There is something about World History

There is something about world history that truly amazes me. I have always been and continue to be intrigued when I read books on that (Just to put it in perspective I am reading Discovery of India by JL Nehru). It is probably the vivid images it produces in the mind - of grandeur of Forts, of chivalry of soldiers, of fear of nature, of stillness of life, of simplicity of masses, of atrocities of some rulers and wisdom of some.

And yet all these images continue to persist in our world too. Its funny how in sometime people will be reading our times as if it was some past age. The mammoth amount of literature that exists today would be re read and quaint conclusions made. The exercise is at some level completely futile for why would one want to know what Adolf Hitler did or how big an idiot Bush was. And yet we still continue to delve into these reconstructions and people like me continue to read them and feel elated.

I suppose there is a side of human beings that is completely futile. The side that loves doing stuff for no reason at all. At some level one is forced to argue - "How can one find joy in futility?" And yet I continue to cling on to it for it gives me experiences that a good amount of rationality could not. I have no easy answers for myself on this and don't want to force the question onto world.

All I wish to say is - The world will go on....