The Debate

Gamin Console scene:

The assassin then leaped upon the shaft, his torn jacket brandishing a pistol. Adam and Hui were startled by the footage caught on security camera. Tonight the security system, so systematically laid was impossible for an overrun. They felt helpless at once because they could see more than they and things at a greater distance, not by virtue of any sharpness of sight on their part but because they were carried high at the security base. They fished out the devices to throw signal for the intrusion and possible assault.

Adam: I wish it were real. Gaming is fun; the surreal experience makes you feel like you have outgrown your inept image and have become real heroes who can save this world

Hui almost sheepishly: Yeah! You are the superhero who saves the world

Adam displaying mock anger: Had it not been you, we would have lifted level five well ahead in time. And if I am not the savior, then is it the Chinese ace next to me? (mockingly points at Hui)

Hui: That was racist… Doesn’t help much when you agree we are part of same melting pot. We came from one and will vanish in unison.

Adam: I don’t see any affirmative nods here. (Pun in voice)

Well, why are we physically, anatomically and morphologically so disparate?

Hui: I don’t see much difference. We have not grown tails in Japan, horns in Africa, Furs in USA or wings in India. We are still same. The color of skin, features etc are nothing but geographical adaptation. We are basically still analogous.

Adam: There was Darwin, then Huxley then many more. How do you believe what is true? We may come from one and vanish in one, and then what is the purpose? Doesn’t it sound sadistic? Somebody created us, let us free to fool around and then will destroy us. Isn’t it similar to our games, where we terminate lives? This is so lame.

Hui: We might as well know. But as they say, if the camel once get his nose in the tent his body soon follows. Why does everyone who had a hint of afterlife and et al vanished soon after they hit rock bottom…. Buddha? Jesus?

Adam: I am perplexed… Hasn’t Huxley defended Darwin and won by saying these lines?

To twice slay the slain,

By dint of the Brain,

Is but labor in vain,

Unproductive of gain,

Hui: How would I know? I have my beliefs and I stick to them. I don’t ask you to agree but to ponder.

Adam: Gaming is easier. Let’s hit the button.

And so these men

Disputed loud and long,

Each in his own opinion

Exceeding stiff and strong,

Though each was partly in the right

And all were in the wrong

Tête-à-Tête

Is it fun to be stimulating and discursive?

Do you believe that Moses parted the Red sea?

Do you need intelligent reactions from your listener when you say/write literature whipped with rhetorical phrases, sarcasm, irony and paradox?

Do you think sitting next to a forlorn window, thinking about the things that bothered you and writing them using dark metaphors can be called poetry? 

Do you think all of us have tad bit of misanthrope in us?

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I remember during the heydays of my blog, I would think of something in divine manifestation and write a huge blog to fit that somewhere nonchalantly... it felt good, back then. people reading something spawned from your creative wings and even with few adulation I would chuckle.

I wonder how Salman Rushdie would have felt when his work was not only condemned and disparaged but was also banned after it was claimed that the novel's portrayal of the prophet Muhammad insulted Islam. When we talk about literature, Salman Rushdie is not just a yardstick for awe-inspiring but is also a magnificent author who has made others grow their standards of writing. I am not anti-religion but I fail to understand why expressing opinion on religion becomes a punishable banality. 

It is disappointing that a free country which asks us to express our opinions gets touchy about a mere publication on God of small things. Seemingly when it was written on the sand with a twig : He who has not sinned, let him cast the first stone was taken way too fatally !