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Why I Don't Make a "Good" Friend

Like I have mentioned before, I am not a very social person. When someone asks me that how many friends I have, I always find it troubling to answer.

University is a place when you get the chance to make truckloads of friends in an instance. I made 1? Merely because he was grouped with me on several projects. I think I posted about him years back.

So, coming to the point that why I am not an acceptable friend. The reason: I use my own fucking brain. That's it.

Generally, in society, being friends means accepting and supporting your friend's views and arguments without giving them any thoughts. Being friends means to depend on each other. Being friends means to be ready to kick someone's ass because he kicked your friend's. Remember your best friend? How he never argued about your believes? I am none like that.

Here's what happened a couple of months back.

I had this neighbor named Farhan, he was my housemate's friend. He would come occasionally to hangout. I went with him few times too. We had fun watching movies and eating midnight dinners. Along the way we argued about a lot of things. He is a very religious person, but you won't believe from his appearance. Arguments, that were going healthy, suddenly turned sour. One fine day he tells me that he thought I was his friend but just because I argue, we couldn't be friends. I found it extremely funny and laughed my heads off. He never showed up again. His opinion: I should not think in friendship, I should only support.

I believe in a healthy friendship, you do not depend on each other. You hear, comprehend and tolerate each other's opinions. You be yourself. Your best friend is not the person who is ready to support you. Your best friend is the person who is ready to listen and understand you. That is the sincerest form of honesty. If someone is ready to support my opinion without understanding it, I would find it offensive.

P.S: I have this weird sense of humor too. So, chances are next to zero.

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Psycho

At times, I fantasize like American Psycho.

44 degrees

It is so hot today that my temperature checking device has started to burn papers.

The Egotist

The egotist is the absolute sense is not the man who sacrifices others. He is the man who stands above the need of using others in any manner. He does not function through them. He is not concerned with them in any primary matter. Not in his aim, not in his motive, not in his thinking, not in his desires, not in the source of his energy. He does not exist for any other man—and he asks no other man to exist for him. This is the only form of brotherhood and mutual respect possible between men.

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

Howard Roark's Courtroom Speech

DDL

A Typical Year of My Life

June 15

The Virtue of Sadism

Human race has never been this sadist. The media, print or electronic, truly represents our addiction to sadism. We all think it’s not good; we all swear that it’s a vice; we all understand that it’s toxic, and above all, we all believe that it’s a sin. But we all stand witness to it that one way or another, directly or indirectly, we support it. We just love it. If we just wanted to eradicate it, would it still exist? We have it because we want it.

Millions of men hour are wasted daily in never-ending discussions about politics and government. The TV is babbling about it. The radio is hissing. The internet is overloaded with all the fancy details. Buses, colleges, shopping malls, drawing rooms, and parks are all filled with the noise of our hatred for what’s being done by government. Inflation, last night’s TV current affair programs, corruption, and lawlessness. But we have reached there where it’s become sadism: we hate it but love to talk about it. For once we get so lost in it that we forget where we are.
But how many of us actually stand against it? Nil. We all just want to talk about it. How many of us actually support government? None. How many of us protest against that? Closer to none. I’m afraid it’s going to replace fiction.

Wrote this last December for a student magazine. Never got published.

She

...I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.

John Green, Looking for Alaska

The Giant Poisonous Parasite

What generally a parasite is? It is a living being that takes food from host, in some cases, damages it and spreads itself exponentially.

Human, my dear reader, is a parasite; a giant parasite. Until a couple of centuries ago, we were living in accord with the nature: nature provided, we consumed and grew. Both nature and man doing what they were supposed to do. Then it occurred to man that it wasn't fun enough. Centuries of this accord looked like boring food chain span. "Why not just ruin the nature? That should be fun", man thought one day, about two centuries ago. So, a never stopping process of ruining nature started. Man invented machines, chemicals, electricity, bombs, computers etc. All equally lethal to the nature. Now the silent and providing nature didn't protest, in fact, it kept providing things that man kept turning against it. Two centuries later, turns out that damaging nature is actually killing yourself. We were always parasites: always getting, never paying back. But only now we have turned into poisonous parasites: paying back in lethal products.

I hope it's not too late already to save the nature, and to save ourselves.

If someone tells you that man is "The Greatest Creature of All", please assume that someone as the greatest moron.
Thanks.