COMMENTARIES ON KANT: THE CRITIQUE OF PURE REASON (2/N)

 

2. The Human Intellect, even in an Unphilosophical State, is in Possession of Certain Cognitions “à priori”.

Kant's whole assertion in this part can be summarized by his own statement, "But, for the present, we may content ourselves with having established the fact, that we do possess and exercise a faculty of pure à priori cognition; and, secondly, with having pointed out the proper tests of such cognition, namely, universality and necessity."

Let me expand on that. We will first understand his assertion in this and then raise our comments on it. So, Last time, he ended on a note that There exists a priori knowledge, different from empirical knowledge needs to be examined. 

Here, He has started to philosophize. He Assumes, as last time he did before philosophizing, that there exists a pure cognition which differs from an empirical cognition.

He says that although experience gives knowledge about existence of objects as such, but it need not mean that they cannot exist without our knowledge about it. 

Like, if there is a tree in a forest which no one saw, Kant says, it exists, nevertheless. That is, existence does not require a knower to know it. It does and it will, 

Now, he differentiates between Pure and Empirical cognition.

Here, he is talking about the brain. He says, there are some thinking processes in the brain, only activated by experiences. But this does not mean that Without experiences, The Brain with not have any thinking process or cognition going on. This, he calls, Pure cognition. 

So, In Kantian Universe, unlike Empiricists of England, Objects exist necessarily without needing an observation. Brains have pure cognition without needing an empirical angle. So, to reduce it, Kant wishes to separate the process of cognition and experiencing from Existence of objective universe as such. 

Now, once we have established that there are two kinds of cognition, Pure and empirical, now Kant goes on to explain the characteristics of Empirical cognition. 

There are two characteristics that Kant mentions of Empirical cognition, viz. 

1. Empirical or priori cognition or proposition for that matter, has in its conception, the idea of necessity. Now, what it could mean is, suppose you saw a black sheep. Now, if someone gives a proposition based on this experience, "This sheep is black!". This will mean two things. One, that, the observer might not know about other goats, but this Sheep is Black necessarily. Second, at least one Sheep in the universe is necessarily black, the observer may not know about others. This is the idea of necessity. That, the experience can only necessitate a particularity with a disclaimer that this can be typical of this case but can also occur otherwise in other cases. 

2. Assumed and comparative universality: Here, the second one means, that only claims to universality based on this particular experience can be an inductive one. That means, if we say this in our sheep example, we say, "All sheep are black, so far as the experience of the observer." Here, this is comparative universality as opposed to Absolute universality, which would have been, "All Sheep is black". 

As opposed to Empirical cognition, or in simple terms, experience-based knowledge, there exists, Kant says, a priori cognition, or pure cognition. Kant writes, "Necessity and strict universality, therefore, are infallible tests for distinguishing pure from empirical knowledge,"

If we say, without any direct experience, a statement like, "All bodies are heavy!". This comes from a point, where necessity and absolute universality has been claimed, this statement might be wrong. But this statement is coming from Pure cognition is what Kant means. 

Example of a pure cognition proposition: "Every change must have a cause". 

you can see, necessity working. "Must" and Universality, in "Every". 

necessity here will also imply, as a corollary, the negative, which is, any change will vanish, or will not exist, which does not have a cause. This is the essence of Necessity. Here, he agrees with Hume, the English empiricist. 

Now, another Assertion of Kant, "Besides, without seeking for such examples of principles existing à priori in cognition, we might easily show that such principles are the indispensable basis of the possibility of experience itself and consequently prove their existence à priori."

Kant's argument is, there must exist some rules in our brains or mind, through which experience renders itself possible. What he means is that these principles., like Necessity and Universality and may be some others, form the background of an observer's mind and then all empirical knowledge that is experience based knowledge begins. That is, a priori some knowledge must exist. 

Kant's last point here is, not only in judgements, however, but even in conceptions, is an à priori origin manifest. What he means is that even if we take away all the experience-based knowledge from the observer about an object, this will not annihilate the object in thought. What exists exists regardless of our experience-based cognition of it. That is, Material reality does not depend upon our cognition of it, which indirectly mean, that the idea of an object exists in our head a priori. The object in material reality exists a priori. Just the cognition of it by us makes it empirical evidence of its existence. 

In simple hindi, "Jungle mein Mor naacha, kisne dekha?" Kisi ne dekha ho ya na ho, Aapke dimaag mein naachte more ki chhabvi toh aa gayi, aur Kisi ne nahi dekha iska matlab ye nahi ki Naacha bhi nahi. 

This is what Kant means by "The Human Intellect, even in an Unphilosophical State, is in Possession of Certain Cognitions “à priori” and Objects do not annihilate in thought if empirical conceptions are taken out of it."

Here, his attack on English Empiricism is clear. David Hume, etc. This ends chapter 2 of introduction of the book, The critique of Pure reason. 

JOURNAL DAY 1: 29TH NOVEMBER 2024

ARE YOU GOING TO HAVE FEW BAD DAYS OR YOU ARE GOING TO LET THESE FEW BAD DAYS DOMINATE YOUR PREPARATION?

Actually, I have just finished all of my work and really wanted to journal this thought that is going on in my head. 

Today I finished all my targets. Our US program for prelims has started. Today was the student's interaction session. Students who qualified 2024 prelims came to talk to us live on online mode. 

I think whatever I did today is not that important. Same old same old. Finished targets and went to gym. Yes, today was special, since I completed almost all of my chores. 

As promised, This is the screenshot of what I did today. 

So, Today I almost completed all my work. Went to gym, did shoulders today, Great fun. 

Now, some matters close to my heart. Prelims session yes. You know, one thing stuck with me. There was this guy and this girl. 

This guy named Avinash, who failed 2 prelims back to back. He was a perfectionist. He wanted to devour any piece of knowledge he saw. Any compilation, anything. He could not do it. 

Till December last year, he was depressed. Then he followed US plan religiously and cleared prelims with a margin of 40 marks. 40 Marks, can you believe it? 

I mean, I also followed that plan. But of course, I was too smart with it. I tried to overdo. I tried to make by side plans. I procrastinated. See, on the other hand, this guy, just unthinkingly, just followed. 

That too, he said, he did not. He just, in the last 50 days, started following religiously without backlogs. 

He said, he was the guy, who in one of the live sessions, asked Satyam sir, our mentor, is it possible to clear prelims in 50 days of preparation? Satyam sir said yes, but the condition is you have to our heart and soul to it. Whatever I say should be done without a word. 

You know I was thinking how we judge these people who ask these questions, "how to clear prelims in 50 days?" I used to mock these people. This was a tight slap on my face. This guy showed me a mirror. 

Ki Dekh bhadwe, aise hota hai. 

You know, I act over smart. I should not. I don't know shit. But now, this ends. From now till I am in the preparation cycle, Satyam's sir's words will be like gospel to me. Ab bore ho jaayein, ya padhte padhte mar jaayein. Ek din ka target ek din mein khatm hoga. Aur Dekhte hain, Jo padhenge, chhaap lenge maatha pe. Rok le jiska gaand mein dam hai. 

Second, I heard this girl Niyati. I guess, talking, And I heard and heard. This girl, I mean, she scored 47 in Prelims last to last year. And this year. She scored 140 marks. Can you believe it? 140, same guidance same everything. She also felt depressed. She also felt down. But, the difference between these people and me is perhaps, since I always focus on nuanced things and deeper meanings, I lose simple motivations, simple stuff that makes human's phenomenological surroundings. 

But, now, this stops. Not the thinking. That is my life work. But, From now, I will derive my focus, my discipline and my manifestations to this goal of mine. I will clear Prelims 2025. I will clear mains 2025. I will clear UPSC CSE 2025 and My name will be there in the Final List. When I will search my roll number, There will be written , "One result found". Let's make it happen. 

I can and hence I will do it. Period. 

Chalte hain. Kal ka intezaar hai...

COMMENTARIES ON KANT: THE CRITIQUE OF PURE REASON (1/n)

 INTRODUCTION

1. OF THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN PURE AND EMPIRICAL KNOWLEDGE

            In our attempt to understand Kant's works, or for that matter, any Philosopher's work, it is Step one to get into our head, what does he stand for? Or what is that which he presumes as self-evidently true. For example, here, in the beginning, he writes, "That all our knowledge begins with experience there can be no doubt." This is his assumption. The second step to do philosophy is not to get convinced of the assumption that the thinker is making but to keep it in your head as just an assumption or a statement without judgement and keep reading and see what He does with that statement. 

Now, we see, Kant assumes that all our knowledge is Experiential. Here, the most important word where he wants to stress is not Knowledge or experience, but the word, "Our". 

Whatever we know derives from experience. It should not necessarily mean that All knowledge that can be possible in the world/universe is experiential only. This is a reasonable deduction from the assumption. But here is my question to that, "But Kant, to ask this question, should not we ask first, is there knowledge without the knower?". 

The Knower finds knowledge as knowledge. May be before that, He remains experienced. And then cognition processes work and he became a knower of some knowledge. I think it will be accurate to say that Knower and the Knowledge are born together post-experience only. 

But Kant here posits a question, "It is, therefore, a question which requires close investigation, and not to be answered at first sight, whether there exists a knowledge altogether independent of experience, and even of all sensuous impressions?"

He is right. This needs investigation. But, again, if all we can do is experience and if there is some knowledge which is independent of experience, will not its detection by the knower automatically make it an empirical knowledge (or experienced knowledge). 

