Tragedy, Love, Hate, Fear and Commentators

Sitting inside a closed room all day talking about cricket doesn’t sound too bad.

Many of their pithy statements are too forced, they’re hesitant to say something truly antagonistic towards any team since team secularity seems enforced through peer pressure and there’s very little camaraderie. In the middle of all that, when you think about the players many of these men used to be, you see that the excitement doesn’t exist for them anymore except in their imagination. You can really understand why they might create tremendous drama in their heads.
So then we as the audience have to experience all the ‘oh this is going to be a nail biting finish’ after 10 overs when England are at 42-0.Though, moving along a tangent of thought, I don’t imagine we would enjoy it as much otherwise. I mean, the bigger picture doesn’t exist yet so we need someone to light the way. If you’d truly believe the commentators however there’s always a great battle afoot – one with mighty soldiers and fire-breathing dragons and glorious wins and just as magnificent defeats, with an amazing eventful journey in between. Fantasy is just my comparison point, pick your own.
Life itself feels so pointless without that – some level of imagination. Some would say its pointless with it.
Try to think of your favorite novel /movie of all time and imagine yourself as the protagonist – now twist your whole life around that peg. Make it all fit like a big jigsaw puzzle – maybe the tests are your dragons, or that interview around the corner is. When you REALLY think about it, how real is real anyway? Its just the figment of your imagination that’s been given a thumbs up. On another tangent, it actually is according to some neuroscience research that has understood the top-down approach that the brain sometimes follows when analyzing information. For the layman that means when you look at a dragon, all the preconceived notions you had about dragons is what first comes to your head – before getting individual details in, like whether he/she’s eating olives.
For example I’m quite sure that I put in two pairs of socks to wash last night and ended up with three individual socks when I took it all out! I’m quite sure that the last sock has gone to another dimension where there’s a world filled with two-legged people who wear only one sock each. That is definitely from some nightmare cooked up by Dr.Seuss.
Or I didn’t put in all my socks. Which story do you like?
We all want some excitement I’m our lives – something that makes life feel like it’s worth living, feel like its worth fighting for. So make it feel like that. It’s entirely up to you – you are the author of your life story so make it dramatic.

Just listen to those commentators properly, and then watch the match with them muted for a while; maybe they’ll convince you that it’s worth it.


Paramedics are taught that they should regulate emotions when they are in a position of trememdous stress – to ensure that they work at their optimum cognitive level. In effect whenever there is a situation where they have to take care of a patient in a critical condition they seem to become a tad inhuman – even towards the family members and well-wishers. They can’t help it. Their entire focus is on ensuring that the patient survives and any emotion from the family member could only serve as a distraction – something they could definitely do without. 

An oftly cited example of the mind’s power over someone’s health is how we respond to the placebo effect. We just BELIEVE that we can be healed and when we believe strongly enough we somehow end up healing. For example: the times when hypnosis cured a supposedly incurable disease. These cases may be the “black swans” of their fields – the extremes of the Gaussian curve – the very improbable occurrences. However I argue in their favour. I believe that hope is quintessentially the best feeling in the world. And I do believe that the mind can do wonders that the body itself thinks itself incapable of. The “how” is at present left for MRI scans of the future. We have seen it before and by experience we can believe that it can happen again. So why not encourage it? While I feel like this is some bogus medication I want to see it’s effects. I sincerely believe that the realisation for the patient that there is someone who desperately wants them to live could tip the scales in their favour in the battle between life or death. 

I’d say a study should be undertaken on the probability distribution of the same. I’m extremely curious to know the positive effects of oxytocin – called the “love drug” for how it’s released whenever we experience “love”. However it can easily be argued that the factors in such a situation are numerous – we have definitional challenges on all fronts – what is a well-wisher? what is recovery? what is a “critical condition”? I’ve not clearly demarcated ranges for any of them in something that is terribly subjective. However if and when I get a chance to check this out I’ll make sure I do that.

In reality I have no idea how paramedics truly work and a recent article I read told me how utterly misled I might be by my apprent efforts to help out these people. There are many cases into which each call that a paramedic gets are bifurcated and many of those calls are the worst kind. The ones where they go to console the family and wheel the body to the morgue. The few others where the victim is still alive, the victim is so far beyond consciousness that they’re in the netherworld between life and death. There’s no reason to believe that the presence of anyone but these paramedics is of any use to them. But i’m the hopeful kind. I do still believe that there might be some cases where the presence of someone supporting you is what holds you together, I just have to find out where. Till then all I have is a tremendous respect for paramedics and a thank you to these people who have the capability to stomach such a job because saving lives is the most noble thing you could ever do.

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The Event

No this is not another movie review, however it does give you a feel for how life could so easily be misinterpreted for a movie in itself. Consider this-4 years back everyone said “Yes we can”. They really believed that Obama would revolutionise America. Now people are wondering whether they’d lost their heads, however, consider this, when did he ever have the opportunity to get into your hearts?

The problem with the way we judge is that we always choose to use the circumstances rather than the person themselves, this leads to not only a very biased and corrupted view of the person, it also generates a lot of negative emotion. It was evolutionarily built into us to understand a person form the way he or she reacted to a particular situation, and in the lack of it we chose to believe the person is useless. It’s on the lines of “innocent until proven guilty” , reworded to “useless until proven useful”.

Many of the people I know are brilliant, but none of them is recognised for being so since there has never been an “event” that has thrust them into the spotlight and shown their true talent to the world in a way that amazed everyone. Everyone who wants to be famous needs this, it’s why publicity stunts are so common, regardless of all flak that they receive. 

In conclusion I believe that had there been another war, the likes of which catapulted FDR into fame Obama would’ve really made a name for himself, however, in it’s absence he looks like a deflated balloon. Every one of us should have an idea of these automatic biases we tend to have(heuristics they are, but ones that can never truly be appreciated for the damage they cause in today’s world) and try to deny them from having control. Though considering the way the world is going, with excessive information cluttering our minds, heuristics might be our only option. And with that contradiction in mind, I’ll let your heuristics take over…