As you can see, I haven’t disclosed my real identity here and am writing anonymously. But I exist in the real world and I have a name. Let me call my real self as XYZ as I'm just another person in this world. XYZ is a real person, and this ‘Communal Hindu’ could be an alter ego of XYZ.
XYZ doesn’t necessarily subscribe to all the views of this Communal Hindu now, but he knows that this shadow of himself once existed. With passage of time, the shadow has changed shapes and shades, but XYZ can’t disown the earlier forms. He still argues with his earlier form and tries to understand him better.
XYZ too is interested in psychoanalysis of this Communal Hindu, and he convinced his alter ego to offer himself for this exercise, and hence this blog came up!
So why is XYZ hiding his public profile? Well, I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t want anyone to form any pre-conceived notions about himself after seeing his alter ego, even though he insists that it is a thing of past. Maybe he wants to be a part of this psychoanalysis by completely detaching himself from his alter ego. Maybe he doesn’t want to receive hateful or sermonizing messages, as he is pretty sure he doesn’t need or deserve either of them!
Well, it’s not really the identity of XYZ, it’s the confessions that matter here…
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Tuesday, October 9, 2007
About this Blog
When I decided to write a blog, I didn’t know how would I structure it. There are so many things I want to say, ask, confess, argue, explain, introspect, and resolve. Where do I start?
But I guess I would structure it just like any other blog. As thoughts pass though my mind, I’ll post them. They could be triggered by some recent events or could be result of personal musings. They could as well be triggered by some comments on the blog.
I would be honest, candid, unapologetic, and maybe politically incorrect. But I would not be rash, clandestine, irrational, and downright abusive.
But why at all am I writing this blog? A part of it is answered in the very first post of the blog itself – About Me. But let me try to explain a bit further.
Well, when I talk about ‘confessions’, you may think that I’m looking for some redemption. I am not confessing any crime, but maybe I’m trying to resolve a dilemma. I don’t know. But it’s true that I want to understand myself better and talk about myself. Sorry for being such a narcissist!
Maybe I’m trying to diagnose myself. Those who scoff at communal forces and consider them a disease for Indian culture, to them I offer myself for diagnosis. Read my mind and find what the root cause of this disease is. Till now, you have only seen some symptoms and declared euthanasia (minus mercy) as the only treatment for me. That’s unfair.
I hope my blog serves some of the above purposes. I know it will be a catharsis on many occasions to write down some of the thoughts, but I hope it will be for better.
But I guess I would structure it just like any other blog. As thoughts pass though my mind, I’ll post them. They could be triggered by some recent events or could be result of personal musings. They could as well be triggered by some comments on the blog.
I would be honest, candid, unapologetic, and maybe politically incorrect. But I would not be rash, clandestine, irrational, and downright abusive.
But why at all am I writing this blog? A part of it is answered in the very first post of the blog itself – About Me. But let me try to explain a bit further.
Well, when I talk about ‘confessions’, you may think that I’m looking for some redemption. I am not confessing any crime, but maybe I’m trying to resolve a dilemma. I don’t know. But it’s true that I want to understand myself better and talk about myself. Sorry for being such a narcissist!
Maybe I’m trying to diagnose myself. Those who scoff at communal forces and consider them a disease for Indian culture, to them I offer myself for diagnosis. Read my mind and find what the root cause of this disease is. Till now, you have only seen some symptoms and declared euthanasia (minus mercy) as the only treatment for me. That’s unfair.
I hope my blog serves some of the above purposes. I know it will be a catharsis on many occasions to write down some of the thoughts, but I hope it will be for better.
About Me
I’m a Hindu.
And I know it’s a very insufficient introduction of myself. Being a Hindu doesn’t really convey anything, except that I am not a Jew or a Muslim or a Christian. Yeah, I have deliberately chosen only Abrahamic religions for contrasting, because connotation of the word religion is mostly Abrahamic.
Well, I won’t really try to define 'correct' connotation of the word religion or the difference between Abrahamic religions and Hinduism on this blog, but I’d try to define myself.
As you can see in the title of the blog, I have already introduced a definer for myself – communal. Again, I don’t know who is a communal Hindu, but I have called myself so because so many times since I (unfortunately) started understanding a bit of politics and ideologies, people with whom I tended to agree with (to a considerable degree) in these matters were defined as communal forces.
In fact, this definition was in terms of several accusations – They were accused of carrying out a propaganda. They were accused of propagating hate. They were accused of telling lies. They were accused of being irrational. They were accused of dogmatism. They were accused of retrogression. And many more such accusations, and definitions.
The 'communal forces' were deemed to be evils, against whom the Indian society and culture had to be protected. They were to be vanquished – politically and ideologically – they were to be eliminated. Or should I say, they were to be hated.
These definitions hold as I write this post. And still I’m calling myself communal. I know I run the risk of my attempts to define myself being refuted by means of these accusations. I run the risk of being hated. But then I have used the phrase confessions before using the definer communal.
When somebody confesses, he expects to be heard patiently. I expect the same.
It’s a confession, a definition, a psychoanalysis of myself.
It's an invitation for a journey into the mind and heart of someone who has been declared to be treading an abominable path.
I write this blog in an attempt to widen the political and ideological spectrum of India, even if I'm painted with shades of gray.
I hope that my confessions would be dealt with reason rather than accusations, and I would be deemed fit to be included rather than eliminated.
And I know it’s a very insufficient introduction of myself. Being a Hindu doesn’t really convey anything, except that I am not a Jew or a Muslim or a Christian. Yeah, I have deliberately chosen only Abrahamic religions for contrasting, because connotation of the word religion is mostly Abrahamic.
Well, I won’t really try to define 'correct' connotation of the word religion or the difference between Abrahamic religions and Hinduism on this blog, but I’d try to define myself.
As you can see in the title of the blog, I have already introduced a definer for myself – communal. Again, I don’t know who is a communal Hindu, but I have called myself so because so many times since I (unfortunately) started understanding a bit of politics and ideologies, people with whom I tended to agree with (to a considerable degree) in these matters were defined as communal forces.
In fact, this definition was in terms of several accusations – They were accused of carrying out a propaganda. They were accused of propagating hate. They were accused of telling lies. They were accused of being irrational. They were accused of dogmatism. They were accused of retrogression. And many more such accusations, and definitions.
The 'communal forces' were deemed to be evils, against whom the Indian society and culture had to be protected. They were to be vanquished – politically and ideologically – they were to be eliminated. Or should I say, they were to be hated.
These definitions hold as I write this post. And still I’m calling myself communal. I know I run the risk of my attempts to define myself being refuted by means of these accusations. I run the risk of being hated. But then I have used the phrase confessions before using the definer communal.
When somebody confesses, he expects to be heard patiently. I expect the same.
It’s a confession, a definition, a psychoanalysis of myself.
It's an invitation for a journey into the mind and heart of someone who has been declared to be treading an abominable path.
I write this blog in an attempt to widen the political and ideological spectrum of India, even if I'm painted with shades of gray.
I hope that my confessions would be dealt with reason rather than accusations, and I would be deemed fit to be included rather than eliminated.
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