Currently, Kant is building up his premise. Where he is concerned with some Knowledge (which he calls "Pure a priori Knowledge", which he asks, can it exist? He distinguishes it from the Posteriori knowledge (which is empirical one) and Impure A priori knowledge (which is sort of a knowledge which is a generalized wisdom derived from some remote experience, for example: Fire will burn this chair, this might not need for me to actually burn it, I might know it beforehand but that is exactly because I have burnt wood in some form or have seen it burning, so it is experience based but on  a remote experience). 

Finally, I liked this statement here, "By the term “knowledge à priori,” therefore, we shall in the sequel understand, not such as is independent of this or that kind of experience, but such as is absolutely so of all experience." This is in fact, the crux of his assertion here. 

To search for Knowledge a priori, is to search of some knowledge which is independent of all possible forms of experience. This concludes the first part of introduction, "Of the difference between Pure and Empirical Knowledge. 

JOURNAL DAY 0: RESTART

ॐ कृष्णाय वासुदेवाय हरये परमात्मने ॥ प्रणतः क्लेशनाशाय गोविंदाय नमो नमः ॥

Yeah, so, a pretty unproductive day, a lot of junk eating happened, and the only good thing happened was that I went to gym, and I attended my online class. 

Sorry, I went straight to it. Let's begin. 

So, it began with a bad dream when I woke up in the morning, after which I was again feeling anxious. I don't remember the dream, but it was sort of weird. I remember my grandfather in there, putting a crown of thorns on my head, and going to put me on a cross when I am just crying that I am son of God. Blood coming out of my forehead and everyone around me was there to punish me. It was sort of like a recreation of Jesus on the crucifix, only with people who I know. Religious people, people who I always had disagreements with. 

What to make of this dream? I do not know. I mean, it tempts me to think something self-validating but, you know when you wake up with your heart racing fast and you barely catching your breath, you sort of do not want to think about it. 

Then, I caught myself, I meditated. Almost 45 minutes this time. My rule is whenever I do not feel ok, I will keep on my eyes closed and my focus towards my breath. It is sort of, "Bechain reh ke mujhe duniya dekhni hi nahi hai, Jiyenge toh sukoon se!" 

Of course, meditation worked, it always does. Which leads me always to people who always say they cannot meditate. And I think, dude! It's because you are trying man! 

You know, it is very difficult to teach someone western educated what is it like to not try something and still get it done. That is why I understand most of my friends when they cannot understand religion or spirituality or meditation for that matter. You know, I think, "You are not dumb enough to get this!" 

Spirituality does not require absolutely genius reasoning skills. Spirituality, I don't know. May be it requires switching off of your mind the moment someone is telling you about it. You actually never understand spirituality. You just sort of agree with it at an empirical level. It is somewhat like, "Oh! yeah! damn man! yeah! this happened!". 

That is also the reason why I do not preach it. I do not wish to convert people. I do not wish to open a cult. I just wish to help myself. Because I know, it never works. A person, who is convinced of no God, cannot be unconvinced of it. Actually, what is he convinced of is human ability and human control. 

A western modern educated man is a symptom of its kind. A sort of disease with existence. You know, He is so convinced that he shapes his own reality and whatever is not in his control, he can actively try and get control of it, that he does not understand that the essence of life might not be in taking control of anything but may be, at some level, losing control, even of your own self. To surrender. To whom you do it does not matter. Surrender is the state of ease with existence. 

And you cannot teach someone to be at ease. You can only tell a man to be alert all the time. All civilizations, all culture, all religion, what did they make man? An alert dog.  Alert to your desires. Alert to your needs. Fight for your needs. And till the point this conflict of "Being alert in order to live" will continue, Man will not be at ease with life to just may be lie down and listen quietly may be, his heartbeat, focus a little bit on his breath. Not to attain anything, just try to just exist. Try to just feel, how "Being alive feels like". 

I have seen myself miserable. I am no longer that person. No external circumstance bothers me this much. Just some sub-conscious dreams that keep coming recurringly. Like this one that I saw today. You know when I see alert people, fighting, raising their voice, even defending something that they will not even care on a good day, I remember my old self. I feel, "Kisi din, isko bhi bata do bhagwaan, Ki apna naash na kare! Khud ko bachaye barbaad hone se!" Because, simple rule, you cannot save a man who does not wish to be saved. 

I believe if I attained spiritual enlightenment one day, I will just live and just die without telling anyone. Modern man, I don't know, I don't think he will ever be less egoistic enough to accept me as guru. 

Khair, coming to my day, yes! so, after meditation, daily ritual, coffee, then class. After class, I sat down to revise whatever happened in the class. After that, I felt like cooking something. I cooked pasta for myself. 

Then, I ate it, slept. Woke up, took bath. Had lunch and went to gym. 

Gym was of course very good as always. You know, Lifting keeps me so much alive. You know, the allegory of Sisyphus is so apt with some moderation. Like, in the story, I would have liked if it was Hanuman ji, doing chest press with Rishyamukh parvat rather that Sisyphus lifting the boulder. Also, the story should not have been a curse. Like, I like the part where hanuman ji goes to this parvat to bring it. I think it is also an existential allegory. Only that Hanuman ji is so much more sorted and already happy. He is also clueless about what to take and what not. But he is so capable that he can just take everything with him. So, Hanuman One, Sisyphus Zero. You know, I like to hate these Western cursed children of Philosophy, be it Camus, Sartre or anyone. What is their genuine contribution to the world? To describe what a hellhole this place is? Bas? You wannabe intellectual cunts. 

That's why I like East and its Philosophy. A laughing Buddha. A smiling Ram And a joyous Hanuman. I always have this problem with Western Philosophers. You can so intelligent, and you cannot figure out how to be happy. May be then you should commit fucking suicide Albert Camus, you absurdist cunt. 

Moving on, yeah so I came back with Biryani in my bag. I ate Biryani for my dinner. With 2 boiled eggs. Yeah, so today, I just fucked with my meals. 

So, coming to matters at hand, 

I am thinking of starting again the journaling and counting it since day 1. The reason, I am starting my prelims preparation. Of course, I have my mentors of Understand UPSC Guide me. But also, I am going my Mains consolidation so, I will give 6 hours daily to that. Rest 6 hours for prelims. 

I will keep here my updates, Emotional wellbeing, as well as My mental sanity checks here. 

I have planned stuff. From tomorrow, I have also pledged (again), to stop eating junk. Then only, Can I benefit from working out. Now, till the point I do not give prelims, I will not eat anything of outside. 

Also, working out 6 days a week 2 hours per day is a must. Studying 12 hours a day is a must. Tomorrow onwards I will also put photos of my Timer app YPT. 

And also, may be something that motivated me today, something spiritual, something that made me flow, something that made me dance, something that made me chuckle. 

I also had something else in mind. You know what is the difference between normal Philosophy and a spiritual doctrine? A spiritual doctrine stops your thought, makes you thoughtless for a bit, while Philosophical doctrine makes you think, develop a thought. 

At this point, I do not think I am at all interested in thinking. All I am interested in is somehow, I stop my mind from thinking. To rest in a bliss that is life. I think this is good point to end. 

Hari om tat-sat! 

WORRY TREE

 

This will be a short and concise and may be a little practical write up to help people out of their worries. 

Most of the people that I have met in my life do not treat their own life problems rationally. They panic. They get anxiety attacks. They keep on worrying on their problems and do nothing about it. 

The problem with those people might be an instinctual response to fear that animals are trained. We, human, since we have animal instincts, inherit those qualities, such as freeze, flight, fright response. 

For those people, this worry tree might be a lot helpful. It begins with Noticing your worry. Notice it. Pen it down in clear words. I have done it numerous times. Now ask yourself and write down putting an arrow below your worry, whether it is an artificial worry (That is, something that you made up in your head, for example: someone told you ugly, so now you are worrying you are ugly, or someone looked at you and smirked, so you are now worrying their judgement, or maybe you are fearing failing an exam before it actually happened, etc.) or a real one (Like, you are getting fat and you are worried that you do not work out, You worry that you worry a lot and you cannot stop, you are not studying for the exam but writing a blog about how not to worry, etc.) 

Now, if it is a hypothetical problem, it will have a hypothetical solution. That is, ignore the fucking worry. Some people might say that they just cannot. So, for them, I would say, lie on the bed, start taking deep breaths and for five minutes focus only on your breath. Do this exercise as many times as you worry. This way, at least your body will not lose breath, and your body will be in good spirits while you let your mind fuck you. 

If the worry is about something you can start doing about something, then you start with planning. Plan your actions. Do it leniently, know your nature but also out of your comfort zone. This is now an optimization problem. 

Now, if the plan starts now, quit procrastination and work. If it is for later, quit worrying. Have faith that you have planned it. And you will execute it. And a disclaimer, it is a tree for someone who really wishes to grow out of their worries. Not for someone, who wishes that a magic wand will make everything right for them. 

That's all. Hope it helps some. 

THERAPEUTIC THEORY

In Sociology and in general Theory, we have two types of theories, namely, Functional theory which describes the functional roles of institutions and systems in society whereas Second is Critical theory which critiques the systems and their role. 

I Present a third theoretical paradigm to you. I call it, Therapeutic Paradigm or Therapeutic Theory. This is that way of looking things which neither wishes to preserve the system in anyway, nor it wishes to critique it to change it. The primary assumption is that any system, however efficient, cannot satisfy human needs because of the sheer individuality of man. So, It just wishes to give peace to human beings who feel alienated and oppressed in oppressed systems. 

It is for their cope. Of course, the ideal way is to change things. But till then, Cope with Therapeutic theory. 

Its beginning works are done by Thinkers like Osho, J Krishnamurti etc. They are mostly spiritual thinkers who believe, however strong the material conditions are, however totalitarian, there are ways of freedom inside your head. Inside your mind, there are ways to outgrow it. And only a man, outgrown out of his material circumstances, can cope with and eventually change the system. 

