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Changing the Human Experience

What is the Human experience? Humans are nothing but biological machines who interpret their surroundings in a manner constrained by the limits of their perception. Our limits being so clearly circumscribed by our biological design, it appears that the human experience does not lie outside of our physical selves. It solely exists in our brain. While we may pride ourselves with our accidentally imbibed biological intelligence, there are concepts which we would never understand because our bodies simply cannot comprehend them. The carrier of our so called “conscience” is an imperfect device. The biggest tragedy of the human experience is that our “conscience” is so entwined with its carrier that it cannot outlast it. Even though humans have obtained the power of thought, we lead remarkably monotonous lives. The Human experience has been dwindled down to a pseudo-animalistic existence. But what if these shackles were broken? What if we could leave our physical existence behind
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हम तोह दुनियादारी के चंगुलों में फस्स कर, ज़िन्दगी को ही भुला बैठे, जो चाहा था की कलम से हो ज़िन्दगी , उसी कलम को सजा ए मौत सुना बैठे... हम ऐसे अंधेरो में बस चुके है, जहां दिये जलते नहीं, फिर  भी यह ज़ालिम दिल ने, दिवाली का इंतज़ार करना सिख दिया... अरे कलम से निकलती शब्दों की दरिया सूख चुकी है, पर यह कमबख्त आँखों ने आंसुओ से लफ्ज़ बयां करना सिख दिया. 
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Deformed butterflies

The problem with life in general is that we cannot stay for long in this self-generated quasi video game emulator type of a setting. Inevitably, we end up coming too close to reality than one might want to.  As you age, the cocoon within which you are comfortably nested slowly peels away and the world expects that within its safe confines, you’ve successfully transformed yourself into a butterfly. But what if you could not become a butterfly? What if you ended up being some sort of a deformed or mutated version of a butterfly? Wouldn’t you desire to return to that shell of security? Won’t you crave to get back to that illusory world wherein everything seems to be within your control? You realise that life is different for butterflies and deformed butterflies. Deformed butterflies cannot fly as high as their ambitions, they cannot reach their goals, and they see their contemporaries rising far above them, spreading their beautiful wings and enjoying ‘reality’ much more than its form
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The Box Theory

Introduction ‘Think outside the box’ is a quote covering the crux of many entrepreneurial talks, however such a quote leaves us hanging in the abyss of ambiguity rather than moving towards any sort of productivity. Thinking outside the box presumes the existence of a box, and the fact that we are able to think ‘outside’ the box assumes the existence of a single box. Thereby, we tend to believe that most humans think within a single box, that their thoughts and actions are recurring in nature. To think outside the box would amount to intellectual salvation, because we’re able to shed our conventional outlook. However, it cannot be assumed that people who ‘think outside the box’ don’t really think the same thing. Therefore, people who try and think outside ‘the box’ end up in creating little boxes of their own where their like ideas are able to find peace that arises from mutual understanding. With the sheer diversity of thoughts prevalent in our world, the possibility of there bei
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Chura liya....

As the world frets on issues of supposedly greater importance such as the Indian elections, the strain in diplomatic relations with the US and the emergence of a constipated Amir Khan, I find myself reminded of a certain incident which remains freshly engraved within my heart. An incident which made me lose faith in all of humanity...teaching me that self interest is primeval amongst Humans... Even a dementor cannot give me the chills as can the mere memory of that incident...and it left upon me a mental scar...changing me...altering life as it should have been and now I shall recount my dreadful experience for all to hear... An exasperated cry could be heard reverberating from the playground of Sector 31 as dragoon had once again defeated all its opponents. A smirk came about my face as I saw that my beyblade was the last man standing..."We understand each other...dragoon and me" I said...while others looked on feeling thoroughly abysmal..."He does whatever I tell
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Home

Home, the several connotations with which this word is associated are enough to dazzle someone into a reverie of mixed emotions, of familiar faces, of friendly words, of a place which would forever embrace us with warmth whenever we choose to return. We can spend an eternity abroad but our feet would always guide us home, and when we do we shall be enveloped with genuine exultation... But when you do return you’d find that you’ve replaced the old with the new, and people in front of whom you could once pour your heart out, have been turned into strangers...You’d find that you’ve lost the people who once defined your life, and you don’t like this new ‘definition’ which has been embossed upon your existence. But you cannot get rid of it, its stuck...you are forever doomed, for things can never go back to how they were... Life isn’t a video tape which would have a rewind button...however hard you may wish it to be... As innocence began to slowly mould itself into sarcasm, praise
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