Last Week I spent 2 hours cleaning this lake near HSR, Bengaluru.
Not only have the removed the garbage from the garbage covers, they even threw it everywhere.
This hurts the heart.
In my sleep today, I was summoned by the Fish Nation. They were dying. They were crying. Due to plastic. They called upon me to exact revenge. To off the offsprings of the offenders. To take their wives. I said times have changed. Can't do those things anymore. Thus, This.
Then, I realised there exists no race of men who spent more time riding the modern horse - The Motorcycle than the Indians.
Thus, the greatest motorized light cavalry to ever exist can be formed from India. Second would be Brazil, maybe
All great empires in history were troubled by this war-like horseback riding people who could wield the horse like no other.
Historians & anthropologists attribute it to the amount of time these people spent on horses from a very young age.
I used to be jealous. ๐งต๐
This isn't a reactionary statement anymore. The eyes genuinely hurt. The brain hurts. Everyday. The glaring white LEDs on motor vehicles and the dystopian street lights.
We must fight back. We ain't lab rats.
The Indian civilisation is meant to be a space-faring civilisation. God doesn't award you a location so perfect for it only for you to launch twice a year. You are supposed to take off twice a day and honour the god's wish.
This isn't a reactionary statement anymore. The eyes genuinely hurt. The brain hurts. Everyday. The glaring white LEDs on motor vehicles and the dystopian street lights.
We must fight back. We ain't lab rats.
I hate White Lights, man. Especially on Vehicles. Life becomes a literal hell on roads after sunset. It feels as if hundreds of people stabbing me, puncturing my eye balls. โน๏ธ๐ข
As a teenager reading about the decline of the Ottoman and Habsburg empires, I couldn't understand why they mostly just let it happen. Why not reform urgently, slash the bureaucracy, race to adopt the new technologies?
Much less confused these days.
I hate White Lights, man. Especially on Vehicles. Life becomes a literal hell on roads after sunset. It feels as if hundreds of people stabbing me, puncturing my eye balls. โน๏ธ๐ข
To the enthusiastic members of the Indian Populace, think about why the all-knowing, big-daddy doesn't check for helmets on the highways.
If it really cared for it would've put checkpoints on the highways, where the probability of cracking your skull open is much higher.