The whole thing about moving forward

I’ve probably heard the Anime and Manga characters talking about forgetting the past and moving forward a gazillion times and thought it was the most obvious thing to do and something we naturally do when life throws us a surprise…

I thought I always did too (apparently by not talking to them and minding my own life :|) until I got told what a big ball of negativity I am… After a long discussion that followed that and a lot of observation I did of my own behaviour, I realized the last thing I was doing was moving forward.

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All the Things I Regret


This is a list I wish I could engrave boldly on a rock or a wall or some prominent place so that when I’m reborn again (no, I’m perfectly healthy and not dying anytime soon, hopefully. So don’t treat this as my bucket list.), I won’t make the same mistakes again.

So here goes my to-do and not-to-do list.

1. Mature too quick. Even if I grow up too quick in my next life too, I MUST remember to at least act like a kid.

2. Grow some muscle so I can protect myself from the idiotic kids who bullied me.


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The Hypocrisy of Vegetarians

I know I’m going to get virtually beaten to death by all the vegetarians around the world, but this is something that I’ve always wanted to talk about. I’ve had a couple of arguments about this, where I was made to shut up even before I had a chance to prove my point, and since then, I decided to keep my opinions to myself and follow my old rule of live and let live – a little principle I follow where I stay strong with my own ideas but won’t question why others think, well, otherwise. It’s simply because I don’t care what others think of a certain matter that I have a different opinion about, and also because the last thing I like to do is argue.

There are basically two things I’d like to talk about here – vegetarians and pacifist hypocrites.

I’m never the one to fret about what others think, but a couple things happened lately that triggered my annoyance towards people who talk incessantly about how much they care about animals and don’t give a damn about the trees that are cut down right in front of their eyes.

The thing that triggered this was the little mass tree cutting incident that happened in my office premise and to say I was disappointed to see the lovely trees that I so loved to walk under being chopped down is an understatement. It was a torture to walk by that place everyday and watch people walk by it like nothing happened.

So that made me wonder, had it been a bunch of dogs that were chopped and thrown aside in the place of those trees, would people have just walked by it like it was nothing? Wouldn’t they be horrified at the least and question who did such a devilish act?  So, why ignore it when it’s the trees that are, may I say, killed and thrown aside? Isn’t that being a hypocrite?

I do care about animals and absolutely do not tolerate animal cruelty, but I care about all living beings and not just the ones that can walk and talk; and I happen to eat non vegetarian food.

Confuzzled? Let me explain.

I’ve noticed this huge biased thinking with all these people who care so much about animal cruelty but really don’t care about things like deforestation or mindless chopping of trees. If you care so much about animal cruelty, why tolerate cruelty towards trees? Is that because they can’t walk and talk that you forget they have a life and feel pain? Because they can’t scream when they’re hurt? And this brings me back to my second agenda – the hypocritical vegetarians.

Before I begin, let me state this bitter fact about mankind – It’s impossible for humans to survive without hurting other living beings. (No matter how you think about it, we still kill something or someone to feed ourselves)

Since I hate arguments, I’ve clashed with only a couple of vegetarians about this, and all of them had the same way of thinking – they don’t realize that by eating plants, they are still killing life, no matter how much they stay away from meat and eggs. It has been scientifically proven (please reads the works of Jagadish Chandra Bose for more proof) that plants, in fact, do feel pain. They may not have a brain to register the pain impulse, but everything in nature doesn’t work the same way.

Just because we can’t produce our own food, it’s absurd to say that it’s impossible for plants to produce food. Likewise, just because plants feel touch and pain in a different way, you can’t say that they don’t feel at all. The scientist who proved it was no fool. So when you are already killing a living being and feeding on it, it’s absolutely absurd to say that you don’t want to eat meat because you don’t want to hurt other living beings because you’re that much compassionate. If you do, you’re a hypocrite, since your actions are already contradicting your words.

Now if you think you only eat a certain part of the plant and not all of it, let me enlighten you with the fact that plants are chopped, uprooted and replanted while growing them. You are killing them in the process of feeding on them.

And even if they don’t feel pain, it doesn’t rule out the fact that you’re already killing a living being to feed yourself. Even if they don’t feel pain, it doesn’t justify the act of killing.

If you think you’re being caring and compassionate to living beings by staying vegetarian or participating in all of those PETA activities, you’re just trying to feel good about yourself.

*Takes a deep breath*


So, that’s what I feel about all the vegetarians out there.

P.S. – I do have a heart and I do help stray animals now and then, but I’d never call myself a compassionate vegetarian who cares about the lives of other living beings, because I’m already a part of the mass killing by eating veggies.

-Thank you for putting up with the rant-

Why Art Should Not Be Criticized

I have absolutely no idea why I decided out of nowhere to come up with a blog on this, at midnight, none the less! But here it goes, I always wanted to let those unfortunate souls who are so drowned in the technicalities of art that they have lost the purpose of making art and pull everyone around them into the spiral maze of eternal list of technical mumbo jumbo that art is something where the only thing matters is the final product (in case of the viewer) and the happiness that’s experienced in making it (in case of the artist).

What matters is not the fact that you did not get a line right or did not get the color combination right. Even if it’s the worst drawing ever made that is totally puking rainbow colors, as long as you had fun doing it, and are able to project your ideas through it, you have a purpose.

Because art is not about a perfectly drawn picture with the most accurate color combination and perfect lighting. It’s about keeping your original purpose of making art and not forget to have fun while you are at it.

Because art is meant to soothe you, give you the happiness of forgetting the world and drowning yourself in that one thing that matters to you at that moment, and not stay up all night, wracking your brains on making sure it’s perfectly made with absolutely no flaws.

Because art has no rules… art has no boundaries… and all opinions are relative. There’s absolutely no way how anyone can judge it, since every art is unique to the person who has made it.

Every time I go through a critic or hear people asking me to write a critic on their work, I don’t understand what is the need of it. Art is a medium to project the real you where you project your ideas and thoughts and truly liberate the creative soul in you. Once you begin to bind your art with rules and stereotype it so much that your essence is lost in your art, or pick on the details of somebody else’s work and say how amateur it is, you’ve lost the true purpose of making art.

It’s all right to follow the rules to some extent, but really, don’t fret about it!