In days to come, I will develop it through writings of Osho. 

His various commentaries on Spiritual texts will help us develop this theory. The only outcome of this exercise is to make a man free inside his head of his social and material conditioning due to which his conceptions of pleasure and pain derive from. 

Like, Lao tzu, the Chinese Philosopher puts it, the identification of good creates the evil. And so, the identification of pleasure creates the pain. We need to change the man, if the system needs to be changed. 

In this world, there have been two kinds of thinkers, one who wishes to change the subject of the system that is, man, and others, who wish to change the system of the subject, that is, socio-economic fabric. 

My concern is, maybe we need a healthy combination of the two. Both the system and the man need a overhaul. Imaginary perceptions of pain need to be dealt alike, and real perceptions alike. Not all problems deserve a systemic overhaul, and not all problems deserve a manual override. 

If you see Modern democracy, The Centre is rights. Give them rights. Let them decide what is better for them. If you see, traditional spirituality, it is teaching the man, giving him duties, Change the man basically. But, I need as a social thinker, we need to change systems and also as spiritual thinkers, if we see mental health as a social category, we need to change the man. We need both. 

For this, we indulge ourselves to this exercise. To change the way man views reality is what spirituality always attempted. I know this is the most anti-Marxist one can go. and there is no substitute of Actually changing the world, as Marx identifies. But I think, the extent to which Capitalism has captured our minds, we need to change minds as well. We need spiritual doctrines for that. For this, we need to indulge in Marx also, to know, how capital plays with our minds. 

This will create a robust, theoretical framework for more critical theory and then changes will follow. As Marx would put it, Philosophers have interpreted the world, now is the time to change it, I say, this is the time to re-interpret the man, before attempting to changing it. 

SELF-DEPRIVATION

In an Aesop's tale, there was a wolf who caught a calf. The wolf said to the Calf, "Yesterday, you were the one who abused me!". The calf said, "No, yesterday, since I was not well, I did not even get out of my house!". " No", said the Wolf, "You were the one who hit me!". No, said the Calf, said, cannot you see? I do not have fully developed arms or horns. "Then It must be your brother". The calf said," I am the only offspring of my parents". 

Finally, the wolf said, "you know what, Since I think it was you who gave me this thought of being hit by you and abused by you, you must become my food now". And the wolf ate the Calf. 

Now, let's see what do we learn by this? 

Most people think Modern man has reason. He is a rational animal. But I do not think so. I think Modern man is a rationalizing animal like this wolf, who can go to any extent of foul reasoning to justify his biases. He wants to eat the calf, but he has to justify in his head why he is right in his decision. This is the predicament of the modern human civilization. 

From a student, who does not want to study, to a capitalist who deny climate change, you can see a whole bunch of human rationalization, humans are in a habit to not confront reality as it is, and dwell in some justifications that makes them think that they deserve to be where they are, their desires are justified, their behavior is justified or so. 

Let's see what I mean. 

In India, people refuse to pursue meditation and spiritual journey within because they enlist some reasons which are more or less towards the direction that People who have achieved that are more superior to them, they make them Gods, Buddha is a God, Mahaveer is a god, Krishna is a god, But they think they cannot be Gods or for that matter spiritually inclined or spiritually enlightened. They are not ready to confront the reality that they enjoy their desires. They enjoy the same things that torture them. They enjoy feeling humiliated. They enjoy feeling ashamed. Anything that could stop you from sitting quietly with yourself and your thoughts. 

Also, Inside the head of each Indian, are different God complexes that he has created. He thinks in one aspect or another, he is superior to other. An average Indian grows listening to stories of so many great men, Be it Krishna, to more recent like Gandhi, that he is already insecure before he turns 18. An average Indian feels a need to justify in his head how he is better than others, in order to live a peaceful life. 

But, he needs to ask, is this peace real? No, it is like sleeping on a pile of Gunpowder with a cigarette in your mouth. You are just a slip away from insanity. Insanity has replaced Insaniyat. An average man is a mad man. 

Only a mad man can bear reality to its full extent today. 

The truth is, No buddha was more superior to anyone living today. No, Mahaveer, No krishna was a god. They were ordinary people, if anything, who had courage and honesty to follow what they followed. 

Come to studies. You do no have enough honesty and courage to open your book and sit down patiently and study and you are constantly justifying why you deserve to procrastinate? Again, a rationalization and not reasoning. 

 

Listen to what Mr. Donald Trump says about Climate change. Just because you close your eyes of reason because all you are seeing is your shares, your revenues, and your business, does not mean nature will not destroy itself with all the discharge of human activities that is happening. 

I have only one advice to anyone who reads this. 

"Rationalization is a lie!" 

It is not rational to rationalize your desires. Wake up! Grow some balls and do what you always wanted to do or you need to do. Do not lie to yourself. Do not tell yourself stories to remain what you are. 

That is what Separates Communism from Fascism. Fascism is a story told by the regime to resist a change in economic structure. 

Communism is a story told not by the regime but by the people to bring change in the economic structure. 

Fascism was an attempt to save capitalism. Communism was to change it for the better. 

Be a communist! do not lie to yourself. Do not justify. You know what I am talking about. You know when your mind tries to fool you. Do not get fooled by your mind. Do not deprive yourself of the potential that you could become. 

And same to probably Mr. Donald trump. 

THANK YOU!

Journalling will be continued and so will Foucault reading. But I just wanted to share something very personal with you. 

You know, Once upon a time, there was a kid who came to a small town in Patratu, leaving his parents behind because their parents were struggling with their own lives and relationships, to a Bijli Board given D-type quarter (House), of two of his Grandparents, Dadaji and Dadima.

For a whole year, he was confused where he has come since, he did not know Hindi, only English and Tamil, may be a little Kannada. 

He entered a school which was super-Hindi school. For a lot of time, He was a confused kid who did not understand what is going on. 

It took at least one year for him to learn basic Hindi to be able to comprehend what was going on?

Of course, he was never a brilliant student. Forget brilliant, He was not even mediocre when he used to study in LKG in Bangalore. 

Now, cut to, when I see me, this little kid, who has no idea whatsoever, to me, memorized most of Urdu poetry, Western Philosophy, Psychoanalysis, Masters level Physics, Political science and a decent speaker of at least 5 languages (Hindi, Urdu, English, Bhojpuri, Magahi), I just want to know one thing.

Who should I thank for this? For this whole thing? My grandfather? My First teacher Tiwari acharyaji (Rajendra Tiwari who is no more in this world), My Friends? Who should I thank?

I thank God. Mera ishwar. To make me what I am. I could have been dumber. I could have been insensitive. I could have been dishonest. I could have been a lot of things. But he chose to made me this self-aware. 

Most of all, he gave me himself. Mere ishwar ne mujhe khud mera ishwar diya. Mai kyun na sab kuch usko saunp dun?

You know, since childhood, one feeling which is so close to me is that things get figured out. I do not know how. But they do. 

I got this yesterday. When My friends brought for me a birthday cake, First of all, When I first came to my school SSVM, I was so awkward and insecure kid. I did not have any friends in my Bangalore school. I was a weird kid who used to eat alone and sometimes forced to eat with children who really did not want to eat with me. 

From there to here, I have got two friends. Two friends for life. Do you think I have the capability to make friends? Do you think I have the capability to do anything? No of course not. 

करते हो तुम कन्हैया, मेरा नाम हो रहा है

When I saw first in SSVM. I thought if two people became my friends, I will be happy. Those two, at that time, were Rishav Pandey (He was a fair looking guy and I used to think A fairer guy would be a good friend as a child, you know why?) and a girl who used to top the class at that time, Muskaan raj (I used to think even as a kid that intelligent people are better friends, in my defense, I was 5 years old). 

Cut to here, I see, in front of my gate of my house, two guys standing for me, to take me, to shove in my mouth a cake that they ordered. Do you think I deserve this? Do you think I have any qualities to receive this much love for people so great? Nope, Not at all. And that's why there is a god for me.

जितना दिया सरकार ने मुझको, उतनी मेरी औकात नहीं, 

ये है कृपा मेरे दाता की, मुझ में कोई ऐसी बात नहीं 

How do I thank God? How do I thank these people? To quote Amrita pritam, "Mai itne pyar ka kya karun?" 

Of course, I am crying while writing this. It is given now. I write with both my fingers and my eyes. My eyes cry. and the drops fall on hands, and the drops make words appear, "Thank you". 

I was talking to my friends, About our first Quiz in Jamshedpur. Do you know, How much I used to score in English in my class at that time? I scored 50 marks in Half yearly I remember. I did not know shit about Grammer. 

There were people so much more knowledgeable and knowing than me. Even these two of my friends were well versed at that time in Tenses, etc. I did not know anything. I could not even translate even one sentence in English. 

But, I got selected. Did I feel Imposter syndrome? Let me tell you something. People who feel like Imposters are those who have other things (Family, Life) sorted alongside. In my case, I lived a life of an imposter. With no father and no mother in a city where I did not know the language, I never felt imposter because I was living by destiny. Wherever Life took me, I went. It was like, I was holding a finger of God, God took me from Bangalore to Patratu, and from there to Jamshedpur for this quiz. 

You know, I used to see people getting prizes at that time. I used to think If I get to touch one trophy, or may be I will ask any one who has more than one, to keep it, it will look so good in my home. 

I even tried this. One of my seniors, when I was in class fourth, I asked him if he can give me his trophy, Of course, he did not. 

See, From there, where I had no confidence that I will ever win a trophy in life, to a closet full of trophies not even in School but also in College, This is all God doing. Isme se kuch bhi mera kiya hai hi nahi. 

