Muqabla

"One afternoon, I am complaining about the confusion of my age, what is expected of me versus what I want for myself.
'Have I told you about the tension of opposites?' he says.
The tension of opposites?
'Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.
'A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle.'
Sound like a wrestling match, I say.
'A wrestling match.' He laughs. 'Yes you could describe life that way.'
So which side wins, I ask?
'Which side wins?'
He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth.
'Love wins. Love always wins.'"
- Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie

That passage illustrates some of my thoughts when I titled this blog.

FOBs seem so sincere

Excuse me to please

First Post

It's the same old issue - should one present themselves as the person they want to become, or the fallible person that they are? One would like to believe that by presenting oneself as the former, atleast it is possible that you are having some sort of a positive effect on a world full of too many bad role models. You hide your ugly traits, are ashamed by your bad deeds - you have sharam. But then this could easily turn into a heroic narrative - where one fails to see their own contradictions, much less address them - and continues narrating adventures with no self-reproach at all. You become arrogant.
I guess the solution is that one only begins publicly announcing one's viewpoints when one is worthy. When you have become a good human being, after you have molded yourself into a person with strong values after tireless discipline and effort - then you gain the right to mount the soapbox. And that right is only given to you by the people around you. But really is the mob a qualified judge of the worth of someone's thoughts? How many thinkers and artists were only appreciated after they were dead?
The problem is that, today, EVERYONE is declaring themselves on this monster known as the internet - facebook, myspace, blogs - all serve as a personal mouthpeice by which one may proclaim one's views on any given topic under the sun - no matter how unqualified. What results is a din of information - sifting through it takes hours, days. I personally would rather rely on a qualified source, a reference, to a particular book or source on the topic of interest before googling it.
Regardless, I have been as yet unable to find a blog of someone in a remotely similar situation as me. Maybe I haven't looked hard enough, but I do fit a pretty narrow description. So if for no other reason, I could post simply because I am feeling unique at the moment - a conundrum of factors, genetic and environmental, have collided to result in the current moment that I am experiencing, with its concomitant thoughts, feelings, and actions.

Everybody's experience is unique. Is there something about mine that makes it worth writing about?

Test Post

Do I really want to do this?