General
News informs the masses and assists them in making better decisions for the collective good. However, there have always been questions about all theories pertaining to collectivism. Some would argue that man is basically good by nature and being a social animal thinks in terms of the welfare of all while others would argue the opposite. Regardless of the view one subscribes to, it is...
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Democracy promotes and revels in disorderly chaos, and thrives on the order that emerges out of this ruckus. However, every now and then things spin out of control, and it is then that the state intervenes. And if it’s an organised outfit to blame, the first thing we seem to seek is a blanket ban on the activities of such organisation. But what exactly do...
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We dream about what we want to be and what we want the world to be like. Our dreams are our individual and collective aspirations. What you dream most ardently about is what you place above everything. And we care about things in the same order. What we care about measures our greatness. To say this is to presuppose that everyone is great, which is,...
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Teary, he stood watching from a safe distance. The strong jack-rod came crashing on the feeble wooded pillars supporting the hut-like shelter that had so far protected him and his juice-drinking customers from the scorching sun. Eight uniformed policemen stood watch to prevent any unlawful interference in law enforcement. Four of the policemen had pistols hanging from their waists in the holsters that hid most...
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A salesman is a beggar in suit and a beggar, a salesman in tatters. That’s what finally marketing comes down to. I read an interesting piece (Beggars can be retailers) by Indrajit Hazra and enjoyed it thoroughly for its hilarity and the punch it packed. Indrajit feels that beggars, if they are properly dressed, could make great salesman. Well, no, because there talent lies in...
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General
Teary, he stood watching from a safe distance. The strong jack-rod came crashing on the feeble wooded pillars supporting the hut-like shelter that had so far protected him and his juice-drinking customers from the scorching sun. Eight uniformed policemen stood watch to prevent any unlawful interference in law enforcement. Four of the policemen had pistols hanging from their waists in the holsters that hid most...
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General / Writing
Sometimes — no, actually very often — I think about who is reading the words I am putting here. I am feeding into my computer and burdening the inexhaustible internet. Is there really anyone reading all this? Or am I just shouting aloud in the eternal blackhole, in which everything is absorbed and nothing returns? Truly, I don’t know whether a single person has ever...
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