Stone Cold

I am in Gorakhpur right now. Its 7:30 in the morning and its stone cold here. The fog outside is overwhelming. Its seems a little out of place, may be because I've always associated deep winters with my home city New Delhi. I am here for my naturopathic treatment. I am not suffering from anything really, it is just for "cleaning the body from the inside."

Here, they put emphasis on lifestyle. The food we eat, the schedule we follow; instead of medicines to cure illness. Apart from that there are "treatments". One of them involves, and reader discretion advised for what lies after this, inserting a tube up one's arse and then inserting warm water; one litre of that. After that the "patient" feels pressure and excretes.

Yeah, don't make a face; because I just had that. This method is supposed to clean the intestines and hence makes the digestive system more efficient. And apparently there are no side effects. The food here is without salt, oil; ultra simple food. I am supposed to walk for 45 minutes both in morning and evening. There are couple of other treatments I have taken so far which are less sinister: hot water bath for legs and hot-n-cold water bags on the stomach. It feels weird; I am just here coz my grand dad. Hope this ends well.

Emotions can be such a bitch

A friend of mine proposed a girl from my college. It's strange how the story resembles the many I have come across earlier. Boy likes the girl; plans out THE moment to propose her; prepares a gift et al; and then a rejection; hurt and lost the boy looks for relief in his buddies; gets drunk; blurts it out; his love, passion and the tragic ending. Every boy I know personally enough to share such things have gone through this story.

It's emotions after all. Care, infatuation, craziness, et al. Its so human. Its not bad always. It can sometimes drive a person to achieve something too far otherwise. Take my friend for example. I am getting the intuition that he's gonna crack some big shot company in order to prove himself. Something he wouldn't have cared about if this incident hadn't happened.

People need an incentive. A reason. They need a driving kick to achieve something amazing. People work because they need money. This money could be fulfilling some or many aspirations/reasons. Money to survive; to have a respectable social status; to give someone's family a comfortable life. Whatever. The whole point of the whole point is: humans need incentive. The girl in our example could have had a reason. She could already have been dating or wanted to date someone else. She could have had a family pressure. She might not have liked my friend in general. The argument tree can grow infinitely in n dimensions with n tending to infinity.

I was just pondering about how everything came into being. The emotions/reasons/money/love: where did it came from. Why us, humans are so much of a slave for them. The answer could lie in our up bringing. The society that we grew in. The elders we saw while growing up. May be our mind indeed was like an empty bucket. It becomes what is filled in. The whole network of do-this-when-this-happens is all created and builds up as we grow and hence in every generation psychological trends tend to repeat.

This is so confusing. Emotions are such a mesh of arguments and nodes. You pick one end and try to reach somewhere, there are chances you will never get there and get lost eventually. It's such a bitch. It's often more reasonable to just shut out the mind when it gets excess and become evil.

Fuck!