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Chaos of Identities

this started from bomb and firing news. it is not knew for this city, but every time i feel that some reaction is due for this terrorist activities and bla bla...
but why do I think that these terrorist activities are 'bad' or 'not desirable'? is it because I am patriotic? is it because I am concerned about human beings dying in these activities? i think any of these reasons is not strong enough to justify reaction. but then there is no justification for terrorism too.
it is easy to see that nation, society, family, community, cast are artificial identities. but somehow, since these identities are forced on group of human beings for so many years, they form a cushion over real identity of being oneself. rules of society are designed in a manner that one has to deal with these identities. so one can easily get in the illusion of these identities having some fundamental meaning. but some thought can easily take to the end of seeing these identities nothing but collection of rules set up by some clever leaders to smoothen the process of clustering human beings.
what appeals me starkly is human tendency of getting conditioned. and, for those, who can not live life by setting their own rules, this conditioning might help.

Comments

haven't you fell prey to the same politician induced xenophobia?
don't you talk so loftily about maratha pride?
and when you mock people from other regions,don't you think this blog of yours tantamount to sheer hypocrisy.
i'm just airing my concern.
there's no personal vendetta in it.:)

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