I come to my home. I get cooked food. You know, People who live in normal households with mothers to cook them food, think that it is their right to get food from their mothers. At least, their sub-conscious is filled with it. 

But, ask me, For me, everyday's meal was a gift. When I be-friended Rishav, he was generous enough to give me roti and sabzi, cooked by his mother to me for almost 10 years, till we studied together. 

Do you think I ever thanked him for that? Do you think I will ever be able to? I will literally cry in front of him. A motherless child will get rotis from a mother? Can you believe it? That's why I am religious. 

I used to bring Parathas and achar. That was what my Grandma, old woman, could cook that early for me. Do you know, my heart sometimes feels so heavy with all the love that I have got that I feel that It will burst. 

Itna sab kuch aur kiske liye? Vibhat ke liye? Vibhat? Kya auqaat hai Vibhat ki? kuch nahi, Kuch bhi nahi. Gareeb Vibhat! Nirbal Vibhat. Aur Nirbal ke bal Ram. 

Mai ro dunga bhai Rishav ke saamne. Rishav itna practical aadmi hai, usko lagega, paagal hua Vibhat phir. 

Hum Pagal hi hain shayad. Lekin, in my bhajan sessions, When I cry, and I cry like heavy, sometimes, my aunty hears it, watches me, holds me tight because she cannot see me crying like this. She asked me like three days before, "Why do you cry like this?, is there a problem?" 

No, aunty there is no problem! I cry because I feel too full of happiness and overwhelm for life and existence. I feel too overwhelmed about God. 

The problem is this has occurred to me since I started listening to Osho. I meditate and I get these flashes from my childhood. Sometimes, I meditate for 2-3 hours straight. You know what happens to you when you do this? Your mind starts recalling everything it has in its sub-conscious. How do you think I know these things from my childhood. I also know things when I was 2-3 years old. And not in a blurringly way, Vividly, clearly. You know, yesterday, I told Abhishek about a song that he used to sing when he was a little kid and he asked, "But Why do you remember all this?" I had this in my mind, but I did not say to him, "If everything went well, I would even remember things that did not happen to me in this life but some other life". Do I believe in these things? No! But if things start to happen to you in your Dhyana, you will have to believe it. I get flashes in my dreams. I get flashes in my dhyana. My intuition has been deepened. My life has been changed. And all this, God wants, and God does. 

I have seen myself again, when I was a little kid. I cry because, I feel so much gratitude. 

How do I thank Osho? who gave me meditation? Who gave me Dhyana this deep? Who gave me adhyatma? I can only say Thank you. 

24TH NOVEMBER 2024: DAY 44 JOURNAL

 Hey, 

So, Today was a productive day as well. Although I woke up Late today. I woke up at 5 AM. I woke up anxious. I don't know why. Maybe I saw a bad dream or what, But I woke up super-anxious. This has happened to me earlier as well. Earlier, when this happened, I did not know what to do, I was panicking and I told my grandparents and they, being unaware of these situations panicked and started lecturing me on yoga and health benefits. 

But this time I was ready. I knew that accepting it is the only way. I could not stop it. Anxiety is dangerous because you lose control on yourself. You feel like you can no longer control your thoughts, and you start fearing random things. 

So, I meditated. I took a resolve that even if I had to sit for 1 hour straight, I would not open my eyes until I will feel better. I started Vipassana. And within 5 minutes, I was enjoying my breath again, I was again in thoughtless state, which is my usual state. Now, I was ready to start the day. 

Why I felt necessary to put it in words, is to make people aware that Mental health has become more stigma with false awareness. People have tabooed it more after being aware about it. There should be no taboo. Be clear about it. It is your mind and your brain. Take charge, Take agency. Agency is never lost when you do not give up on it. There are times when giving up is the best thing you can do but mostly you don't have to. Learn intelligently how to take charge of what you think and what you do not, and you are sorted. As Buddha would say, एस धम्मो सनंतनो 

Or this is the eternal law. Then, I made myself a coffee as always. Sat down to study. Since I had no class today. So, Took a resolve to complete things today. So, Started with Lecture 16 and 17 of Thermal Physics and finished it by 8 AM. 

Then, Started with Geomorphology. Completed it finally. Now, I have mains ready notes of this at least. 

Then I went to revise quantum mechanics. My YouTube streak is pending. I had to make active recall videos. I might start them from today. But, anyhow, I revised Quantum mechanics completely. 

Then, I felt like not studying so I fooled around a bit. Thought about things. Some interesting things which I do have here space and time here to develop, some time later.

Then, took my meals, sprouts, chickpea, dry fruits. Then Lunch. 

My scoop of protein. 

Then, favorite part of the day. "GYM"

Today was my favorite workout day also, Legs. We did it. Wonderful. 

We danced in between sets. had a lot of fun. Joked around about women and girls. I sort of taught my juniors, not to call their female classmates as randi or prostitute. 

What to do? you cannot get best of both worlds. This gym friends that I have, these are not intellectuals. These are not intelligent people. and with Intelligence comes a little sensibility of right and wrong. These are literally teenage idiots, adolescent testosorene producing guys who do not have a sensible world view. 

Hope, they turn out sensible over time. 

Rest, I came back from gym. In between, I saw some people celebrating since their Party has won elections here. I literally could not care less. Not that I do not have an interest in Politics. But this kind of politics, no chance. 

Then, I bought Swiss roll for myself for my birthday, and I ate it all. 😅I could not share it with family since it had eggs. 

But My uncle said they will order a cake tomorrow. Damn! I did not expect that. Thanks a lot to my uncle. 

In fact, now that my birthday is tomorrow, I am felt with gratitude. I really feel blessed to have everything I have and even blessed that I do not have somethings since the problems that come attached with those things, I am away from them. 

Thanks a lot lord, Bhagwan, for this life. I am blessed that I have it. With all sufferings and with all pleasures, I accept this gift of yours to me. Thanks God. 

Rest, I have planned a busy day for my birthday. I might even not meet my friends. I am currently in a very comfortable space right now. Mentally very healthy, emotionally fit, physically rocking. I would like to surround myself with people who increase that. So, May be a quiet working day with no meeting with friends will do.

Also, I have meals planned for tomorrow. My favorite dishes for tomorrow. Man! I love it. 

Rest, Adios! 

I will start working now. Bye

DAY 43: 23RD NOVEMBER 2024 JOURNAL

Hey,

Today was a highly productive day. 

And also, I had really good insights. So, I think It will be fun putting it in words. 

So, I woke up at 3 AM in the morning. I just woke up and I was not sleepy at all. I don't know why. I really felt very good about myself. That I am not lazy at all😅😅.

 Then I had my coffee. Also, I was scared. I don't know why but I am still afraid of ghosts. Of course, I am not stupid. There are no ghosts. I am more afraid of cruel humans who try to pretend in every movie that they are ghosts to do some robbery shit. 

I was confused what to do. Should I go to my study room and study. Should I stay in my bedroom and bring my laptop here to study. Then, I decided to finally land my ass to my study table and just study. 

Then, I finished my coffee. Began to study. Of course I meditated today. Started studying. Studied further Geomorphology for two hours. 

Then I had a physics optional class. I did a 3-hour class. But it ended in just one and half hour. Then I had to do some household chores which took my 1 hour. 

Then I came back. Ate my Meals, Dry fruits, Apples, And sprouts. 

Then Took a bathe. and studied again from 10 AM to 2 PM. 

Highly productive hours. Wrote 5 GS answers of Geography and Wrote 5 answers of Quantum mechanics. Made template answers. 

Then had my lunch. Took my protein. 

Then I re-started my studies. And I again started to complete geomorphology. 

Then I had gym. 

Gym of course, was fantastic. I have found a really nice company there. We laugh, we smile, and we joke around. Something that I used to do with my Friends Nitesh and Abhishek more often until we fell into this bullshit, so called "take care of each other "Friends"". You know I think Friendships should not need to define itself. It should be what it has been since childhood. No intellectual fuckery around it. 

Like today, we sort of danced together on weird songs, gave ourselves silly challenges, like if I can do 15 reps of this shoulder push, I will qualify IAS this year. I like these guys. They may be average in studies, but they are not insecure about their future. I guess this is a trait you find in chill guys. They are not hyper-intellectual, but they are saner. 

Then, this wonderful thing happened. My Gym Trainer Sachin asked me, "Vibhat ji, Kya kiya jaaye bhai? Hairline peeche jaa rhi hai! Kya kiya jaaye?" 

And I was doing a repetition of an intense workout, and just in a sub-conscious way, I just said, I mean, not said, It just came from me, "Accept kiya jaaye!" 

It was so funny. People laughed. I finished my workout. Realized what I had said. and I laughed. Sachin laughed. But later, he told me,"Bhai Vibhat, tum toh soch mein daal diya humko! Itna din se tension mein the, lekin ab samajh aaya, kisi na kisi din toh hona hi hai taqla, accept kaer lenge toh paisa bachega!"

He actually thanked me. I felt sort of nothingness. I did not do anything. This simple piece of advice just came out of my mouth almost un-consciously, like it was my habitual statement. 

All the way when I was returning to my home from gym, was I thinking that why and how did I say that? Then I realized. These are not words of my own. These are words of my master, Osho. Like I have Sachin in my gym to take care of my physical fitness, I also have a trainer of my mental fitness, Mere bhagwaan! Mere trainer Rajneesh Osho. My man has trained me so hard that it is in my deepest of sub-conscious. I do not even realize this but I remain untouched of stresses of life and insecurities just because I am devoted myself to this great man, Bhagwaan Osho. Aur kisi ke liye hoga wo sex guru, Mere liye wo bhagwaan hai. Mere Osho! 

