* complexity becomes complex

india is one place where you see social identity in all facets........in all expressions....

its a sense of belongingness...in this world of differences and collectivity.......the need to belong has become so strong........

and we dont stop at belongingness....we strive for identity........for assertion.........for superiority.....in this way, we have become so ignorant

we have become ignorant of other social groups..we take this ignorance as a claim for our social superioeity...like we say "really, X group does that?"(marked with sarcasm)......so we are trying to say that we never knew that such a practice could exist...we lived in our small secure world, in our customs and practices........we believe that our customs are right, that we are correct..

but customs are not right or worng, nor good are bad.........they just smoothen our life and add colour to it........

we have become ignorant of basic human needs also............

travelling to places and meeting people makes you contemplate on the concpet of identity......the 'why' is no longer puzzling........but the 'how' is fascinating.......

why do we look down upon those who eat rice with their hands and think it is cool to eat pizza with a fork and knife (even the italians dont do this....and for the green card wannabes...even the americans do not)........

ok......i am drifting.......so whatever........i will take leave....

* a comment on my last post

maybe that last post was a reflection of the realization of how powerful society can be...and how sometimes you cannot control feelings and the need to be with someone.......and how we want to be with someone...like parul said....who is sensitive and by your side.......but somewhere...no matter how much you want all this........finding someone like this and having that person all the time is a big thing........it demands alot of compromise and selfless love...........but i do believe in it.....i believe in all kinds of marriages.......but that post was a reflection of all this built up crap in my mind........even if it sounds like conformity, it actually stems from a frustration and the unknown...its the prelude of a rebellion.......loaded with sarcasm........its honestly sarcasm.........coz that's all i do, that's all i am.....i keep making fun of everything........and there's a tension between what we want and what society wants........what we run away from and what keeps coming back to us........the fear of non-conformity.......and the fear of pain......and the ache of hurting someone else...............................................................ok...this is crap.......