VOICE WITHIN-1.The beginning

"It is said that Wisdom comes with age,but with openness and scepticism,the key principles of the scientific method,we don't need decades of trial and error to sort out,which of our convictions may be improbable.The question is not whether our beliefs are right or wrong,but whether or not being emotionally attached to them is more or less likely going to benefit us.The moment we are self aware enough to realise this,we can truly work together to figure out the  odds..."

The following posts named under the title"VOICE WITHIN"-can be considered either as a work of genius willing to show-off or as bunch of shit crapped out from the "cerebro" of a sleep deprived person.Its up to the reader to decide with the further reading of the article.

LIFE THEN BE A DREAM....

                   "Merry making men drink.You don't?",asked my surprised colleague on a b'day party."No,sir.I seek nothing out of it.What do you get by  gulping a bottle of ethyl alcohol?You facilitate your "rebounds" in REM by disturbing every other single person around you."-my additional response brought a look of grin on his face.

                   "No offence,sorry sir.I seek the same merry as you do and in every manner disturbing every single being just like you.But I do it in a different way."I said.To Chris-cross cross his puzzled face I said," I mean,I sing with my hoarse voice,and that's more of merry and a little of hell for me and other people around".Witty reply but not a single person laughed(!).Headed out from party at 11:30 p.m, I started driving my bike.From then on the dream continues.

Third World war:

                                Thanks  to Vairamuthu sir for the title belongs to your book.

The smell of blood clustering with rattle noises was heard.I could say that for sure,somewhere a heavy damage was happening to the better side of the society.The roads were unusually deserted.No stray dogs,no happy street strangers were seen.Unusual situation.Yet my ipod with "Vellai pookal "song of A.R.Rahman sir, calmed me down.The truck that I followed read"Danger-Class I -E type explosive".I overtook the truck with my eyes reading-"Government of India-ISRO propellant".With the situation I was in,I thought that the vehicle could blew up anytime from then on.Since deserted roads were always always a favourite spot for law breakers,I surpassed the explosive vehicle with hawk eye speed.

Soft Spot:

As my five senses were busy with the"one down-four up" gear pattern of my bike,my sixth sense was analysing the situation .I reached the climax spot then.With two mammoths guarding,the war ground was filled with exhilarated audience.I was able to see the dust filling the air with the warmth of blood.The combat was neither between two people nor any  group.It was like each man fighting himself.Yes,it was the entire race of human all by itself trying to get their counter part outside.A fight club movie unfolded before me,except there was no Tyler Durden. Minutes later ,I saw familiar faces -my friends,my X-Y neighbour,the famous heads of existing "higher society run-ups".All were there tearing themselves apart.Totally confused.

Co-exist Maniac in Evolution:

I've always had this split personality existing within me(but I am very much aware of them-existing).Well,I call them 'Ram' and 'Shri'.Both are extremist of nature except that "Ram-the professional" sticks to logic whereas "Shri-the desired" follows his heart.[I am now writing in a quasi-existing state].So,now onto the battle ground."Take on some time to analyse what really is happening"-said my mind voices in an unified tone.

              Yes,this was what was happening.The combat was not between two humans but between (for) a single human.The very basic theory," Good vs Evil ".Half or even the whole world was undergoing this state of war.I had heard people saying that the time had come for earth to be recreated.The human lives would end up and new lives would appear.Maybe,the battle I visualised could be considered the beginning of this process.

      Because,when a war comes,eventually it would end(!) with the defeated side no longer able to gain the prior seat.So,then if the nature of war was thus,then it would be either the devil sitting on the throne or the angel spreading her smiles across.I personally thought that this war was good and wished that the angel inside each man be crowned with beauty and the earth thus be recreated.But.....

  NO...this human war still continues and unfortunately I have become a part it too trying to judge the side where I want to stand....Battle continues

  "Each man,necessarily goes through a battle within;   For then,he be born a legend or be tamper as a leaf;   Judged by the minutes he stand for his true cause..."-Shriram