Mere Bhagwaan! Itna bada bana diya mujhe? Itna secure? Itna happy? Itna anandmagan? Itne ki toh kabhi ummeed bhi nahi ki thi bhagwaan? Itna kuch de diya bhagwaan? 

Mai tumse kya maangu? Aur bhagwaan mai dun kya tumko? Mujhe wo de diya jo bahut paise kharch karne ke baad bhi logon ko nahi Milta. Dhanyawaad Bhagwan! Bahut Dhanyawaad! 

अब कोई खुदा खुदा नहीं, कोई सनम सनम नहीं,

जब से गुरु का दर मिला, दिल में कोई भी गम नहीं!


Then, I came back from Gym. Helped my Aunty with some investment related and finance related stuff. It took all my time after gym. But not to worry, tomorrow we have no class! Yeahhh!!!!! So happy, 3-hour spare!!!

We will finish backlogs of today, tomorrow! Kaisa din aa gaya hai! Chutti bhi milta hai toh khush hota hun, ki backlog pura karunga 😂

lekin thik hai bhai, Productivity ke alawa duniya hai kya? Shunya! 

OK Bye, Had a really nice day today! Thank you, God, for this day! 

Adios! 

22ND NOVEMBER 2024: DAY 42 JOURNAL

 Hey,

So, today was not that productive day. I just did today's class. Where we completed Quantum Mechanics. 

Lecture 1 to 18 in total. 

Then, Migraines turned up and I did not feel like anything. But then I pulled through it and started with Geomorphology. But in a while, the pain became overbearing. I slept for a while. 

I woke up at 12 PM. I did not feel like studying. I went to Kitchen and cooked Dal Tadka. Cooking makes me feel productive as well as refreshed. 

Then, I felt a little cold. So, Slept again. 

Did my meals on time and went to gym. 

In gym, obviously had a really nice time. I heard people talking about this area called Chhaaper and Binja where coal mining happens and how it is a Maoist inflicted area and individual coal mafia has captured the resources. 

I googled it and got to know more. One of the guys in the gym was the grandson of one of the old Mafias. It was a nice thing to know. If I got to be in power someday, these people need to be stopped by the government. 

Actually, anyone who tries to be more than a citizen in a democracy, for example, like a mafia, I believe, His human rights or citizen rights can be suspended till he becomes a citizen again. These people, including this guy's grandfather, need to be shot dead. That's how you democratize a Feudal area. 

This is an area where Right wing authoritarian people agree with me. I am a leftist but not a libertarian for Feudal lords. I am a Stalinist when it comes to demolish old superstructures. 

Anyways, then I came back from Gym. I ate my eggs and oats. Sat down to study. Did revise Quantum mechanics since I was feeling a little better. So, in total studied only for 6 hours including the class of 3 hours. 

From tomorrow, I will try to push through Migraine. Migraine is now like Morning breakfast to me. It should be ignored. Tab hi kaam kar paayenge. 

Adios! 

21ST NOVEMBER 2024: DAY 41 JOURNAL

 Hey, 

So, I woke up today at 5 AM. As usual it happens to me in winters, Migraine was on a rise. I had a bit of neck pain. But I pulled it through. Brushed, made coffee, Sat down to write and Plan stuff for myself. 

So, In Class, we had off, but a lot of backlogs I had in my Physics Optional. So, I started with Thermal Physics Lecture 9. Completed Lecture 9 and 10. Just when I was about to finish Lecture 10, My Aunty knocked at my door. I opened. She had a call for me. It was my uncle from Bangalore on a conference call with us and my grandmother and Grandfather who are currently in Bihar, at our paternal village. 

My uncle warned me to use whey protein and how most of the products in the market is fake and so on. Now, here is the catch. I am a very good liar. I have lied to everyone in my family about it. 

My father, first of all, does not know anything about it otherwise he would have told me not to take it. 

My grandma and my Aunty, who of course snitched it to my uncle, and thankfully not my grandfather, Know about it. But I have told them, I get it for free from My Gym. It actually costs 2100 and I buy it from this Blog's revenue. Thank God, My Blog started running. 😅

My Grandfather does not even know I go to gym and my uncle (From Bangalore, who has seen my statuses, know that I go to gym and now that I take Whey Protein). 

So, my uncle told me to not use whey protein. He told me instead to eat 6 egg whites daily. Now, here is the thing, Sherlock! Do I not have got the idea? I have! But, the overtly religious middle class Hindu family, will they understand my needs of eating egg whites on a fucking Tuesday? No, they will not. 

Hence, Sponsoring my Physical needs of protein through my writing habits. Period. I later, called my uncle back and told him all this and he understood. He is almost a reasonable man. Unlike my grandfather, who might be a reasonable man some 40 years back. 

So, overall, I will keep going to Gym for fucking 1 year straight, till I am here. And I will keep taking protein. This is will to power, an expression of my aspirations regarding my physique which I will commit to anyhow. 

You know what happens? I have seen. When I had started putting statuses, I remember people replying to me, "Waah, Bhai! Kitne din jayega?" Now, I see, number of people seeing my status decreasing from fucking 45 to 21 in 24 hours, after 1 month, when I was one month continuous.

Moral of the story: My consistency was too much for the fragile egos of many. Why do you think relatives start giving advice to you when you start doing something with commitment and results start to come out, they are jealous. Yes Bitches! Fucking bow down in front of the superior man! I repeat, fucking nobody is superior to me, if there is a hierarchy, I roar at the top. 

 Coming back to studies, Yeah, so, I continued after a break of half an hour interruption. 

Completed lecture 11, 12. I had to do till lecture 15. I was already exhausted. I took a break at 9. 

I ate my second meal, dry fruits, sat again for an hour and completed lecture 13. It was short. 

Now, prepared my 3rd meal, Sprouts salad and 2 apples. 

Again, started to study, completed Lecture 14 Till 1 PM. 

It was almost time for my lunch. Meal 4. 

I went to put rice in cooker, put in on Stove. Ate my lunch. Got back to study. 

But I felt sleepy. So, I fell sleep, took a nap, which got elongated for an hour. 

Woke up. Started studying, Lecture 15 took a lot of time, but I could not finish it till 3:55. 

Now, was the time to go to gym. 

I went to the gym. Started with Biceps. I train with this Kid, who is in his Drop year preparing for JEE. 

Nice kid, A little snobby idiot, which is ok, He is just a kid right now. One day life will fuck him up and then he will be humbler. 

We were doing it, many times, as he told me, I do not go till the failure. I was understanding what he meant. I thought he is saying till my failure, which I was going. But he meant, till the failure of the muscle. This led me to understand a very interesting concept which I will elaborate here. But, when it happened several times, and he got annoyed, I replied with what could have been the most brutal thing I could say to him, I should not have said that. I said, "You lack patience, Patience is very important, how will you qualify JEE when you lack patience". You know I noticed, I know exactly what and where will it hurt to people and what exactly to say. I am not very proud of it. He got defensive of course. I saw vulnerability, emotional weakness on his face. This led me to understand that, maybe I don't have muscles as shredded as him or my gym trainer, I can make them cry like a bitch by saying just one thing about their insecurities that I can sense just in few meetings with someone. I am not toxic. I am more, I am Poisonous. 

Now, what he said in his defense taught me an interesting thing, something he might be immature to realize. He said, "Patience rakhiyega toh Body nahi banega!". 

Now, I am not saying what he said is absolutely correct. On the contrary, it is utter bullshit. 

But, combine it with his earlier sentence, "Aap Failure tak train nahi karte hain!". And "Patience rakhiyega toh Body nahi banega!"

Saw something? Understood? Let me. 

So, Patience has no value until you reach your maximum potential. Lying down patiently on bed? Of course this will not fetch results. You have to get to it. Fight for it. Get in the flow. And then Patience is the tool for you. What I understood from him, which he could not, is that Patience is the tool for the strong, not for the weak. So, I will implement these from tomorrow both in gym and in studies. Go to your full potential, till the failure of not your present Mindspace, but till the failure of your potential. 

Like, you do not have to train till failure of yourself but a greater failure of your muscles. Your muscle should stop working and then you should stop. Similarly, when your mind stops functioning, then is not the time to stop, but when your brain stops responding. Your brain muscles, sort of give up. Then is your breaking point. 

I learnt a lot from this kid. You know, what we can learn from younger people? A Zeal for the best and efforts. Of course, I could judge it and learn it from him. But he, unfortunately, is not that smart to learn patience from me. 

I am ok with whatever I said that kid. I should not have, but this is the time, Insecurities should start coming in a healthy adult. Abhi se aayegi toh 24-25 saal tak overcome karke Superman ban jayega, 

Khair, wapas aate hain, Ghar aaye, I came back. I completed lecture 15 and stopped for today. I was exhausted. Also, 2 eggs I ate and had oats when I came back. Finally, I had dinner, watched some gigs and went to sleep. 

From tomorrow, I will try to implement this, "Effort till failure" philosophy. Adios! 

20TH NOVEMBER 2024

 Hey, 

So, I had an epiphany. I thought, since I am good at journaling, I can use this blog into a Journal blog for some time till I have to appear for Civil Services exam. Here, I will discuss my mental health, my emotional situation along with My preparation progress. This might help me keep a check on how much have I done? How much is still to be done? But I would not like anyone to read my stuff. So, I will need to stop posting it on social media sites. I will, hence, stop posting it on WhatsApp. Now, if someone deliberately wishes to read this, I cannot do anything. So, yeah, sort of, I have planned to post daily journalling here. 

So, till now, I have done the following. 

