Me Beating Back The Nihilistic Thoughts With A Stick Every Time I Feel The Slightest Bit Of Happiness

Me beating back the nihilistic thoughts with a stick every time I feel the slightest bit of happiness

The fact that I got to witness five hundred years' worth of oppression, humiliation, struggle and agony come to an end in a blaze of glory will never cease to awe me. The people who had sacrificed their lives for the mandir can finally rest in peace now.

Jai Shree Ram! 🪔🪔🪔

I still cannot believe that I got to witness such an important historical event and it makes me proud to do so. Jai Shree Ram!

The wait is over...

Shree Ram is coming home...

500 years of oppression, suppression, struggle, agitation, tears, mourning, resilience, and most importantly, hope and faith.

I've only seen about 35 years of it, but I've seen enough to know how important this day is for us Hindus. Here's why my mutuals are seeing this on their dash.

Today, Shree Ram, who's the 7th Avatar of our God Vishnu, will finally return to his birthplace in the ancient city of Ayodhya--the place where the original temple dedicated to him had stood for millennia. That temple had been demolished and desecrated on command of an Islamic invader called Babar in 1528, and a mosque was built atop its ruins. Hence the 500 year struggle to reclaim it, which reached a critical point when the mosque was finally demolished in 1992.

The process to reclaim this sacred place and rebuild the temple was no walk in the park. The issue went up to the Supreme Court of India, the highest court in the country, and finally, after the favourable verdict, the construction of the temple started in May 2020.

Today, Shree Ram Chandra, the righteous, just and kind king who ruled Ayodhya thousands of years ago, returns home. It's not just an event of religious importance, it's a day of civilizational and cultural importance.

We're reclaiming our heritage.

Jai Shree Ram!

Happy Dwitiya Diwali!

I can't express how much I love this poem. I love how you've given the speaker a gentle yet despairing tone of voice and the constant reference to the coelacanth as 'little fish' gives it a bittersweet vibe that I can't get enough of

coelacanth

What have you seen, little fish?

Did the world end for you, And begin in the morning, anew? Has the world changed for you, Through your different, ancient view?

Where have you been, little fish?

The darkest waves and sun that glows? Around the world and deep below? Has the world changed for you, In an endless, violent slew?

What have you heard, little fish?

The rumbling beasts and roaring Earth, The rise of man and our own birth? Has the world changed for you, By our hands and ruling few?

What do you fear, little fish?

That you couldn't fight? That you cannot change? That you didn't know?

... That we could've stopped?

I'm going through my blog posts and I'm honestly regretting not making a separate side blog for my Dostoyevsky-related posts

In theory, I'm dark academia. In practice, I'm chaotic academia