THE HOPEWAY

The society is full of hoity-toity people. Their attitudes of pomposity is banal to some extent. They do not know how to bridle their arrogance. They can hurtle you to the slough of inferiority complex. These nags are not human proper per se. 

This blog is like a diary to me. I try to frame sentences by using the unknown words I write down with synonyms everyday. But there are some words which I fail to apply as they happen to be so out of context that I cannot drag them to get relevant or topical. For instance, this word enthalpy. It means a measure of the heat content of a chemical or physical system in thermodynamics. But sadly I do not have anything to do with that branch of studies. Still, I endeavour all the times incessantly to liaise a word with a sentence. Often some wonderful thought pops up or transpires due to this relentless effort. No doubt, it is a serendipitous effort. This particular word 'serendipitous' was being used today frequently by Prof. Sekhar Bandyopadhyay in the conversation with Dr Anirban Bandyopadhyay. It was really an enthralling session whence I come to learn about many unknown things. I also asked a query about the difference between assimilation and integration, the context of which ...

I do not have to hurtle all the times. I will go slow. Going slow does not mean frittering away my precious time. Rather it provides me with the opportunity to optimize my skills and enhance my affectivity. Literature is not only information, but also a peculiar study of the affects that drive human conducts. The socio-cultural imaginary that constitute much of the thinking pattern of a specific constituency also come under the rubric of study of literature. So during this sojourn, which is quite unprecedentedly prolonged, I must maturate myself to a whole new level. It is palpable that my vocabulary skills have improved a lot in view of this quotidian custom of practising. To some extent everyone is a nomad - either in mind, or in outside world. Often this nomadic state of affairs caters to build an independent sense of self-identity that growing up being cuddled does not help much about. Our identities are transversal. For example, I am a student in University, Hindu in caste, poor i...

Nomadic independence is not blessed with all. We live with transversal identities. Our Indian society is androcentric. It tries to wad the lives of women. After a long flight from Delhi to New York, passengers feel a jet lag. The idea of banishing the poets from his ideal city-state in Republic by Plato was originary. The anti-national endeavours at sedimentation of Indian states are detrimental to the national integrity. Many people enjoy plentitude of wealth. The rate of discrimination between richness and poverty is increasing exponentially. There is an asteroid between the orbits of Earth and Mars called Amor. The criminals and antisocial people should be busted by the police. An unprecedented spat took place between the two parties. The moratorium of the exam provides the meritorious students some more time to prepare. The incumbent CM of West Bengal does not deserve the position. The abrogation of her corrupt government is the need of the hour. She and her ministers her reneging ...

The unsocial junks should be busted by the police. They often get involved in unnecessary spats. The farmers should be given moratorium by the government in paying off their debt. The incumbent Prime Minister has taken a number of intrepid decisions that the former used to even hesitate to think about. The abrogation of special rights for J&K is one of them. I hope his government will not renege the country as has been done by the earlier alliance government. However, the issue of employment is still a backburner. Demonetization was not a facile step. Further, the recent farmers' bill is not a mere panoply, but genuinely seeks to optimize the state of affairs of the poor debt-ridden farmers. But the dumb masses are too gullible, convincible, and malleable; the opposition parties are trying to indoctrinate against the positive measures being taken by the incumbent power. Even the injunction to slaughter cow has had a practical reason that the ultra-secular Indians do not care to...

No injunction should be decreed as to the right to speech of citizens. This monstrous pandemic is a memento mori to all of us. Life is not so sacrosanct, proved by this, as we are used to think. Time is not something to fritter away. Rather it need be invested in some function of utility. We should not shrink ourselves from the unknown fear of waiver. The situation may not so danksome that we consider it to be. Who is not an inchoate in the affairs of life. But then don't be dilatory. Do your work on time. Even if we don't want, we have to be martinet in the harsh walks of existence. Don't get nonplussed by the mishaps or miracles. Both may happen simultaneously. Our characters are porous, but we are to live with that or die. Sometimes, life does not offer you a larger vestibule to ponder over your faults. Don't squander your precious time away by perpending upon tenuous subjects. Many events happen as corollaries. They can cast spurious impacts upon your psyche. Don...