1. Complete Mains revision once using syllabus and Sunya IAS Mains Notes. 

2. Mains note-making: Post-independent India, World History completed. 

3.  Optional syllabus completion: Mechanics, Waves and Optics, Electricity and magnetism, Quantum Mechanics. 

Upcoming tasks that I need to do:

1. Complete my mains note-making: Economy, Polity etc. 

2. Complete Optional modules: Thermal Physics, Nuclear and Particle Physics, Atomic and Molecular Physics, Solid State Physics and Electronics. 

3. Shift to Prelims since 25th November.

That's all. 

KHUSH TOH HO NA, MERE BACCHE?

 1970 ke Bengal ka ek Qissa batata hun. Naxalbari movement ke din the. Bengal Laal hone laga tha. Laal toh woh angrezon ke zamaane se tha lekin ab Bengal mein Laali ka kaaran, Angrezon ka Khoon nahi, Zamindaron aur Ameeron ka Khoon tha. Gaanv ke Gaanv tabaah ho jaaya karte the. Saare ladaku, ek aise subah ke liye lad rhe the, Jo unko Aazadi ke sath Waade mein diye gaye the, Lekin ab unse chheen kar, Unki zameenein aur unke waade, bade zameedaaron aur rais-zaadon ko de di gayi thi. Mahaul dar ka bhi tha aur Khushi ka bhi. Dar Burjua varg mein, Aur Khushi Sarvahara varg ki. 

Hariya Bhangi ek choti jaati ka Naxal sipaahi tha. Laal jhande par laga Hasua hi Hariya ka swabhaav ho gaya tha. Bachpan se Jheli Gareebi, Dukh, dard, aur upar se Samajik Anyaay ke roop mein Jaatiwaad. Hariya ko Charu mazumdaar, Naxalbari movement ke leader, se milne ka bhi mauka mila tha. Unse usne jaana, Ki zindagi ek aisi bhi ho sakti hai, jahan mehnat ke barabar fal milte hain, Khushi sambhav hai, Uske liye ye nayi baat thi. Jab Aadmi aisa dukh dekh ke aata hai, Tab uske liye Khushi aur aazadi ka waada karne wala hi Khuda ho jaata hai. Hariya ka Khuda ab Laal Nishaan tha. 

Lekin, Bengal Communist government ne Sakht roop ikhtiyaar kar liya. Giraftaariyaan hone lagiin. Naxals ko shoot at sight ka order diya jaane laga. Hariya bhaag ke Punjab pahuch gaya. Uss samay Punjab pahuch paana badi baat thi, kyunki Punjab uss samay shaant bhi tha aur naxals ki pahuch se bahar bhi. 

Punjab pahuch kar bahut din tak Hariya ko rahne ke liye jagah nahi mili. Hariya ki jaati ne uska saath abhi bhi nahi chhoda tha. Kisi ne Hariya ko rehne ki jagah nahi thi. 

Hariya Talwandi ke ek gaanv pahucha. Wahan Ek baba rehte the. Baba logon ko Jaatiwaad na karne ki baat kehte the. Baba ke pravachan mein usne ek din ye baat sunn li. Usne pravachan ke baad unse pucha, "Baba, Mere pass rehne ki jagah nahi hai, Bahut din se kuch khaaya bhi nahi hai, Bahut bhookh lagi hai, Mai Choti jaat ka hun, Bhangi hun baba, Mujhe apne yahan rakh lijiye. 

Baba bole," Rah lo bhai, mai bhi yaha Musafir ki tarah hi rehta hun, Na jaane kis din mujhe yaha se yaha ka maalik nikaal de! Tum bhi reh lo." Hariya mushqil mein pada, Bola baba, Aapka hi toh makaan hai. Baba bole, Sab uska hai beta, Iske liye na maine mehnat ki hai, Na mujh mein kuch khaas baat hai ki mujhe ye makaan mile, Par Ishwar dayaalu hai mere bacche, Mujhe bhi isne rehne ki jagah de di, khaane ko khana de diya, Tujhe bhi wahi jagah dega, mazey se reh. 

अजगर करे न चाकरी पंछी करे न काम, 

दास मलूका यूँ कहे सब के दाता राम

Aur Baba ne Hariya ko pahli seekh de di, Jo shayad zindagi bhar Sangharsh karte Hariya ko samajh nahi aayi, Thoda gussa zaroor aaya, Kyunki usne Charu Da se sunn rakha tha, Ki Dharm ki afeem gareebon ko Shaant karne ke upaay hai jo ameer upyog mein laate hain, Sarkaarein upyog mein laati hain. Lekin Baba ki baaton mein sukoon tha, Jo ussey aakarshit karta tha. Unke shabd usse pukaarte the, Dulaar karte the. 

Samay Beetne laga, Baba ke saath reh ke, Hariya khaata, Peeta, sota, Jaagta, Hasta, Puraane dinon ko yaad karke rota. Usne Baba ko bata diya ki wo ek naxal hai. Baba ne usse kuch aur na pucha. Baba ne kaha, beta, har sant ka ek bhoot hota hai, Aur har paapi ka ek bhavishya. Apne ko paapi samajhte ho, toh bhavishya ki taraf dekho, Sant samajhte ho, toh Bhoot ki taraf dekh lo. Hariya apne ko kuch samajh sake, Itna uska Gyan kahan? Usey toh aadhi baatein samajh bhi nahi aati thi. Lekin bada ras aata tha. Prem mein doob gya tha Hariya. Uska dil ab laal salaam ke ishaaron pe nahi, Balqi Baba ke Bhajan pe Dhadakta tha. Baba jab gaate the, 

Kabira kahe ye jag andha, 

Kabira Kahe ye jag andha....

Andhi jaise Gaay, Bacchda tha so mar gaya, 

Jhooti Chhhaam chataaye! 

Kabira Kahe ye jag andha.....

Hariya naach uththa. Baba bade dulaar se kahte, Hariya, Beta tu Nirguni sant hai re...Khud ko Bhangi mat kaha kar. Tu toh Kabir hai re....Kabir...

Din acche beet rahe the. Wo apne puraane din bhoolne laga tha. Ek amaavas ki raat thi. Hariya bhangi so rha tha. Baba bhi sone gaye the. Achanak, Hariya ki aankh khuli, Usey apni aankhon pe yaqeen nhi aaya, Uske Saamne Charu mazumdaar khade the. Comrade ko dekh kar, Uski yaadein aur Sipahi ka conduct wapas aa gaya. Usne Red salute kiya. Charu bole, Kaha Afeem mein pad gya Hariya. Tujhe Aazadi ke liye ladna hai, Apne logon ke liye ladna hai, Yaad hai, Kya kya na jhela tere logon ne, tune, teri maa behno ne. Hariya ke aankh se aanshu aane lagey. Glaani mein jalta Hariya bola, Haa Charu daa, maaf kar dijiye dada, Bhool gaya tha. Lekin mai Ab bhi wahi Naxal hun!

Charu ke muh se shabd nikale, "Toh Saabit karo, Baba ka qatl karde, Samaan loot aur waapas jaa ladne Bangaal!" 

Hariya ki zindagi ek aise mod pe thi, jahaan uski pahli zindagi uski dusri zindagi ko khatm kar dena chahti thi. Hariya soch pe pad gaya. Uska dil kurukshetra ho gaya. Wahan Kaurav aur pandav aa gaye, aur Arjun sa Hariya rone laga. 

Uske bheetar Charu ki aawaaz gunjne lagi, Comrade, Maar do baba ko, Comrade maar do baba ji ko. Hariya apne bheetar ki aawaaz ko dabaane laga. 

Kai din beet gaye. Hariya ki bechaini uske chehre pe dikhti thi. Baba kuch kehte nahi, Par shayad samajhte the. Unhone Geeta padhana shuru kar diya tha. Arjun aur Krishna ka samwaad padhana shuru kar diya. Hariya sunn sunn rota tha. Baba kehte kehte haste the. Ajeeb sa mahaul tha. Janta inn dono ko dekhti, aur unko samajh nahi aata, Aanshu aur hasi ki ye kaisi duniya hai, Hariya kyun rota hai? Baba kyun haste hain? 

Ek raat, Hariya Hasua nikaal laaya. Baba sote the. Baba ki gardan par ek bukhaar ke se nashe mein Hariya ne wo hasua rakha, aur Fer diya. Baba ke gale se wahi laal rang nikalne laga, garm, jaisi garmahat, Hariya ne baba ke pass mahsus ki thi. Rota hua hariya, apne aanshu se ek thandak mahsus kar rha tha. Thanda jo uska badan pad gaya tha. Anaath hariya phir anaath ho gaya tha. Punjiwaad ki iss ladaai ne usse uska baba chheen liya. 

Din beet gaye. Hariya Wapas bangaal bhaag gaya tha. Mahaul badalne lagey the. Hariya ne ek kitaab likhi, jisko Mahashweta Devi naam ki badi lekhika ne Prakashit karwaya. Hariya Writer ban gaya tha. 

Ek din hariya ko phir sapna aaya. Sapne mein baba aaye the. Baba ko dekh kar, puraani saari smritiyaan waapas aa gayi. Hariya writer, phir se hariya bhangi ban gaya. Usne haath jodey, bola, maaf kar do baba. Baba bole, "Khush toh hai na mere bacche?" Hariya khush toh rehta tha, Lekin Mere bacche sunn ke Hariya ko laga ki zindagi mein wo bahut din ke baad khush hua hai. Uske aankh se aanshu aane lagey. Baba bole, rota kyun hain mere bacche, Musafir hain hum bhi, Musafir the tum bhi. Lekin tum khud ko maalik samajh baithe mere bacche. Tumne khud ko mere shareer ka maalik samajh liya. Tab hi toh jaan le li mere bacche. Hariya bolna chahta tha, Lekin uska gala baar baar uske rudan se ghut raha tha. 

