The day Ravan‘s effigy was to be burnt I realized everyone in my neighborhood was busy washing their vehicles and flats. I had to take some other route to reach the main gate to get out of my society in Pune because the dumb nuts were not realizing that random splashing of water here and there results in muck and dirt. But then they were doing it all for a good reason. So, it’s okay for them to do all of that. Isn’t it?
Good and evil are relative terms. What definitely sounds good to me might just be wrong in someone else’s books but what’s important is I am not bothering anybody with my set of beliefs, whether they are right or wrong.
Come on, let me say it in another way, everyone’s come across a douchebag who has mastered the art of irritating people, everyone’s come across someone who thinks s/he is superior (my balls!) for some reason, everyone’s come across a loud-mouthed retard who does more harm than s/he is capable of, and there is also a whole bunch of poseurs who try and teach you what is morally right and wrong. How about taking a break, looking within and cleansing your own self, human?
Talking about this festival Dussehra, even though I wanted it to be the other way round I celebrated the so-called triumph of good over evil by engaging in some domestic beer worship and I wished it was Ravan on the other side receiving this bottle of London Pilsner (a beer you can always rely on) from me, after he is done burning down everything that is fake. That would be a real winner, or as I may like to put it would the triumph of evil over good. One just needs to spot the difference between the two.