Navigating

Shantanu Godbole
4 min readNov 19, 2021

The more I have started writing about things the more I realize I don’t know anything about a lot of things. I mean, yeah, If I’m writing I have thought about it and further constructed that thought into a series of words which formed a coherent sentence which I was presenting on medium.com for the few people who were annoyed by continuous plugs and promotions on twitter.com and instagram.com would come by and read it and I have no idea what they think about it, but I keep writing anyway.

This week was a week of a lot of things if I have to be topical and choose the hot topic and give my takes but I don’t know enough about these topics. The Vir Das Controversy led to so much outrage on Twitter. Twitter outrage has become so common that I have stopped paying heed to them. These people only remind me how unemployment is not the only issue but also unemployability. MNREGA needs to be widened so more youth can become its beneficiaries and finally, #JusticeforSSR can stop once and for all. People are offended, outraged, triggered just for the sake of it now, and having technology at their disposal, any random person having internet can voice their “opinion” freely. No one is stopping for even a second and thinking because cancel culture doesn’t need grey matter, it just needs black sheep going ba ba.

In other news, Prime Minister Modiji announced that the Three Farm Bills passed in the house over a year back will be repealed in the upcoming Winter Session of the parliament. This move came after almost a 13-month protest by the farmers which only led to the deaths of 700 odd people, and if I’m not wrong, the Supreme Leader has an appetite for more, but since UP and Punjab elections are around the corner, another masterstroke has been whipped out. It was really intriguing seeing how Godi Media would defend this move after months and months of toxic debate which included calling the farmers Khalistani terrorists, Anti-Nationals, and the run of the mill label, “misguided”. Farmers are celebrating this, which has been a long struggle through the chilly winter, scorching summer, and windy rains.

Another deep conversation I had with a friend of mine was “What is Love”. I’ve had this conversation with a lot of friends and everyone’s point of view always reminds me of how different and fundamentally the same human beings can be. The theory presented to me was, Love is nothing but a choice, kind of a switch in your head which you can turn on or off, at will, voluntarily. This was backed by practical examples which I did agree with. But inherently we can’t equate all our feelings to some weird chemical reactions in the brain. If it was that simple, we all would lead lives that weren’t riddled with problems and issues because we would have full control over our minds. Love, either in the romantic, familial or platonic context is something carnal, something primitive. People look for love due to the over-idealized version sold to us by Bollywood and Fairytales from an early age. Love is pain, Love is happiness, Love is hating the person but knowing that they aren’t fully cooked, Love is Hope, Love is Belief and so on and so forth, but in my capacity as a twenty-something-year-old on the internet, you know what love is, although you can’t draw a physical line between love and not love, your consciousness knows. After all, we do have friends, and best-friends or to put it in a formal representation, close friends, and everyone knows that distinction.

Whether love is enough for people to live together is not my expertise or not my domain to talk about. There are cases when people are madly in love but things don’t match on atomic levels, and there are people who hardly know each other but manage to make it work by continuously adapting and evolving together. If you hunt for a particular case you will find it, but Love is something we humans haven’t been able to decode in centuries and maybe won’t for another couple of centuries, but it’s what keeps us going. The derivatives of love, namely altruism, humanity, unity are what bind us together on a primitive level to keep us alive and fight for our survival as a species.

For the first time in life, I don’t feel scared about the future because I am somewhat trying to live in present and remind myself that I can figure shit out when it comes to it, but if I get scared of it and ruin my today, it’ll just be a moment of regret. I am happy to be surrounded by the people I am surrounded by. Much love to all my friends, who have handled me and put up with my antics, I am so glad you all exist. This was a mini update on how I am doing, will be back to writing topical stuff again from next week onwards.

the evenings I live for

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Shantanu Godbole

Hobbyist Writer. Don’t take me too seriously, because neither do I :)