Hariya kuch chhup hua, phir bola, Baba maaf kardo. Baba bole, har paapi ka bhavishya hota hai mere bacche. Bhavishya pe dhyan do. mai toh waise bhi ab Bhoot hun. Meri hona bhi bas tumhare liye tha. Mujhse zindagi seekho mere bacche. Naxalbari se tumne zindagi ke liye ladne seekha. Mujhse zindagi jeena seekh lo. Baba thodi gussa hote hain. baba toh bas pyaar karte hai na mere bacchhe. 

Hariya rota raha, rota raha. Baba haste rahe, haste rahe. Baba mar ke bhi has paa rhe the. Hariya jee ke bhi ro rha tha. Hariya apne rudan mein Sudama tha, Baba apni hasi mein Bhagwaan the. 

SOME TALKS PERSONAL

 Hey, 

How you guys doing? I mean, yes, I know. I Promised to start with Foucault. But it happens you know. You wake up, you start with opening your laptop and Coffee in your hands and then you force your brain to start because it is so sleepy and just wants to be quiet. It is better If I write something where I do not need to be too conscious of accuracy about what am I writing. 

You know, Academics require honesty. Intellectual Honesty. You cannot just serve your readers anything. At least my serious works on Foucault, those are accurate stuff. You cannot say I haven't been accurate in them. Those are academically written articles. 

Today's blog is just a laidback, well-wishing, slowly trying to write something which comes to my mind, whatever it be. You know when you do this exercise, write when you have nothing to write, you write the emotions and issues you have that stuck with you over years or may be past few days. 

If I remember, On the top of my head, If I try to write something, what comes is that This weekend is going to be my Birthday. 

Over the years, I understand that this day is supposed to be a special day in everyone's year. But, where I come from, The family, the socio-economic class, etc. I had mixed experiences with Birthdays. You know, On the top of my head, I remember my mother and my father, celebrating my birthday when I was a little Kid. We used to live in Bangalore. We invited all my friends from Pre-school. That was the only time, I celebrated my birthday with my family. When I came to Patratu, My Grandfather was dead against cutting cakes and all because it was anti-Hindu or something. So, since I was four, I did not get to celebrate my birthday by cutting a cake. We used to have some Puja or something. And then I used to get dishes what I like. 

You know, in lunch, I always used to get Sambhar Rice, with slices of raw onion cut with a spoonful of ghee on my Rice. This was a custom dish I used to tell My Grandma, later my Aunty to make. This, and then at night, used to get Aloo Paranthe. Yeah, this might be routinely food for many. But you know, I liked these things. So, the dishes were not that important. Those particular dishes made on the occasion of your birthday made it special. 

Feeling special is a feeling every person needs. These Birthdays, and especially the western way of celebrating it really makes me happy. They have some couple of good customs. Thanksgiving, Soup kitchen, Birthdays. 

When I gained some consciousness, I tried to introduce this custom among my friends. Whenever someone's Birthday just came, I used to make everyone contribute money and then we used to buy a little cake and used to eat it in some weird places based on our childhood kinks, Like: Somewhere in bushes, beside a river, etc. We tried it for a couple of years. Then, I guess I moved to Delhi, or Pune, I don't remember, and it stopped. We, nowadays, do not even remember to wish each other on our birthdays. 

It was not just my only try. I tried this with my classmates in Delhi. There, it sorts of worked. People brought cakes for people for some time, and then groups emerged. People started to bring cakes for only those that they liked, some even refused to contribute money for people that they do not like. I think even this was not the worst thing. The worst thing was, even if they did not contribute, we used to invite them to celebrations, and they used to stand there like aliens. 

Then, I tried to replicate it with colleagues in Pune. I call them colleagues because, I mean, they were obviously not friends. I mean some were, Sourabh, Deep and Siddhant are good friends. I started it when a Fellow Colleague said that she will miss not celebrating her birthday with her family. I thought, I never had a chance of celebrating properly with my family my birthday since I was four, why not let her feel home here at this stranger place. So, I told all of our batchmates, organized a little cake. She really enjoyed it. 

Then it became a custom. But slowly everyone started disliking everyone and then it stopped. You know what do I think? Whether you are Friends or enemies, Empathy should be an objective unconditional trait in humans. You know how much you like to feel special. Then may be, you should let other feel the same. It is just increase in happiness only. Why do you care if it is yours or others. You see someone smiling and you feel, damn, today's a good day. 

I think, this year also, I will be working, and my birthday will go uncelebrated. I mean, I am special to me, but yeah, maybe I should not expect everyone to just feel the same way about me. You know, I remember a little emotional incident that occurred with me which I think I have never shared with anyone. Also, I think I had written a little poem about it. It is not a good poem but yeah, Wait let me find it and then I will tell you the story. 

कुछ बात हुई है? 

नहीं, कुछ नहीं, 

पुरानी याद कोई है? 

नहीं नहीं, अब वो भी नहीं |

किसी ने कुछ कहा क्या? 

नहीं नहीं कुछ नहीं |

किसी से विश्वास उठा क्या? 

कैसे उठेगा? था ही नहीं |

फिर क्यों उदास हो? 

किसी बच्चे को उसके घरवाले, 

खिलोने दिला गये |

तो? 

बस! यही है, इसलिए |

Yeah, this is it. I mean, I wrote it when I was emotionally very heavy and sad. It was my Friend Siddhant's birthday. And we had planned to celebrate it of course with a cake. Then, I got to know, that his mother and maternal uncle have come to Pune from Kolkata just to surprise him for his birthday. Actually, Siddhant and I come from a same broken family background. The only difference, he leaves with his mother and I, since childhood, with my grandfather. So, yeah, I just felt, "damn, man! Must be nice to feel this special!" and I felt really down. Really sad. I mean I felt good about him. I did not feel jealous, just a little sad. I cannot expect this to happen to me, I mean. You know, I did not tell this to anyone at that time. Who would have I told? Who would have understood a 21-year-old Needy person's need to feel special, especially at a professional space which I tried to make a little personal. I mean, It is not about that place. It is about any place with any person. Maybe I have been just unlucky in this. Not everyone gets everything you know. 

My personal life has always been an attempt to replicate a home, that I never had. A home, a functional family may be. With my friends, with my Girlfriends, with any one I know. But in this economy, I think for a man like me, I don't think there are any personal avenues to get affection and familial love. 

Damn, this became heavy, isn't it? I mean, it is. Siddhant has been lucky in this. I mean, most of them have been. I mean, I felt worse in case of Siddhant because till then, I used to think he is exactly like me. Coming from a dysfunctional family, a reclusive person with strange gym habits. I mean, then I get to know, Oh damn! We might not be that alike. His mother loves him. 

You know, it's better to have a working day on your birthday, you know. When you know, it is a special day but for you. Just you! Just may be buy a cup cake, candle may be. Don't tell anyone. Just blow it. In a low tone, sing, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Vibhat, Happy birthday to you. You know, I mean, it started to get to me. I don't know how, but I am crying right now. 

Actually, I don't have any complaints with anyone. It's just... I don't know. Maybe I just wish, God could have made me a little mediocre, a little less intelligent, but just would have given me a happy functional normal, mom-dad-son type of family. I know, it is not a big deal. Many people have it and they still are not happy, but you know, I don't know why but I think I needed it. 

I remember once, I was in Delhi when my Girlfriend, Smriti, that time, tried to do something special for me on my birthday. We used to be in long distance, so she brought a cake in her place and at 12 midnight, 23rd November, she wished me with a happy birthday. I was literally surprised. Sort of taken aback. I did not know how to react. Since I was not used to such a surprise. It was so special and lovely. And the next day, I went with my Friend Rustam, who secretly planned this special thing with Smriti and then he brought to me what Smriti had gifted me, it was a cute little Tie and a bow. And a Jaggery chocolate. It was lovely. I have still kept it. Not because, I am hung up on my ex, 😅, but because, this was one of the rare moments when someone did something so special for me. I mean, "kaise nahi rakhte Yaar!" 

I mean, God! are you there? I know, I have a lot of Grudges with you. But this, I am not asking you because I am angry with you. This I am asking just as a person of Faith. Can you just, on my Birthday, restart everything in an alternate world where just, I get a functional Mom-dad family. It's ok. I can sacrifice my intelligence, make me may be more middle class than I already am. Take away from me these things that I am so proud of. Just give me my family Bhagwan. 

Yeah, I know, this blog has become quite heavy. Damn! This happens when you don't have anything to write. You write things which bother you, which kill you daily but still you are forced to live. But you know what does not kill you makes you stronger. You know, they say, People who cannot get love, strive for power. I think, If I ever got power, I would ensure people around me are not deprived of this one thing that is free of cost. Anyhow, give them family, give them People to talk to give them people to smile with. 

What stuff is Empathy made of? Personal sorrow. What stuff are strong people made of? Empathy. 

I think it's ok to end here. My coffee's over. My class is about to start. Bye! I really like this style of writing actually. Sort of like Journalling. Maybe I will continue this. 

LET'S TALK!

This week has been quite a week to be honest. People of my house are gone to our village to attend a wedding. So, I am alone in my house, of course with my uncle and my aunt. 

Coming to some issues. I will continue with Foucault from tomorrow. Today I felt like just talking to you people. 