The 🐒's brain is danksome. She behaves inchoately. Even her learning skill is also dilatory. I have to often, though unintentionally, guide her like a martinet. The 🐒 becomes nonplussed by my rudeness. But I know that I am being rude now for her good later. She is like a porous cup in which however much you pour tea, it will all flow through the pores. The vestibule in front of my room is very narrow. I doubt if this 🐒 who dreams to stay with me for the rest of her life can adjust well. She is a small tenuous little 🐒. Her rage is as corollary as the mice in my room. Sometimes, her effort to please me anyhow sounds so spurious and risible that I cannot suppress myself from guffaw. The 🐒 thinks that she is going to be the future custodian of our future 🏠. But my plan is to efface her existence from my life by clandestinely doing away with her. The 🐒 loves self-appraisal extremely, not unlike other such monkeys. But I know for certain that this creature is my only sheet anchor...

Don't judge anybody's effort if it is porous or perfect. When you need a room, don't worry about vestibule. Such doubts are very tenuous. Peace of mind is not a corollary, it should be a companion. Stop chasing spurious pleasures. Always remember, you are only the custodian of this body; the genuine owner is Somebody else. Try to efface your mind of all the bygone worries, anxieties, and anguishes. Favour yourself by making a new appraisal of your personal development. Your character is the only sheet anchor that will accompany you through your ups and downs. Never hinge on insubstantial prognosis by some smug astrologer. Relay your statement of determination not through words, but by works. Throw unnecessary facts or experiences into obsolescence. A luminue path is awaiting your eagerness. Ordain your actions by your own conscious, advertent decisions. Don't think of obituary during lifetime.

We are the custodian of our culture and traditions. The invasion of science and technology has hurled a challenge by effacing the traditional heritages by degrees. These age-old rites and rituals must need a new kind of appraisal in our modern life style. Family especially parents are the only reliable sheet anchor in our lives. Nobody can make a correct prognosis about future. So, don't suppress, but relay the immanent anxieties. Any belief, if it is not cast into obsolescence by Time, is modern and relevant. The luminue power of belief can transform behavioural patterns. Follow the ordained path of the Almighty. Don't waste your time by thinking what will be scripted or scribbled on your obituary. Try to sacralize your mind and heart and soul as much as possible. Problems of astronomical measure will pursue you. But we have to be stalwart and confront them dauntingly. The apogee awaits the worthy only. Slough off this inertia and hinge on your inner energy. Everybody is bless...

Live such a life that one can write on your obituary that though you were not the perfect person, you were the happiest one. God has ordained this entire universe to His will. It must have some luminue purpose. Knowledge is one of those rarest powers that never fail, until it goes into obsolescence. In communication we relay information, but in conversation not much important talk happens. Build a personality as daunting as A. P. J. Abdul Kalam. Try to reach an apogee rarely achieved by the commoners. But to succeed thus, you need to be a stalwart like Swami Vivekananda. Be always prepared for astronomical sacrifices which sincerely sacralize our souls. Get rid of this inertia that will drive your future to darkness. Take responsibilities and perform tasks with such sincerity that people will hinge upon you. Never think yourself an additive in this world. Truncation of self-confidence is utterly detrimental. Be that person who dare convene the successful people whenever you need. The q...

To sacralize our mind, we need an astronomical determination and stalwart resolution. It is an imperative to expunge the impurity in our thought process. A daunting demeanour can overturn failure into achievement. The apogee of life is not a phase of inertia, but the moment when you are the busiest. We must not linger and keep hinging upon ideas to come and enrich our brain. Rather, we should spawn the work. The ideas will flow and follow automatically and intuitively. Slothful moments are to be truncated and energetic activism has to be convened more and more. I never consider any endeavour, however irrelevant it seems, to be an additive. Often I may appear risible to others prima facie. My works may look romps to them. But to handle the Chimera of crises in life, implement your esemplastic power of imagination to reality. Without heterodox ideas, how can we pay the arrears of those hopeful persons around us who have poured all their dreams and aspirations upon us. It is not adventiti...

Inertia is one of the vices that cannot only destruct, but distract also from our desideratum. Prima facie it may seem to be taking some moments off to enjoy life. But in the long run small stuff start influencing future career. We must take care of optimizing the additive qualities so that we do not have to hinge on others in coming days. Truncation of distractions is an imperative. By convening all optimistic superlative virtues, individually we must fight against our own immanent foes. Nonetheless, it is a risible matter to wave off precious time and mourn later for that. There is no space for romp left in a life with serious target to achieve. To confront the Chimera of crises, we should hold on to our ineluctable principles. Ineffable effects can be palpable of quotidian habits like writing diary. Peroration to learn points to the summation of growth. Conversely, the pukka bonanza is not mere learning, but applying. Therefore, practice is a wholesome requisite to induct success in...

