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Dilettantism “A Crime of Modern Age”

The internet, Google, Wikipedia and social media has made crime of dilettantes a common phenomenon The crime of dilettantism is rising in this modern age of information and technology No one knows a thing but claims to know everything Do we need Socratic method to be reinforced of saying “I know that I know nothing” […]

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A thorn from “Morning Notes”

A thorn of existence is wakefulness A thorn in my flesh is suddenly arousing from my bed in middle of the night A thorn to that day I was born and the day I will die A thorn and millions thorns in my flesh The euphoria of being in the world is a thorn All […]

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On Hanging myself “Anecdote”

To hang myself All I need is a rope, a chair and a roof fan whereas the courage I have is momentous Why then I am not hanging myself I failed to understand? Why I study philosophy amounts to some madness left in me since a child How last night I tormented myself of not […]

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First Impressions from Graveyards

What is a graveyard if not our real home? Whenever I see a grave it reminds me of the fact that all will end soon and it must happen as sooner as possible A mother told me her young son died how happily I would change my life with her dead son There should be […]

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I am a Murderer “Poem”

I am a Murderer, listen O world to my hideous crime. I couldn’t bear my own self so I killed him. I killed my own self how cruel Ye must say Life is all about selfhood as Iqbal says so I murdered my old self with no regrets Philosophers only talk about deconstruction I not […]

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Nameless “Poem”

Cioran says “To renounce ones name is to be doomed to inactivity; to cling to it is to degrade oneself” A Paradox is our identity in simple words “The trouble with being born” Must we exist or express ourselves? Inquired Cioran again Cioran is dead now then why do we share same sentiments of our […]

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Don’t tell nobody “Poem”

Don’t tell nobody I am a nihilist Don’t tell nobody I am a sympathizer of socialists Don’t tell nobody I am the follower of Zarathustra Don’t tell nobody I could be wrong Don’t tell nobody how I contradict myself every passing minute Don’t tell nobody one minute I believe in God the next minute I […]

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Belongingness “Poem”

Where do I belong oh earth answer Where ever I go the same feeling of not belonging I belong to no family, nation, color, race, religion or language I only belong to Literature as a whole I only belong to those dead writers and poets I only belong to melancholia I was alienated even at […]

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Non, Je Na Regrette Rien “Poem”

Édith Piaf sings Non, Je na Regrette Rien Mighty French expressions of Nostalgia No regrets I have. I will go on. Regrets I have none For what I have became concern not anymore O sweet kisses Life has taken away my past, my innocence, my morals I dare not to recall! what I was before […]

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Detached “Poem”

I feel so detached from everything World is all but troubles and misfortunes Thrown into a hell before a hell A lonely night far from everything happy So detached are my reality to my sorrows That I forget to laugh and smile What I am living for? I lost everything and gain nothing My soul […]

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