Recently I was reading an article about some social awareness topic (I don't remember the topic though), but yeah it was written well. It almost inspired me to write about something to make a difference to the society. The idea was shelved for the same old "too busy to write" reason. Now when I decided to write about something useful/worthwhile - whatever shit you want to call it, I realised that I didn't remember a word from that article. Did it make any difference to my life? Not really.
No, I am not trying to ridicule people who write social awareness posts or try to spread good messages through blogs. They are doing a good deed of course. But there exist useless people like me who don't remember anything after a week of reading. And I belong to the majority. Then again, I belong to that minority group as well who wants to make a difference to the society by whatever means. Mind you, these means are limited. Call it my mental block. But yes, I would want to do my bit.
Thus I discussed this with a friend who is almost as sensible as me. He was of the opinion that we were not as famous and influential enough to make a difference by blogging. Sigh. Here I was looking for some motivation to use the only medium where I have two readers who read me regularly. At least they would have gotten inspired by my posts. But he shattered the dream. And he was kind of right. I have written about legal topics in the past. I have a post on almost all the major issues and concerns of the society. I might as well promote those links.
The mind doesn't really agree. Stale posts - it calls them. But mind is one lazy idiot. Probably lazier than me. It doesn't want to do something that unfruitful too just for the sake of doing. Thus it comes up with a solution. It tells me that writing here about what I feel helps me. I might be a very small part of the society, but I am one and making difference to my life is a good enough deed too. I am convinced. I write about whatever is going on in my mind. Call it intellectual (I love to use this word for me) and brilliant shit. And I feel quite peaceful. And happy. And content.
In other news, after writing about how I won't be making any other trips before may totally turned out to be wrong. I did travel again. To tarkarli. It's a small town located in Sindhdurg near Maharashtra border. I visited some virgin beaches with white sand and clear water. I have a fear of water, but I successfully did scuba. It was a commercial dive as I do not know swimming, but yes, it did help me overcome my fear of water that exists in 90% of us (ah I am tired of falling in this majority group all the time). And thus I have decided to learn swimming now. Which I will, soon.
How I always end up discussing travel. I did that with a friend I spoke with in the morning as well. We were discussing about how a holiday is supposed to be. It's amazing to find people who think like you. It was almost like I was talking to myself. Not just travel, but about other things too, the opinions matched. And I was saved too from making a stupid decision today. Not that I would have regretted it, but I wouldn't have liked it had it not turned out as favourable as I was expecting it to be.
Elections are here. I am voting. I think whoever feels that NOTA is a good option is an idiot. File a complaint against the wrongdoer the moment candidates' list is announced. NOTA is as good as not voting. Rather, it's worse. You are taking the pain of voting and yet not voting. Please vote. And vote sensibly. Find out about your candidates. Check their experience and record. A fresher can also be as good as an experienced guy. And if he/she is a fresher and is contesting elections, he/she must have done some work in the past. Don't go by the face value. Just because he is handsome or she is pretty. Just because you have seen them on tv before doesn't prove their credibility. Please don't lose out on this opportunity of voting for the betterment of your country. Vote for the candidate and not the party.
Now I see what good deed means. I can do it, even after ranting here. My good, your good. Sab khush.