I hate long talks

King Crimson sang a song not in the present century but in a decade full of classic songs. It begins with a line that touches my heart. "Talk, it's only talk" sings Adrian Belew who then chants different words; all synonyms of talk. 

Verse one starts with synonyms

Of talk starting with letter A

Verse two starts with synonyms

Of talk starting with letter B

Verse three starts with synonyms

Of talk starting with letter C

Verse four starts with synonyms

Of talk starting with letter D

Verse five starts with synonyms

Of talk starting with letter E

The synonyms do not proceed beyond 'E' as the song is titled "Elephant Talk". The reason for the Elephant in the title is "because of the sound elephants makes is similar to all speech must for this broken man, desperately seeking refuge from the cacophony." The tension in the song brings out this feeling brilliantly. 

If ever a movie is made on my professional life, this song would play in the background through the movie. My career has been submerged in cacophony of talk except for the two years when I was allowed to run an organization as per my wish. At every other point of time and place, the importance given to talk was unbelievable. Unfortunately, this has become true for the past two years too. There is too much of talk; talk that tries to decipher the inner nature of a person, which runs into a big problem. It is not static. By the time, we think we have understood the nature of a human, it has changed. Of course, I don't believe we have the ability to understand the nature of a human. For if we possessed this ability, there shouldn't be so many humans walking on the planet believing they are good. 

Humans have good in them but they possess a lot of evil too. The biggest evil that we possess is the belief  "I am good person who wishes good for everyone and everything". Rubbish! Most of us are not capable of thinking beyond our respective noses. When we do think about others it is usually to make our nose prettier. So I don't understand why we spend hours on hours discussing about our concern for the betterment of others. Instead, we can spend our time doing. Do something! Do anything! Just don't talk. Don't bloody ejaculate the right words to make others weep. It does not achieve anything other than you appearing like an angel, which you are not. As Eliza Doolittle sang

Words Words Words

I'm so sick of words

I get words all day through