This is a modern way of one-way communication. But some of you, who read me on continuous basis, know that I am very efficient in this kind of conversation. It is like, you are reading someone's diary and that makes you think something. You must be feeling sometimes an urge to say something. In that case, surely you can use the comment section. But many times, you feel lazy and keep your thoughts to yourself. I really love people who keep their comments to themselves, those who self-censor, those who do not want to attract drama in their lives, People who are so emotionally stable that they are interested without being involved. 

Coming to important issues, how have you been? How are things going? Good? Can you believe it, 2024 is also going to an end. 

If you ask me, this year had mixed outcomes for me. I left my PhD in January, did not pass my first Prelims attempt and put me again to the starting point of my struggle. 

But also, this year was sort of emotionally very much full of learning for me. I learnt a lot in terms of handling emotions and maturity. I am no longer scared of loss. I am no longer insecure about my position in life. What am I doing, What others are doing? I know I have a separate existence and a separate being independent of this world. 

I understood the essence of most of the things that I do. I understood in most of the cases, I am sad because I attract sadness. I, somewhat wish to be sad. Sadness requires agency. You wish it therefore it comes. I started respecting people who prefer a better quality of life rather than quantities of life like material wealth. 

What comes ahead? 

Actually, my nature has gone through a considerable change over the years, and I have become more sensitive to people's concern and my own mental health and emotional wellbeing. So, in my opinion, what you do specifically in life does not define who you are. You are not a doctor; you have a job of a doctor. There is a subtle difference. You are more than your job. So, given that, I think I am now more comfortable with my decision to attempt civil services. Of course, It is good in terms of economic stability and welfare of self. But also, The Job that you do, does it add directly some value in lives of people? I would like to think so. 

Currently, I am at this stage of my preparation where for the next 90 days, I need to consolidate my mains preparation, notes and all and take a smooth transition to prelims. I have to complete my optional notes till December. The coaching that I took regarding optional has proved to be really helpful. 

Unfortunately, in GS, I need to work still to the final point, so that I have some material in hand, which I can value add in and just call it final notes. I am trying to get a closure in GS. You know, what do I need. I need Simone Weil's theory of attention. Attending to Knowledge. I will someday explain Simone Weil to you. The need of emotional stability and peace is so much important especially in such a world of today where everyone is running. "Thaharna" or Stillness is the keyword. 

Moreover, I have done quite a lot since May. I have completed GS syllabus that is, Read once. But I have not made notes of all subjects. Like only 30 percent notes I have. I need to make at least 80 percent so as to call myself Mains ready. 

I will talk about my CSE preparation in detail sometime. So, what are the takeaways from this small piece of writing? Prioritize mental health, prioritize emotional stability, Prioritize well-being along with self-development. Go to gym, Meditate, always check on yourself. Keep yourself healthy. Feel healthy, Forgive yourself for the Past, Free yourself from the expectations from past. Rest yourself on yourself. Stay silent, and then slowly and steadily move forward. You will be fine! :) 

LET'S READ FOUCAULT: CHAPTER 2 (OUTLINES OF FOUCAULT'S WORK PART 1)

Here, I would like to present a sort of summary of Foucault's work and the questions he deals with throughout his life. The reason I have written Part 1 above is I cannot, may be cover this in one blog. I will need at least 2 to even reduce these ideas in an explainable and yet not dumbed down form. 

Let's begin. 

1. THE PROBLEM OF THE SUBJECT 

Foucault's primary and the central work is in understanding how, over History, Human beings are made subjects to various processes and phenomenon. What do I mean by this? Let's unclutter. 

Subject, in Philosophy, might be defined as someone or something that is conscious, can exercise agency, and experience a reality external to himself. Whereas, the opposite, the object, is that which, first, cannot do these things, and in fact is just a point of observation for the Subject.

For example: Human beings are subjects. A ball is an object. 

But The term subject has a wider connotation in the sense that If a person is turned into a subject, turning into a subject means to either force or manipulate or exercise power on him in such a way that he experiences only things that you want, become conscious of things you want and so on.  

So, when we say, Britishers turned Indians into colonial subjects, we mean that we were made to experience colonialism and that's because we were turned into colonial subjects. 

Foucault's concern is how Humans were turned into subjects of political power over history. 

For this, His theory proposes three stages of subjectification, viz. 

1. Dividing practices.

2. Scientific classification.

3. Subjectification of Self

Let's see what these means. These are basically modes by which a human being, an animal with reason and consciousness, is turned into a sort of machine to be able to sense and detect only certain experiences and things. 

First, dividing practices, are basically modes of manipulation through which individuals are, through the usage of science, excluded from the rest and then labelled as different, especially in the spatial sense.

For example: Ever Studied in a big Coaching Insititute in Kota? What they do is to segregate students into batches of increasing intelligence. The so-called star batch students are those who are consistently performing better than others and while as we go down the batches, bad performing students are collected together, and they are subjected to different kind of experiences of teaching than those of Star batch and so on. 

This is an example of dividing practices. Dividing practices are not just dividing people into groups. It is a rationalized division. Note that rationalized does not mean reasonable. In fact, no division is reasonable. They are made so, they are sort of, forcefully justified for a specific purpose. There is nothing common-sensical about anything. Common sense is that aspect of reason that you have been convinced about by the political power. 

Foucault's earlier works, like the birth of a clinic, Madness and civilization and the birth of a prison, Discipline and Punish are some works where he has done extensive work on these Dividing practices. 

Society's will to divide people into mad, sad and bad and why they cannot live with the common masses is in question here. You understand this experience was just the experience of the newly enlightened Europe. Today Mental Asylums are everywhere. But, when the first Prison was made, the first asylum was made, nowhere in the world were there collectivized attempts and state's attempt to divide people into labelled groups of mad, sad and bad. No prisons in India, China, No Mental asylums in China, Japan or India. The Mad, were not identified as such and even if they did, they lived among masses. 

Second is the Scientific Classification. Here, Foucault asserts that, we are made to believe that Science came first and then using that knowledge, decisions were made to divide people and so on. But He states, any knowledge, be it scientific or otherwise, fights for this scientific status, and this fight is political, and this legitimacy fight or flight of legitimacy coincides with the political changes it wishes to start. That means, trying to make science out of the will to coerce power. What is the ultimate intention? The intention is to objectify the subjects made by dividing practices. To observe through their own biased lens, to forego consent and to practice power on them. This makes Human beings first into subjects of dividing practices and then objects of scientific classification. 

Human, which was capable of so many things, so many multitudes of experiences and freedom, is not merely an object subjected to electric shocks and such just because you rationalized the method and classification, and you classified him into mad. 

This is extensively covered in his work, "The order of things". 

There are other aspects to this as well. When you successfully justify the knowledge as science, now you can coerce the autonomy of the body of humans and treat them as things. The Birth of a clinic mentions this. 

Finally Self-Subjectification. Ever saw someone classifying himself as an introvert? This is sort of an example of self-subjectification. Finally, after scientifically human beings were classified into sad, mad and bad, Now, the knowledge gained the status of common sense and now even the most unaware can use it to label themselves as such and such. 

Your own thoughts are under your own observation, you somewhat objectify yourself to the extent that you play the game that started to rule you, it classified you, it divided you from the masses and made you an object. You are no longer a subject or a human anymore. You become an object in your own eyes. 

It was also a way of the regime or political power to be "Meaning providers". Self-understanding became a subject of study for the European Bourgeoise. These clinics, Schools, prisons, Mental asylums etc. gave meaning to selves of people. New political meanings. Not only mad was identified as mad, but the other was identified as not mad and this was in my opinion, a very dangerous aspect of classification. 

Who is more dangerous? Socially identified mad person or socially identified sane person. I claim the latter is more dangerous because he will now fight for his sanity because this is his meaning of self now and it is considered superior to the mad. 

I think, this work is crucial in understanding, that the hunger for meaning might be an artificial demand created by modern forces of power. 

For example: In schools, the rewards and punishments are organized such that the intelligent is rewarded and the fool is punished. This makes every few so called "Intelligent students" of the class of every school, Neurotics who fight for their so called "Intellectual sanity". The dividing practices of schools into intelligent and fool, then scientific validation through an exam format finally results in when a child, start identifying his self as stupid or intelligent. What he classifies himself is not important. The classification itself is dangerous. Because, all his time, this classification will restrict his freedom to become the other. 

An intelligent fear that he will be considered a fool. A fool stops thinking that he even has the ability of becoming intelligent. 

These were the three stages in which the subjects are formed. Simple, animals whose bodies and mind becomes the testing labs of the social order, the laboratory of society. 

 I wanted to cover the second aspect of his work, that is Power and knowledge here. But may be in part 2 we will see it because I do not want to dumb it down anyway. Next in his areas of work are Power and knowledge, that is how regimes and social order tries to intellectualize the coercion it does through various discipline so that it seems common sense to the man whatever is happening to him. How Power decides knowledge and knowledge just puppets what power dictates. 

Next is the problem of government and finally the location of author. Where he directly deals with modern political power and bio-politics, panopticon and the nuances in which modern forms of power have converted individuals into docile bodies who do not mind any of their freedoms snatched away. 

All this in next blog. With this parting words, someone once told me that one day I will realize that Foucault is not such a great thinker. Then you will be mature. I think, that was political power trying to justify through knowledge so that I do not understand the hidden structures of power. 

Foucault is spooky, unconventional, uncomfortable at times, because he collects all of the discourse in one place, not even leaves, Marx and Hegel and subjects them to the same treatment as his way dictates him. NO political disposition likes when their gods are challenged. But I think if we want to device a third way of organizing and freedom, Foucault will always be important and a great thinker, may be not for a mature mind, but a meta-mature mind, who can see things beyond the lens of juvenile and mature. 

This is just a subtle reply to that person that I am meta-mature, you bitch! BYE! see you guys tomorrow.