Tuesday, December 13, 2011

If a tree falls in a forest and no-one hears it, does it make any sound?

It is a classical question to which I have been thinking for days now. Will it make a sound or not?

I am a science student and science says any two bodies which collide do make a sound due to the vibration caused whilst they were colliding. So yes! They do make do a sound.

But on the other hand the philosophical bent of my mind says it can be both yes or no. Yes as per science but no cause there is no one to prove it. Its true that the falling things make sound but how can we know for sure that this particular tree made a sound.

Thinking more and more about it, a point come to me. Till date whatever discovery science has made it has relied on man and his five senses. Whatever we see, hear, taste, feel and smell has been discovered or built. But does it mean that FACT which lies beyond the veil can be realized by these five senses? Can there be more to known things?

Searching on google, I found some exciting thing. FACT can be described in 3 ways:

1. Knowable
2. Unknowable
3. Never Knowable

This means that some fact is knowable such as we will always fall towards the ground, sugar is sweet, boiling water is hot etc. But there is some more fact which is knowable but yet to be found which is described by unknowable. Never knowable fact can never be known by realizing on our own 5 senses.

So coming back to the original question:

If a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound?

My answer is simple it can be never known unless until we rely on our five senses. It is never knowable.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

The butterfly dream

Once Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting and fluttering around, happy with himself and doing as he pleased. He didn't know he was Zhuangzi. Suddenly he woke up and there he was, solid and unmistakable Zhuangzi. But he didn't know if he was Zhuangzi who had dreamt he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhuangzi.

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Come on sit up and think

What wrong the blood sucking fly did

If it drank your blood and feasted upon it

My friend starvation is a bitch and it doesn’t want to die of it


Another interesting tale

Kind of old, kind of new

Who am I to judge what it is to you?

People shout aloud what came first, the chicken or the egg!

They should shut up and listen

Biology has an answer to their question

Read Darwin science and explain it for forthcoming occasion


Everyone loves light

Keeps the dark away and mood alight

The bulb keeps him happy and he does his job

Cometh the insects and he becomes an angry bob

Tries everything to shoo them away

Without even realizing the cause in the first place!


Now let me comment about humans in general

Everyone wants a treat and decide who all to call

Hahaha my friends before the party comes the plan

First should be where and how and not when and who’s

The person who realizes this obvious mistake

Has a bright and strong future prospect

And the rest will be condemned to follow and respect


As we are talking about human equation

Let me present another and wait for your reaction

The officer steals some cash from the pocket of a poor

Takes his wage a little and gives an angry look

The poor goes home disgusted and famished

Officer takes the money home satisfied

And the next day all the old bills disappear


You must be thinking

What was the aim for these wordings?

Why did the poet aim the conscious with no solution?

Is he going to give a speech and try to change the way I exist?


Sorry people! I only wrote this to tattle and baffle

There is no aim behind writing such a witless tale

Please talk amongst you all to give an appropriate end

And I will go ahead and confuse more

Monday, December 5, 2011

REVENGE


The time has come I can proudly say

For each little mistake you pay

I on top my world

And your life in twirl


There was a time

You had humiliated me

Your “*************” had its desired cause

It broke me, my soul and I fell on my back broke

At that time I was down and all out


As time passed on

Through the ashes I arose

Armed with an idea I came packed

For sweet lovely payback


And I struggled and struggled

To finally see you bend the spine

To make you realize

You aren’t the immortal person you describe

But a puny human which used to shine


I wish I could see you cry

Cry like a baby

For the mistakes you try

Oh man! The idea of you crying

Makes my whole body flying


The incident taught both of us a lesson

The people you lorded over and shout

Can teach you a lesson in the language you understand

And as for me, nothing is impossible

All you need is some effort, time and mind

I hope this was the fitting end to the saga

Otherwise next time

I come up to you and on your face

Will shout out loud

I was the one who fucked you, you little TWAT!!

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“Revenge is a dish best served cold”

Old saying from the Mafiosi in Sicily.

Tells that the best payback is the one that comes with planning, and that brings the most horrendous pain to your enemies when they are not expecting and are just enjoying the fruits of all the dishonor they brought upon you. One must wait so he can really inflict pain to those who wronged him. Careful planning is necessary so your enemies will suffer terribly, but you won't be harmed by the Law or by your enemies' allies.

"After cutting the guy's arms with the chainsaw and throwing to the sharks, Joe tells him: 'La vendetta es una minestra che se mangia fredda, my friend, or Revenge is a dish best served cold. That bitch thought she would be happy with her HS sweetheart after stealing my money and send me to jail? Now she is going to know the pain of lose everything she loves...' He then pulls his Beretta and shoots the guy in the head"

Monday, October 24, 2011

Uprising

Times are hard , crops have withered

Life equates into nothingness

Past seems haven

Present a living hell

Future an undying death


Eagles fly over lands

Rivers of blood flow

Reapers come in masses

While good men stay mute


People die in heaps

Prayers to dementors lie unanswered

Silent rebellion brews

All the while cruelty grows


Naive offspring questions senselessness

And death creeps everywhere like shadows in night

Reapers become a blessing

An escape from chaotic madness


Good men rise up

The forgotten gain heart'

Caesars reek of fear

Lambs are sent to slaughter


Last uprising is crushed

Leaders turned into slaves

reapers become a blessing

Life equates into nothingness


Past seems haven

Present a living hell

Future an undying death

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

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Oh I sit and wonder
Looking over to the million dollar poster hung over thebroken thing
With a feeling that something is not right
What would it feel like to have a pocket full

To have a stomach full, more to buy more
Fully stitched clothes covering the malnourished body
Spending few to buy materialistic happiness for peoplearound me
And yeah with the rest, bills will be the best

That day that time will arrive
Others will be happy to see my wallet
Wherever I will go, they all will stand and notice
And I beneath happy, will be free to throw a sulky look overto they

Ah! I will attract you to me
Throw some diamonds free with plastic card
In a warm home with lit chimney
Will make sweet romance and I with you always

It’s foolish to think all this right on
With this lowly pay and huge bills
Yesterday gave my dream job interview
And today waiting for something to ring

Saturday, February 5, 2011

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?

Sleeping till 11 in the morning

Listening to the music while trying to get up

Running late for the afternoon class

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?


Listening to the professor`s lecture

Appearing very drowsy and tired

But alert mind being far away

I wonder how will I be the part of professional life?


Finally reaching room after a hard days work

Being surrounded by family and friends

Getting warmed up for another late night adventure

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?


Semester after semester, getting disappointing result

Each time promising you from this semester I will study

But soon falling back to old practices

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?


College life is what defines me

I love it and want to live forever

Sadly the time will come to graduate

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?