"Ignorance is strength"...one of the three famous phrases coined by George Orwell. Do I get carried over by this Orwelian double-speak? Can I always hide the acrimonious realities under the garb of irony and sarcasm?
Innocence has given way to knowledge, knowledge of the surreal, that sometimes passes into the kafkasque realms of nightmare ready to cave me in. I never had felt so depressingly low.
Today was yet another hectic day in the life of this dignified clerk. With zero intellectual activity, the output being below the standards, life can be very boring. Yet the only saving grace for the day was a timely call from HOME. Felt elated to talk to mom n dad. They have promised to come to Ranchi by the end of December. But the zeal has evaporated into thin air. Everything seems to be derailed and there is no hope of getting onto the right track.
When the life gets derailed, there is an urgent need to pull up the chains,,,,desperate situations demand desperate measures,,,,huh,oft repeated,,,
Confusion grows with age. I think that misunderstanding also increases with better understanding. It's a different matter that people chose to ignore or they compromise because they have to make a choice between "which is more correct". But I never had such confusions because I think that I understand people, all n sundry. No, it's a grave mistake to pontificate that misunderstanding grows with better understanding. Rather it increases with a greater sense of over possession and love.
Will resume tomorrow, hopefully not with cribbing,,

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