That Guy Ajay

For a very long time, I’ve been wondering, why do we spend our lives doing jobs we don’t like at all? Why are we working day after day, just to earn enough to barely survive? What’s the point of it all? Were we born just to work? Animals don’t work against their will, except those exploited by humans. We’ve existed for over 50,000 years. Why couldn’t we find a different way of living? Is artificial intelligence going to change the way we live? I think it's time we accept that AI is certainly going to take over jobs. There aren't two ways about it. If you don't think so, ask yourself, can AI do a significant portion of your job, if not the whole job? If the answer is yes, that's enough. AI may not totally eliminate humans from the workforce, but it will significantly reduce the number of people needed to do majority of the jobs. That's inevitable. It doesn't take great intelligence to understand this, just look around and see how quickly technology is evolving. S...

Hindu scriptures mention advanced beings, what we call Gods, and the technologies they brought: Vimanas (spaceship-like flying crafts), sophisticated weapons like the Brahmastra, concepts of spacetime, consciousness, and much more. Does this mean we ancient Hindus were technologically advanced and that all the knowledge and remnants of that technology were lost due to a massive natural calamity? Being a Hindu myself, it gives me pride and comfort to believe that we had advanced technology thousands of years ago. But being a rational human being, it's hard to digest those theories. I absolutely believe we had great knowledge about ourselves and how to live life efficiently. It’s also possible that these stories were exaggerated to teach us life lessons, because we were too naive (and still are) to take direct lessons unless they are sold as stories involving higher energies. For example, people might have gone berserk killing each other if it wasn’t told to us through stories that “...

I have been thinking a lot these days about our purpose in this universe. We are so insignificant in size in the grand scheme of the universe. I wonder if we are too prideful to even think that our existence has a meaning. It suddenly struck me, what if we are a tiny part of a massive organism? Of course, I’m not a scientist who can prove it with a mathematical equation, nor a baba with a massive following who can create a baseless theory and still get away with it. But it gave me psychological comfort, and it's a self-developed theory that I call the Microrganism Theory. Let me explain. The universe is unimaginably massive. To get a perspective, there are trillions of cosmic objects like our Earth in just the Milky Way galaxy, and there are in turn trillions of galaxies in the observable universe. What could be our purpose in such a supermassive structure? This question has been lingering in my mind and hasn’t let me sleep for days. Then I came across this thought: could we be a p...

We take it for granted that everyone is meant to have a partner. We assume everyone will fall in love at some point in life. But is everyone truly ready to be in a relationship? Or, perhaps a tougher question, does everyone deserve to be in one? I don’t think so. At least, not until we ask ourselves a few hard questions. Why do we want to be in a relationship? Is it because we can’t face ourselves? Is it because we crave pleasure or emotional support? Is it because we fear being alone? I asked myself these questions after coming out of a failed relationship. I couldn't get over her for a long time. That pain forced me to reflect, why did I even get into the relationship in the first place? Sure, I was attracted to her in the beginning. But if I’m honest, I wouldn’t call it love. (That’s a discussion for another blog.) I was lonely. I wasn’t happy with myself. I longed to share my problems with someone, to feel intimate, to escape myself. I thought she could transform me, make my li...

If there is anyone or anything in this entire world that I am shit scared to face, it's me. I don't remember a single day in my entire life of 30 years when I deliberately sat all alone and looked at myself. I don't mean looking at my physical body, but my mind which is obsessed with thinking all day. The mind hasn't stopped thinking ever since it had become capable of thinking. My mind creates thoughts, then thinks about those thoughts, trapping itself in an endless loop, one I have no control over. I call it the subconscious mind, a part of my mind that I believe is separate from my "actual" mind and I have accepted that I have no control over it. My subconscious mind runs in the background all day and night, while I go about my life using my actual mind. I treat my subconscious mind like any other internal part of my body that has its own intelligence, like the heart or liver which functions without my thinking.  I use my actual mind, which I think I have c...

The way the world is advancing, you can learn anything from the comfort of your home; you can meet people from every corner of the world just by swiping right on your mobile; you have endless opportunities to make money literally out of thin air; you can be anything, go anywhere, do almost everything; the choices are virtually limitless. We have all the freedom to live our lives in the way we please, yet we struggle to choose what we want. Freedom is supposed to make our lives easy, but are we really living easy lives? Life seems easier when we have someone to make decisions for us. Because we don't have the responsibility of making a choice, and we have someone to blame if things don't go right. Freedom is a difficult thing to handle. It comes with responsibility and accountability and more scope for regret. Every day we are encountered with so many options and choices to choose from that we constantly have to take decisions. The ideal way is to explore all the options and dec...