My Best Friends Wedding

Remember the classic question about which came first, the chicken or the egg? I used to wonder if movies were inspired by life or was it the other way round. Mr J is going to get married to his childhood pal, his best friends sister. Well, in this case both the best friends are of the same gender so i don't think that there's going to be any confusion. Its the first real life love story of a good friend and it feels like watching a romantic movie in 3-d. And this time the feeling is good.

Victim of Democracy

Moshi Moshi,

I'm a member of a democratic society. I've been taught to believe that everything operates out of a sense of justice. If I feel wronged, I've been provided with a court. If I act wrongly, justice will be meted out in due proportion. My leaders have taken an oath to serve my country loyally and faithfully.

My workplace regards me as an asset. Since I am in a democratic society, I should expect honesty and integrity in every aspect of civil society. Thats because everyone is frightened of being punished. Everybody wants to remain clean in the eyes of other people. So I do what I have to do, honestly and sincerely. I sometimes put in extra effort to do what I have to do. Because according to the framework of a democratic society, I will be justly rewarded. Yes, I only do the things that are expected out of me and are legal. I ain't passionate about anything and therefore if left on my own I wouldn't know what to do.

People around me are aggressive. People around me are louder. As per social ratings, they are smarter. They are rewarded in terms of money and recognition. That is because we are a democracy, and everything operates out of a sense of justice. I don't know what they did, but they must've done something. Some people around me aren't talented, smart, good looking. Simple ordinary folk. Its not that they don't want to become extraordinary but because of the way they are wired their efforts don't reap much profit. Since we live in a democratic society, they will be punished for giving less than what the others have given. Other people who don't even know them will be given the privilege to judge them.

I was taught that to be judged mediocre is a sign of uselessness. I was taught to live so that i can sparkle in other peoples eyes. The more rewards I get, the better I am.

But why do I find me psyching myself to believe this?