This ‘journey’ is so long, so exhausting, so excruciating, albeit so enticing. This ‘journey’ is our life, my life and life of any ‘breathing’ creature. Confronted with moments of thanksgiving and detestation, moments of dispiritedness and encouragement, this journey of ours treads on. We fail to halt for a while in order to liberate our minds to mull over the time which has been snapped away from us and to design a roadmap for the time which is to be lent to us, in an ever flowing gaiety till that instant when the ‘chain’ of life is all of a sudden delinked. I ask : “What if we could?” we would never suppose ourselves floating on an endless pail of water (I’m referring to the monotonicity of our lives we are facing).
The bygone days are so mesmerizing; I myself would love to fly back to the nostalgic days in which I virtually live each day, that ‘veritable’ past. I care not to look intently at the days I am ‘actually’ living; I fail to fantasize about the days to come. You know :
Past + Present + Future = Life
Present + Future = Reality
Future = Fantasy
You would revolt saying that I am glibly generalizing things but I believe that these three ‘transitory’ phases past, present and future could be blended (in an ascending manner) to produce three new things, each of its own ‘stature’ and implication. Together they make life; without past make reality; only future is merely a fantasy.
I do not purport myself to be a spiritual coach or some sort of guide in any guise, rather I am just an ordinary being. However I would say with full confidence that life always starts anew at each juncture in our journey. We simply fail to recognize it.
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‘How can we love God whom we cannot see if we cannot love the people whom we see?’
We humans judge people considering only their physical characteristics, we fail to delve into their intrinsic qualities. Whatever the thoughts occurring into our minds are fully derived based on our conclusions. We all share the same blood, the same flesh and the same brain. It is really weird to discriminate among people having known that we are all the creations of the same Creator.
We always do whatever we like. When we plunge into the lives of the people belonging to lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender communities. They all have the same set of woes. They fell themselves isolated from the mainstream community. They are deprived of the basic facilities which are provided to the ‘normal’ people. The government and the society too seems to be so ruthless towards paying heeds to the grievances and the atrocities meted out to the LGBT community. When we travel by train, we often confront hijaras who are all set to beg money from the passengers, often harassing them. We could be quiet pessimistic about this fact but we hardly recognise that after all, we are also in a sense responsible for their prevailing conditions.
The persons belonging to the LGBT community were not provoked or influenced by the society to be one of the members of the said community. It’s all because of genetic disorders considering from the biological point of view. This often results from the misalignment of genes during the fusion of the male and female gametes. The consequences are least predictable if we conduct medical procedures like amniocentesis.
You must have seen that a scratch on your own kith and kin, triggers such infuriation and blossoms such affection. While the same mishap leading to some others getting totally defaced and bruised does not bother you. Has any similar notion ever sprouted in your mind? Would you settle an accord with me that pains are similar for everyone and if inflicted bear the same consequences? Irrespective of whatever your answer maybe, let me give you a glimpse about a speck of human nature. A human never feels the pain and anguish of fellow humans, unless they are relationally his. You would observe that people show their frustration for a moment or two to sympathesise the loss of unrelated fellow humans. But I prefer to call it mere ‘showy’. The rationale behind this particular assertion of mine has its ground in the fact that we are obsessed with attachment. We feel the pains of only such beings with whom we are attached to and any tragic incidents amounting to their lives do aggrieve us. For the ‘not-attached-to-us’ folks, we simply utter “Ah! What the Lord has done to him”, proving our deepest condolences in the lightest gaiety. A few exist, who may sense the ‘universal’ pain, overlooking the ‘fence’ of attachment, but they are only a few.
I sit pondering over this pervading relational-discrimination which dominates our minds. Could I foresee the eradication of the ‘former’? Is there any possibility of the people stopping to say, “He is not mine”? Won’t the concept of universal brother and sisterhood be realized and also paving a way for the est ablishment of my own concept of ‘universal onehood’; where people would be brimming with noble virtues of affection shown towards one another? World could be a ‘heaven’ in truth. No countries would thrive except for one super-nation. People becoming cosmo-citizens, associated through sociological, psychological, cultural and economic attachment all-in-one.
But, only if the notion of “BECAUSE (S)HE IS NOT MINE” is wiped from their brains.
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“How marvelous this world is!” – exclaims a victor. “Oh! I never really felt this fragrance this flower contains,” murmurs he, bringing a china rose to his nose. Does anyone has this ‘blood’ of happiness circulating through his ‘joyous’ arteries and veins, except a victor? This may sound quite like a fairy tale; you would even dress the writer as insane. However silly this may seem, it stands unrefuted. Have you ever seen a ‘ferocious’ gleam in the eyes of a victor? Can you make out the sense of achievement and the sense of winning which his eyes behold in its admirable quietness, much like a queer place situated in the untold tranquility of wilderness? We may stand astounded by the veritable energy, vigour and the never-dwindling spirit a victor displays. His happiness is the fruit borne out of his endurance, persistence and resilience even when any stroke of misfortune is inflicted upon him. Because he has risen over all the barriers, facing them with guts and bringing them down to his knees, he realizes his ecstasy. He finds everything so interesting and so enchanting. Even that stray dog whom people regard as the harbinger of filthiness; anything perhaps, anything which is never cared of, never rendered any importance. Beauty to him has quite a different ‘perspective’, different from the rest of the masses. He is uniquely-minded.
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It is said that our difficulties never come to an end. The more difficulties we overcome, still heavier becomes the load of impending obstacles. So amusing and embarrassing this fact simultaneously is, isn’t it? Such is this case with every person and so it has become with me. The hope of ending up with all the miseries, all the shortcomings, the frustations keep on wrecking the nerves but to no avail. This is an inevitable concern for the whole multitudes of people, groups, societies, nations and apparently universe as a whole. I surmise the bundle of the things-to-do never get exhausted. The call of ‘DO IT’ keeps ringing in our ears and hypnotises our minds; making us accomplish and win over those tasks.
…..to be continued.