The quadrivium that existed in the middle ages, such as, geometry, astronomy, arithmetic, and music were a curriculum that can optimise the mentation potential of a subject. But such a citizen, well aware and knowledgeable, is a threat to an oligarchy. The risible coups that power involves in perpetrating when wise people rise in society, are left as nothing but mere meaningless romps. State machinery, compared as Leviathan by Hobbes, can be affiliated with rather a Chimera, the Greek monster creature with two heads of lion and goat, the body of a goat, and tail of a serpent. There are many arrears to be paid to the helpless homeless poor citizen from whom the draconian government has snatched the minimum means to survive. I perpend that power has an esemplastic power in itself qua it can mould the masses and provide new shapes, like anti-national, Maoist or Naxal. Such adventitious and momentous agency is handed down to a bunch of fundamentalists by the people themselves. Any heterodo...

We live and breathe with many arrears of so many people around us that we cannot even imagine. The esemplastic power of imagination can help us to memorize the contributions from adventitious sources to help us optimize ourselves. This train of mentation, I'm well aware, is quite heterodox from the smug weltanschauung. The cunning world is invariably foraying coups to intimidate you and let you conform the majoritarian discourse.

Many coups have been attempted against terrorism till now by several countries. Some were successful, some were not. However, the beau monde who have never confronted the grunts and grenades of the masked terrorists, mindlessly declaim the assassination of the unscrupulous murderers through their monotonous and ambiguous philippics. The pukka paladins are not those blamers or complainers, but our militia, who keep fighting to their last breath in order to defend us, protect our nation. But criticism is ineluctable, however noble or loyal you are to your country, your nation. Our socio-political climate is sclerotic. It never optimize itself, like a stagnant pool of muddy water. Conversely, the young generation is rushing behind sizzling teleological transient temptations of the external world. They have forgotten to look inside. They reach the peroration to a phenomenon too expeditiously. Their ultimate desideratum is to pluck the fruit anyhow, by hook or crook. Prima facie they are mo...

A political system prima facie may look democratic. But immanently it may be anything but wholesome for the citizenry. A snippet from Tagore's poem is reminiscent - "Where the head is held high". The power politics, though not palpable, is a site of conflictual interests. Petitio principii does not work here. It is a bonanza to optimize one's wealth status, bank balance. Even the lower level clerks are also inducted by political influence or monetary stimulus. To have a political support is a diaphragm in this society. In today's world ineffable occurrences are taking place every day. Life has become expeditious by the forays of science and technology. A modicum of acumen in technology functions as a catalytic to build career. Having shelved teleological approaches to life, one must confront the major balks. Life is filled with difficult payloads. It is a dilution of tragedy and comedy. But what is germane is to keep oneself busy. Troubles are the greatest precept...

Our knowledge must be optimised every single day. It is a diaphragm to oblivion. Those who are knowledgeable only are inducted into the prestigious platform of academia. Research activities offer a bonanza of knowledge which one must explore to enhance analytic acumen. Wisdom is not palpable. It is mustered through years of knowledge and pragmatic experience. There are some persons who have ineffable wisdom, as instance Sadhguru. In today's expeditious life style, where teleological affairs are provided more import than spiritual attainment, ennui is catalytic. It must be shelved from thought. One must make forays into undug areas of knowledge, not only to know things but also to encourage the epistemological process itself. Knowledge is not a balk, rather it is a payload that assists in propelling our mental calibre. It is germane to waylay any real life problem with idea and intelligence. A modicum of study bears fruitful conclusions. One should not bother about claptraps and bea...

Ineffable attempts have been made by the Puritan writers to declaim poetry. With the aid of their expeditious acumen, these catalytic writers venture advertently to impose moral dogmas upon the masses, by stifling the vox populi. They shelve and dodge the descriptions of the germane virtues poetry bestows. Rather, they deliberately concoct a dilution of defamation to cast against poetry. The orthodox preceptors of moral policing stand as a massive and momentous balk against the literary writers and aficionados. While the literary persons make forays into unexplored regions of esemplastic imagination, as literature is no doubt a wonderful bonanza of fancy, the rigid preceptors time and again endeavour to waylay the progress. The teleological dialogues in which the Puritan critics immerse themselves regarding poetry since antiquity are testified by the great defenders of poetry as mere claptraps. They could sparsely deliver a modicum of reasonable arguments against poetry. Plato, the for...