Man is in chains everywhere

It was well said by Rousseau “Man is born free but everywhere he is in chains”. What Rousseau meant was that man leads a free and unrestricted life till the day he realises the existence of a society around him.

Once man enters the civil society all his freedom and liberty vanishes.
Yes. Man’s life in the civil society is an artificial life. It is a false and untrue life. Man in the society becomes highly formal and sophisticated. He becomes greedy and wicked. The life in the civil society is not natural. It is a pretentious life. Here man follows double standards. He becomes civilized as wells as a hypocrite. He says one thing but does something else.

In the society man is everywhere in chains. I think, everywhere there are a set of do’s and dont's. The social, martial and governmental laws bind man. Thus a man cannot be free in the society. These restrictions, restraints and limitations are the real obstacles in his path of life.

Man, if, tries to shed the artificial aspects of his life and try to live a life in harmony with nature, it will look more natural and genuine.

My Tag..

I have been TAGged on quite a few occasions. I preferred to escape. Now, after Lavanya‘s tag, I decided, I’d go by it without any further ado.
Writing tags are quite a task. Somehow, these days, there are standard questions, probably, relieving the stresses from the think tank. I’ll go by standards, the one I am good at (copying!!). Here it goes…

1. Pick out a scar you have and explain how you got it?

Had I got a scar near by eyebrows, I’d have been happier to be a Harry Potter, with a Hermoine, by my side. But things didn’t go that way. Twas a hot sunny day in the year 1994, when I was self satisfied to have learnt cycling. But my maneuvering capability was nil. I’d jus learnt to drive straight. To my goodness, that JEEP had good, probably, well-oiled disc brakes attached to it. Yes. I encountered a Jeep forcing onto me with maximum acceleration possible. I, “intelligently”, jumped from my cycle, with a notion of avoiding head-on collision. But, the climax was – I was just a foot away from those MRF tyres of that Jeep, lying flat. That was my first scar. It is still on my right leg, making me cherish that fruitful event.

2. How does your phone look like?

The famous NOKIA 1100 does not look any different. But, I love it.

3. What are on the walls of your bedroom?

Bedroom?? I stay in a hostel, where that 10 feet by 10 feet allotted for me is my bedroom is study room is my play room is my everything. It’s walls are mostly white, with a few places stuck with pics (that are not too good looking).

4. What time were you born?

8:52 AM, if I remember right.

5. Last person who made you cry.

A Difficult question. When I delve deep into my mind, I found out that it was I who made me cry.

6. What’s your favorite perfume?

Perfumes – I hate them. I m fresh by nature (lol!)

7. What are you listening to?

Corrs…

8. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?

I am fond of south Indian food. So, probably, HOT & SOFT IDLIS would do.

9. Do you get scared in the dark?

I used to, when I was young. Now, I avoid going in the dark. If at all, I get to go, I normally forget to scare.

10. Who was the last person who made you mad?

Thank god, this has not happened to me yet. I am quiet stable right now.

11. What do you look for, in the opposite sex?

Too personal to disclose!!! Ha ha. Here is where I do not go by standards. Ok. As of now, to swim on the safer side of the river, Lemme tell you, that I look for their “Looks”.
But……………….

I prefer to end my tag here. No more revelations.

I wanted to tag so many. OK. Let me be within limits.
No tags for Lavanya. She was the one who tagged me.
I, hereby, tag:
1. Ashu
2. Ankit
3. Keshi
4. Kaylee
5. Annie