult for me to walk. Just as I reached the water line, my cell phone buzzed. 'We are going back to the hotel, come fast,' my friend on the other end replied. I had to reluctantly move back.    I could see the shack on the horizon where my friends were waiting for me. Another water line of around 500 meters loitered between me and the beach. The shack was around a kilometer across the beach. I could see the seabed through water. 'The water is shallow, it's hardly 500 meters, let's try going through this,' i thought. I started walking through the sea. The water was hardly upto my Ankle...

600 people. 12 course meal. Melodious music. Cool environment. Nice dim lighting. A classic Indian Wedding setup. A place where people literally lose their identity and become this big blob of a thing that we call a Family. Believe me when I say, Indian weddings are one of the best places you can ever be present to. It's like when you are travelling by an aeroplane. When some turbulence gets in, no matter who is sitting next to you, you hold their hands, the only touch of humanity 7000 metres up in the air. That's exactly what you see in a wedding. People getting back to their human nature, the basic nature of nurturing each other.    I have always been  sort of a recluse in weddings. I have this big inferiority complex which I try to hide by using humor, much like Chandler in FRIENDS. Lately, I have been using humor as a defence mechanism at all places I go.( And I am pretty sure that I am not good at making people laugh either. :). But there are 3 striking things that...