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Identity Crisis


Sometimes the society gifts me an identity crisis.  My association with the society is usually limited to my workplace and that being a school there is little problem.  [I must admit that I get an enviably fantastic set of students year after year.]  However, when I meet people occasionally in certain gatherings like wedding or funeral, friends and relatives often introduce me to others as a fiercely anti-BJP blogger.  That has always embarrassed me.

When I look at my blog posts, I find that politics is a rare subject in my writing.  I write short stories, book reviews and reflections on life much more than politics.  Yet I get labelled as “fiercely anti-BJP” probably because I articulate my political views without the sweetening additive of diplomacy. 

Lack of diplomacy has always been my nemesis, my lifelong companion.  That’s one of the reasons why I chose to stay away from the society.  I’m incapable of sweetening harsh facts.  Light doesn’t terrorise me and I’m incapable of understanding why it terrorises others.

I’m incapable of many things.  For example, I don’t understand or can’t appreciate most of the messages forwarded to me in the different WhatsApp groups to which I belong more by necessity than choice.  I can’t understand why people believe such balderdash and why they think it worthy of being passed on to thousands of others. 

I understand that I don’t belong in too many places.  My blog is a virtual escape, the quiet bower that John Keats discovered among daffodils and musk roses.  Even my political blogs belong to that escapist realm.  It is not fiercely anti-BJP, it is fiercely escapist.


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  1. जितेन्द्र माथुरDecember 2, 2017 at 9:15 AM

    People with a polarized mindset (such people are in abundance now-a-days) can only perceive you that way Sir. People having an unbiased, rational, objective and balanced approach towards various things and thoughts can't, don't and won't do so.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 2, 2017 at 9:40 AM

      I agree. It's not easy to find rational people, however.

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  2. Ravish ManiDecember 4, 2017 at 9:46 AM

    As I see, one's identity is the real cause of one's misery. It's good that you are having identity crisis. Get rid of it as soon as possible. We don't need identity to live a quality life. One's identity only feeds one's ego. It's said true happiness lies in egolessness. I think I should stop now. :)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 4, 2017 at 6:41 PM

      The problem is other's rather than mine 😀

      Egolessness is too mystical a state for a very ordinary person like me.

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  3. A Homemaker's UtopiaDecember 8, 2017 at 9:10 AM

    Your post is an inspiration for me..I fear the idea of belongingness itself,when you belong you have to obey all sorts of stupid social rules and diplomacy..As Mark Twain said,'Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.'Keep writing..keep inspiring.

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  4. AnonymousDecember 10, 2017 at 12:25 AM

    Sir, can you please go through my essay on Ayodhya issue and tell me what you thought of it? I'll be very grateful. Thank you.

    http://rantsofabookishboy.blogspot.in/2017/12/thoughts-on-ayodhya-issue.html

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