RIP humanity

Hiroshima and Nagasaki. First casualties of nuclear bombing.
My heart stopped when I read about it , in English and in Hindi in school, my heart stops when I read about it now.

Many people who suffered that act of ‘humanity’ are anti-nuclear world activist. The more I read, the more I doubt if science has brought us more good! Scientist should never inform anyone of such inventions, and destroy all the evidence of such inventions and forget the formulas.

Do people remember that we are humans? We all are the same species, gladly on Mother Earth. I really wish that some alien attacks us, so these brave officials understand the importance of getting over this border and war crap. Maintaining a system/discipline is necessary, but dividing people is crime. People who give the orders of war, should be the first to be in the battlefield. The presidents, prime ministers. Actually it’s only they who should fight it over a wrestling competition, and the innocents can watch.

There is hatred everywhere I see, people killing, raping, terrorising, kidnaping and stealing. Sometimes, most of it is attached to the centre of the politics. What if this world ends due to some nuclear war? Will the inventors be happy about their invention used for destruction? To finish away life? I feel sorry for the future, I feel sorry that we are unable to become better.

How does one justify the act of killing? Who doesn’t want rapists to be killed, kidnappers and thief to learn lessons, and murderers and terrorists to be left captured forever to degrade away, it seems so right. But is it? How do we deal with humans that have turned into monsters and not making any more monsters on way to achieve it? How to even make them surrender without use of violence?

Only if he was alive, he could have answered this conflicting view.

People have debated over that bombing as tragedy or life saver. But this is how I feel. This is how the father of “my motherland” felt. I feel a little more at peace as someone expressed what I could never had.

Mahatma Gandhiji’s words of wisdom.


It has been suggested by American friends that the atom bomb will bring in Ahimsa (non-violence) as nothing else can. It will, if it is meant that its destructive power will so disgust the world that it will turn it away from violence for the time being. This is very like a man glutting himself with dainties to the point of nausea and turning away from them only to return with redoubled zeal after the effect of nausea is well over. Precisely in the same manner will the world return to violence with renewed zeal after the effect of disgust is worn out.

Often does good come out of evil. But that is God’s not man’s plan. Man knows that only evil can come out of evil, as good out of good.

That atomic energy, though harnessed by American scientists and army men for destructive purposes, may be utilized by other scientists for humanitarian purposes, is undoubtedly within the realm of possibility. But that is not what was meant by my American friends. They were not so simple as to put a question which connoted an obvious truth. An incendiary uses fire for his destructive and nefarious purpose, a housewife makes daily use of it in preparing nourishing food for mankind.

So far as I can see, the atomic bomb has deadened the finest feeling that has sustained mankind for ages. There used to be the so-called laws of war which made it tolerable. Now we know the naked truth.

War knows no law except that of might.

The atom bomb brought an empty victory to the Allied arms, but it resulted for the time being in destroying the soul of Japan. What has happened to the soul of the destroying nation is yet too early to see. Forces of nature act in a mysterious manner. We can but solve the mystery by deducing the unknown result from the known results of similar events.

A slave-holder cannot hold a slave without putting himself or his deputy in the cage holding the slave.

Let no one run away with the idea that I wish to put in a defense of Japanese misdeeds in pursuance of Japan’s unworthy ambition. The difference was only one of degree. I assume that Japan’s greed was more unworthy. But the greater unworthiness conferred no right on the less unworthy of destroying without mercy men, women and children of Japan in a particular area.

The moral to be legitimately drawn from the supreme tragedy of the bomb is that it will not be destroyed by counter-bomb, even as violence cannot be by counter-violence.

Mankind has to get out of violence only through non-violence.

Hatred can be overcome only by love, Counter-hatred only increases the surface as well as the depth of hatred. I am aware that I am repeating what I have many times stated before and practiced to the best of my ability and capacity. What I first stated was itself nothing new. It is as old as the hills. Only, I recited no copy book maxim, but definitely announced what I believe in every fibre of my being. Sixty years of practice in various walks of life has only enriched the belief which the experience of friends has fortified. It is, however, the central truth by which one can stand alone without flinching. I believe in what Max Muller said years ago, namely, that truth needed to be repeated as long as there were men who disbelieved it.

Understood. Applause. Forget??

I apologise if it hurts any view or sentiments. Mine is just a perspective. Yours may be better. Be kind enough to leave a good comment

Being French!

No, I’m not french! It’s the new language I’ve decided to learn. There’s strong desire to speak it fluently. I’m posting this so that I actually keep going on and not back-packing in between. I’m answerable here, at least ‘to’ my blog.

I had a foreign language subject in 7th grade, it was mostly a burden. Most of us chose french to show-off. I didn’t remember what all the faculty tried to teach us, but I remembered numbers. So when I got another chance, I joined a class during college, but sadly, couldn’t learn it properly. Reason being no revision, no one to talk to and focusing on the dates when the classes would end.

Yesternight, when I was stumbling , I found a nice article on skills that we should try to teach ourself. I thought it was a short list on what we can and should know, but a long one to actually implicate.

One of them was language. Apart from my mother language, I only know English- I can’t tell how properly. It’s embarrassing. I strongly believe we all should be able to speak three languages, it’s a great and important invention by humans.

Coming to the point, I’m starting to learn french. Again. This time I will. Half an hour everyday cannot be that difficult. It is by choice, even if I may never visit France (though I really really want to go to Paris). The most important thing in learning language is consistency and patience. God, I lack both.

Souhaiter moi bonne chance! (Googled)


I almost told him how I feel,
the feeling that flickers,
and it felt he suffers same emotion,

Times, he almost came up there but stumbled,
we never confessed
we probably never will

May be thats our ego
May be thats our cowardness- a quality we share– to lose a friend
May be thats our last chance
to get things better,
or ruin for life.

Can we be at two places at the same time?
At that moment, it feels like
go ahead, say it.
We’ll see whatever comes.
But then hope knows the borders,
Who are ‘we’ here?
Why is my we so alone!

Lost time

It was written a long time ago. Re-read it and thought I should share with you all. Hope you enjoy it. 


Love may happen twice
It may not

All that I want is a hug,
A hug that fills me up
And tears me apart at the same time
To which I can cry
And cherish all my life
A hug so bright and tight
A hug to remember

If you know you cant be with the person you love,.

When every song reminds you of him
When his name engulfs your heart
When there’s nothing that can be done to save oneself
When all you want is time to stop when you are together

When he seems the only saviour
Because you can imagine only him
And yet you can’t call out for help
Because something stops you, which is not ego
Because you just have to let go
Because you can’t do anything but drown

No matter how ahead you’ve come,
If you ever pause to look back
Something has stuck you

All I want is a hug for the last time
To secretly wisper all my misery to you
That they have ended
Cause then I’ll hold you
That hug would be the best and worst feeling
Because it would be the moment
I’ll be completely alive, or
maybe ready to die
Because even when I’ll have you in my arms
I don’t know how shall I let you go again

If I could just stop time
Or could end everything
Stay like that forever
With you
How I wish

Again falling in love
..with you..



We are the prisoners to the image we want to create for ourself. What we fear the most is person staring us back in the mirror. We fear the person who knows every bit of it, the truths, the lies, the guilts. It knows where we should go. And for the same reason keeps us from following our heart many time.