Its been long time since i wrote. Its also been long time since i felt like writing. Its been even a longer time that i had something to write about. And even longer for some of the things that have happened to me lately. Another thing that has happened after long is that i have felt certain things!

There are the good emotions that i have felt lately. But somehow I have always believed that i have got over anger, hate and jealousy. I mean there was nothing in this world, i felt, that could make me feel this significantly. But then something happened. I came across someone who resembles Wesley Mouch of Atlas Shrugged OR Ellsworth Toohey of The Fountainhead. At the beginning i had no real interest in him, so i was hardly concerned.

However by a flurry of events it became impossible for me to ignore him. And so i started finding out about him. I put together bits and pieces of information to create a character impression in my head. The final portrait wasn’t perhaps exact copy but still enough to pass as a close representation of the man’s character. And this started bugging me. Even though we are not connected, yet the simple fact that someone can behave like this feels uneasy. Sometimes just the mere existence of such a person makes me feel that there’s something wrong with the world.

To give you an overview he is the one who expects without merit. He is the one who assumes that your guilt is his right. He is the one who thinks that to bind a person is the only way to make a person your own. He believes that his own need is greater than someone’s freedom. He believes that his own problems entitle him to be sympathy and help from the world. And he believes that thus his own incompetency in handling his affairs is reason enough to go murder someone.

Its somewhat similar to Atlas Shrugged where they ask to the protagonist to work harder and even harder, sacrificing everything for one reason. The reason: the world, the society is incompetent that it cannot do anything for itself. And his intelligence and ability make him responsible to work for the world. It makes me almost feel like choked with disgust.

Its a vicious circle. The more you work harder, the more the society depends on you. The more it counts on your ability and the less it works. To fill in the gap you work even harder and the more society trusts in you. Where does this end? In death! What can someone do now? There’s nothing left to do. How long can society ( or a person ) feed off someone else. Only until they die! And what purpose did this serve? None. The person who was fed will starve and the person who was feeding is already dead.

I remember a saying: Feed a man for a day and you make him dependent on you. But teach a man hunting and you have fed him for a lifetime.
To add to this: And if he doesn’t want to learn hunting for the mere sake that he believes you will feed him forever, leave him and let him starve! Because that is what he deserved! And not literally but metaphorically that is what HE deserves!