Monday, December 19, 2011

Beliefs and Behaviors

With Christmas around the corner, little kids and some disillusioned elders have put up socks near the chimnies hoping for a fat man in a red suit to fill them up with gifts and toys and smokes and weed and what not. The fact that older people stop believing in Santa as they grow old makes me think why they do so? And if they stop believing in Santa, then why believe in a few other questionable and debatable things.
The truth is, as we grow up, people around us teach us certain things like how to act in public, respecting elders, helping the handicapped and other essential things. Amongst other things, we are taught certain belief systems. Like worshipping God, following a religion, being straight (as opposed to gay) and even Santa Claus.
The idea of worshipping God, following a religion, knowing your sexuality and the idea of Santa, is not something that can be taught, it has to be learnt. In relation to the topic of my blog, behaviors can be taught, not beliefs.
I'm told I should go to the gurudwara or a temple or a mosque or church or any other religious place to worship God, why should I worship someone I don't believe in? For me, my Gods are the people I idolize. I'll worship them, I'll thank them for giving me different styles of performances which I can see and learn from.
In my views, "A man should be allowed to worship the devil if he wants." Without being looked down upon from people around him.
Coming to being gay. For some reason, if people think I'm gay, well I'm not. But if XYZ says that he's gay, people start thinking, "Umm, he's not normal." Who are we to judge? Even if he is, it doesn't make him abnormal, that's his belief. Why should a person have a traumatic life because he can't be bold enough to make statements about being Gay or worshiping the devil for fear of being made fun of and looked down upon by people around him?
I was recently giving an interview for an online magazine and I was asked by the interviewer (a girl): Are you gay? And I thought to myself when was the last time someone was asked in an interview, "Are you straight?"
We tend to look away from people who are different because we tend to think that's it's wrong. It's not wrong, it's just what they believe in. If a 35 year old man says, I believe in Santa. You won't look down upon him, you'll probably tell him that Santa doesn't exist. Similarly, why do we look down upon a person who worships the Devil? Why do we look down upon a man who likes other men? Or a woman who likes other women? 
And as the year comes to an end, I'd like to scream a massive shout of Merry Christmas to all of you and an even bigger Happy New Year. And to end this year, I would love to hear from all of you. So write down your suggestions in an email, print it out, fold it up and shove it up your bottom. What a happy thought to the end the year.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Think Different - Why Don't We?

We were born with two eyes, two ears, two hands, two legs and a nose. Except of course, you're tragically born handicapped. Well I mean, if you're born without a nose you won't be able to live, unless you're Voldemort, but that's a whole different story. But ever since birth, we are taught to be normal with our hands, legs and ears and everything else, including the way we live. We are taught a set of rules, and we are told that that's our world. We all have a "life." But think of this, look around you, each and everything you see, from the device you're using to read this, to the seat you're sitting on, was created by someone who was no smarter than you and I. They just thought differently.
We all take pride in saying that we're not like everyone else. But 97% of the world is. They just don't know it yet. And why? Because that 97% of the world refuses to accept change.
The layout of Facebook changes, we all update our statuses abusing Mark Zuckerberg or Facebook in general, but how many of us actually stop using it? 700 free messages in a day get cut down to 100 messages and we start cribbing, but do we stop messaging? And do any of us remember a time when one text used to cost 32 bucks? Why is it, that if a person in India is bold enough to say that he's gay, he's looked down upon? Why do we make fun of someone who likes Justin Beiber or Rebecca Black? Aren't we all entitled to our own opinion? Aren't we all allowed to think differently? 
Coming to performances, why is it that we all hear the word "Magic" and we think, oh he's going to cut XYZ in half, he'll fly, probably vanish something and make a rabbit or a bikini clad girl appear. We hear "I'm in a band." And 97% of us think, oh it's going to be rock music or metal or something along those lines. Why? Can't it be a band of Sufi singers? Or is that not cool enough?
 That's an illusion of a world that we've all built around us because a magician flying is "common." We refuse to accept change, unless it's forced upon us till we start liking it.
Steve Jobs once said, "People don't know what they want until you show it to them." But why is it that we need someone to show it to us? Why can't we think differently and show the world something that everyone will want?
Why is it, that a boy and a girl just sitting in a park at around 8 in the evening, just talking as friends, doing nothing else, just talking. Yet they are presumed to be making out in a public area? Because that's what we were taught, and we refuse to think beyond that.
Why is it that if a teenager says, "I hate to party." People immediately start assuming, "Oh what a boring person, he's a loser, nobody wants to be around him." We think like that, because we're influenced by the masses to behave in a way everyone is, and not to be different.
We are all trapped by the 'world' all of us have created for ourselves, which includes living normally, doing what everyone else does for fear of being called "different." Because the line that says, "He is different" triggers thoughts of a person being mentally disabled or physically challenged or a 'creep.'
I don't cut girls in half. I don't fly. I've never made a rabbit appear and I most certainly do not have bikini clad girls on stage with me. Yet, I'm considered a decent magician.
I hate to party. I hate going to pubs and bars and discos and all these places with loud music that people with you can't even hear you. Yet, I'm liked by people around me.
I may sound self obsessed, but I'm proud to think, that I'm different. Are you?