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Anyone who loves life genuinely cannot but be a rebel. You will rebel against the all-pervasive evil that appears in the forms of diseases, natural calamities, and manmade disasters. You will rebel against malevolent bacteria and viruses. Your blood will boil when you see innocent kids dying because of any reason whatever. You won’t be able to accept a fraction of the injustice you see around you. If you love life. As Ivan Karamazov tells his fervently religious brother, “I don’t accept this world of God’s… I don’t accept it at all. It’s not that I don’t accept God, you must understand, it’s the world created by Him I don’t and cannot accept.”

This world is a terrible place where, in the words of the Bard, fair is foul and foul is fair. A lot of great people have tried to change that terrible situation. What else were the Buddha and the Christ and the Prophet and the Mahatma trying to do? And what did we get because of their efforts but more evil in the names of their respective religions? Should we go on accepting this world as it is?

We needn’t if we choose. Rebellion is a refusal to accept the evils and a simultaneous affirmation of the good. Rebellion is saying No to certain realities and saying a louder Yes to better alternatives. Rebellion is throwing out the junk and bringing in dignity.

Every act of rebellion is a nostalgia for innocence, said Albert Camus. Only those who have traces of innocence left in their hearts can actually rebel. The rest can at best only shout hollow slogans and throw vacuous fists in the air. Rebellion is a genuine longing for a better world for everyone.

Rebellion is a sign of deep awareness. Every rebel knows that he is just a lamb being fed by hands that will slit his throat tomorrow.

Rebellion may fail. Indeed often it is condemned to fail. It will be suppressed. Remember the great rebels of the past? Even god-incarnates had to end up on a cross or a burning stake. Vested interests win at any rate. That is how the world is. And that is why the rebel must live. Even if he does not win. If only to become what your soul was meant to become. You don’t rebel for what you can achieve, but for who you are at heart. Rebellion belongs to the heart. Rebellion runs in the veins.

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  1. You've made a great case for rebelling. Indeed with constant rebellions will the world become a better place. But what about the destruction mayhem that rebelliousness causes?

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  2. Only those who have traces of innocence left in their hearts can actually rebel. The rest can at best only shout hollow slogans and throw vacuous fists in the air. You said it. And yes, an innocent one only can rebel not to win but to become what his soul is meant to become. Considering the harsh reality of this (hypocrite) world in which vested interests are only destined to win, rebels are essential to prevent (or at least, delay) complete doom.

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    1. Glad you got exactly what i meant. I was scared this would be grossly misunderstood.

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  3. Yes, a Rebellion is the one who really longs for a better world for every one. Well said.

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  4. Rightly said. Anything new or unconventional is sadly considered rebellion. But history proves that inventions are made by rebellious minds.

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    1. In today's context, all the more relevant because even simple dissent is viewed with suspicion.

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  5. Rebellion is surely an act to voice against injustice and any ill - happening around. You have highlighted correctly that even if rebellion fails, the one who rebels must live. Can not be more appropriate keeping in mind the activities happening currently in society.

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    1. People are becoming either scared or unconcerned these days.

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  6. Reminded me of a line from a Rang De Basanti song - Be a rebel. Also made me think of 2 characters from The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Both are rebels but where 1 tries to have a conversation, 1 resorts to violence.

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    1. I worked on Albert Camus's concept of rebellion which is philosophical and highly positive if not creative. Create an alternative system. Not destroy. That's Camus's view. For more, please read his book 'The Rebel'.

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  7. As we found yesterday, rebellion brought a measure of justice -- even if not as great or generalized a measure of justice as we would hope. So voices must and will continue to be raised.
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    1. Yes, voices must rise at appropriate times. India now stands in need of some great rebels.

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  8. I'll say amen to that.
    This line "Every act of rebellion is a nostalgia for innocence." of Camus you quoted is gold.
    Brilliant read. Thank you.

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  9. "Rebellion may fail. Indeed often it is condemned to fail. It will be suppressed. Remember the great rebels of the past? Even god-incarnates had to end up on a cross or a burning stake. " And I guess that's the reason many don't rebel!

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    1. Possibly and most probably. People love expediency.

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