"Cogito Ergo Sum"- A Philosophical Quest

Happiness Is the Highest Good – Aristotle Got It Right Lately, I've been really believing in that sentence. Everyone might define happiness differently, but it’s not just about smiles, ice cream, and dopamine spikes. Happiness has a much deeper meaning, something more soul-level. I haven’t been keeping too well lately—maybe it's the Chennai weather or maybe I just miss my old friends. I believe Aristotle when he says the soul and the body are connected. No kidding, when the soul aches, the body follows—and vice versa. Sometimes, life throws you into a circle you want to break out of, but you still have to participate, like an unwilling contestant in a reality show you didn’t sign up for. You fight—quietly or loudly. Even if no one’s watching, you still have to go on... until your story ends. And if life seems happy? Then hey, maybe it’s the end of the movie. But if it’s not over, the film's still rolling, my friend. So keep your scoreboard running. Enter Plato – Grandp...

"I know that I do not know" – Socrates. This one line alone gives so much consolation. And lately, I’ve been drowning—not in external chaos, but in internal storms. Thoughts. Thinking. Endless. Suffocating. But somewhere in that chaos, something was born. A clarity. Maybe this writing is not just for you, but for me—to put it all into perspective. This is a reflection, a confession, a philosophical rant, a spiritual longing, and maybe even a political protest. My Inner Struggle Began with Socrates A man from Athens. Born BCE. A stonecutter’s son. A midwife’s son. Became a soldier, fought wars, and walked courageously where others fell. History mocks his looks—ugly, they say—but I admire him. Deeply. And for reasons that, maybe someday when I meet you in person, I’ll whisper over coffee or chaos. He had a wife. Children. And yes, possibly homosexual relations—but don’t worry, I’m not dragging religion into this one. I don’t want another war. We’ve had enough. We know...

  You know why I put this title? Because I admired Fr. Stan Swamy so much. When you write something like this, you need courage. And sometimes, just putting that one line upfront gives you the courage to go on. Let's Start with the Tribals Tribals are the ones deeply linked with their clans , who speak many dialects . But they started migrating due to forced displacement , especially to states like Uttar Pradesh and Bihar . They’ve been differentiated by religion over time. Why is tribal culture dying ? Because most of them have oral traditions — no written scripts — and so their languages are not preserved . India has approximately 1,900 languages . Yet, we see Dalits have caste , but tribals have no caste . I know this is a little off-topic. People don’t like to read long texts nowadays — but trust me , if you don’t read , then who will? And if you don’t fight today , then who will? We always blame someone else. That won't help. Language and the Question of Id...

An Unexamined Life Is Not Worth Living – Socrates I know this is a bit of an out-of-the-way blog , but I am putting forward a social analysis of India today — because this is an alarming time , and we must decide what’s really happening around us. Yes, this blog is a bit serious . I’m so sorry — but I need you all to read this very carefully . This is Part 1 — the next will come soon. Brace yourself. You might be shocked. But that too… we shall analyse . We are talking about Social Analysis: Because we’re hoping for  transformation . Because we need change in the midst of inequality and disparity . Because we have to understand where disparities begin , and how steeled we are against them. We need to assess and evaluate what’s happening with us, to us, around us . And so, we are going to talk about education , economics , politics , religion , family , caste , and gender . All these seem good when we look around — but appearances cannot always be believed. Indi...

"A philosopher is the blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat that is not there."                                                                                                                        – H.L. Mencken The philosophical journey is really very tiring — maybe because we have to think a lot . Sometimes, I genuinely believe the above statement is true. When you look at that quote and give it proper heed, it seems — or at least to me, it seemed — that it holds a deeper meaning, one that’s beautifully hidden behind frustration and darkness . As a philosopher, you can't do anything but stay silent — unless you want to kill yourself in this quest. And as the journey con...