The Common Man/Humane Blunder

I strongly consider the Common Man as the main threat to our country over many atrocities occurring now and then.

The common man can never be happy or satisfied at the same time; they always have an issue with everything. It’s their frustration causing the damage. However, they don’t accept it as their ego intervenes.

They want the entire nation to function properly, the government, the politicians, the film stars and sometime they also tend to blame the so – called supreme who again is named different according to one’s specifications. Okay let’s not discuss that at this point.

The irony with these people is - they actually don’t bother to indulge themselves for the development of the country. It’s highly absurd to witness such morons who can highlight their patriotism only on their Facebook’s News feed.

Maturity is when you try to represent your country and make it proud by winning accolades. Not by focusing on the Loopholes and questioning other’s purpose of living.

You’re here for a Purpose, start working on that and try being the change. Stop being a loser by questioning every damn thing.

Great minded people implement. And the rest are meant to be ignored.

- Vishal Aryan Komara

#Satire - Housewives

Whoever blurted out saying, ‘House wives are way lucky to be non- productive!’ I would say, take your words back as soon as possible. It’s not going to be the same as you think folks. There are so many tasks involved for a house wife, which a corporate or a working woman would never understand.

House wives sometimes go Desi playing Sherlock or the famous Hercule Poirot for instance regarding the brawls in their neighbour’s homes. They know everything happening at their neighbourhood, be it the reason of the latest argument in your house, your household songs, everything! You name it, they know it.

The schedule of them seems very tardy compared to the employed women. I always wonder why they keep grooming their hair in broad daylight even though, they own a 2 BHK apartment. However, they keep the curiosity alive looking for some latest gossip.

My grandma always used to advise me not to deal with delicate issues when maids are at home. She felt, that would cause a huge damage to the family reputation. Any guesses? Simple, even maids have shifts. And the main hitch comes when you put up in a residential locality. The gossips work faster than before.

It’s been 3 months I’ve shifted my house to a distant area, I can feel the change to an extent.  Or maybe, I have to keep my fingers crossed.

                                                                                                                   -  Vishal Aryan Komara

The Barking Studio – The Unwanted Therapy

After fighting a tough migraine from past 2 days, an article in the editorial column gave me a high.

A person who had been migrated from the Indian soil to the States; 30 summers ago had some potential content in his perceptions. It was slightly satirical, but the truth was bitter for those who had to accept it.

All his life in the US, he had not come across any such paparazzi aka media spoke – persons showing a valued content about the so – called Indian Government and its political achievements. India is a great country! An intellectual financial minister can transform into a dumb puppet.

# Tragically Satire

An old man seeking justice for his daughter, who was raped brutally by some atrocious thugs comes to the Barking Studio (The Media).

The Editor – in - chief has some certain problems to highlight those atrocities to the Indian society because the slots was already booked for another few months for the opposition government who had nothing to prove rather than blurting out their sincerity towards their greedy chairpersons and according to the media perception, these issues didn’t flicker their TRP grades.

Nevertheless, even the idiotic spoke persons had something hidden in their wallet; they were highly concerned about the unemployment of those thugs who was the reason behind the brutal rape incident.

The old man with no choice knocks the court door, but to his ill-fated destiny, even the court had some genuine constitutional issues. Knowing these people not turning the tables in his favor, he had to consume the pesticides, meant for the mitigation of pests in his farm. The chemical could not save his land though, but confirmed his ticket to the heaven.

Welcome to the Indian Judiciary System!

 ©     Written by Vishal Aryan Komara

Final Realization

It was a pleasant morning with little bit of sunshine. I had not moved out myself from my home from the past 2 weeks and it was insane to picturise my thoughts.

And I was out for a changeover. It took me several days to come out. May be I was in depression. I always played a rookie figuring out depression. It just had to knock my door. That's all I know.

I had no plans to begin with, I just rode my car wearing the same old pajama, relished some chats over a mug of chilled beer. Yes! 'I am depressed you Question mark!'.

The High - mode Realisation

After finishing my 1st, Sorry - 2nd beer, I gave a thought on the reason behind my depression. I questioned myself, Having a job where you recruit white collars. Why the f**k are you depressed?

Then my inner voice had to blurt out -

Do what you like or like what you do.

However, there was just a small change to end my doubts.

'Do what you like "AND" like what you do'.

Written by - Vishal Aryan Komara 

One night @ Coorg.

It's 11.45pm . The German Sheperd had a squeaky voice. I guess it was hungry. Common, Summer guys.

I was browsing those wonderful writings by Hemmingway, where as my siblings enjoyed snoring to the fullest.All of a sudden, the door bell rang and I had no interest to play Sherlock.

My mom opened the door and it wasn't a moment which it ought to be. A perfect surprise at the witchy time.

It was the old caretaker of our estate who went missing for years. I don't remember the date, I guess 2 summer's ago.

However, I was confused for why he was being here at this time. Because, there were no clues about his whereabouts since 2 years.

The only question which irked me was - why is he back?

I guess that's his purpose in his life.

- Vishal Aryan Komara.

Blame Game Disorder

Yes. You heard it right. I mentioned Satire. I mean I don't like the thought of me being prisoned for the so called 'Freedom of Speech'.

However being satirical can be justifying sometimes, to an extent.

Being precise to the point as I always like, the serious disorder, the common human beings prone to nowadays are 'Blame Game Disorder'.

Blame the superstars, Blame the politicians, Blame the government, Blame the Country, Blame the Supreme for not taking care of people, for not being polite, for not being generous, for not being human. However, we tend to forget the actual you.

I would like to relate a recent example - The Drought in Maharashtra.

Why blame the actors, the government, the politicians.

Why don't you make the first move. The supreme has invested so much of time to create you. So, there has to be a little bit of productivity dammit.

Write, talk, share, donate and finally shut the f**k up.

The world needs doers not just people blurting out shit for publicity.

Be the change.

P.S - THE YOU MENTIONED ABOVE INCLUDES ME TOO. I have tried something.

# Implementation always should be first.

© - Vishal Aryan Komara 

Control Your Criticism

I seldom come across broad minded people nowadays.Yes. I'm pointing out that person who blurts out as a critic for every damn thing. Watch a movie, you have a problem with the actor. Read the news paper, goes mad about journalism. Works rarely but have a problem with your talented colleague.

The main issue here with these wizards are they don't see the brighter side of life. Once they start thinking about the latter, it's too late justify your right. The moment you realize your screwed.

However, still your ego has something to say.

© - Vishal Aryan Komara