The Heart and I

I have seen physical divisions of land, house, sky and ocean. There may be several reasons for divisions which may be described at length. Even our thoughts have divided all humans. However, I do not want to be physically divided. But I am divided. I am being divided. I have been divided. This is not the end of my divisions. I know that I will be divided many times.

My divisions started from the day I took birth. I was pleasurably divided among many relatives with different names as per relationship. I was not knowing them all except for my relationship with my mother. It was determined by God. She was always special in my life. I was tied to her from within when she was taking a risk of her life only for me. She was my protector when I was outside. She was my unconditional supporter with true guidance without any division.

I do not know the exact time of inception of my divisions in the outer world of unknown people. Perhaps, it started with the journey of my education. I met my mental division as a good student or a bad student in different classes. As I grew older my divisions changed their forms. I was divided by my friends, relatives and my colleagues in the office, etc.

Every time divisions of a friend, foe, well-wisher and obedient, etc. were made after mental exercise but they were given emotional touch to the blood pumping station-the Heart. The heart bore all blame. Though the brain played the game, the heart broke into pieces. Someone cheated but the heart sank or the heart became sad. Even my heart wept. The heart was used as a symbol of life.

All emotional breaks originated from the heart. Specially, all events related to love affairs were earmarked for the heart. It was a pity to my heart. The heart mainly suffered because of the brain. The brain always played the safe game, blaming the heart. Even at working place, I was warned to do the work with a full heart. I could not understand such divisions of full or half heart in working when the brain was involved.

I think, on these concepts, that the heart is very important to think about others, to draw conclusions about others and to decide about taking the job. Reality is the opposite of these blame games because the heart’s functions are influenced by the brain. I may not forget the role of the eye because it indirectly controls the heart through the assistance of the brain and adds fuel to the fire. The eye also plays a safe game and the heart becomes the culprit. The heart is a scapegoat.

Whatever the reason may be, the shape of the heart like a betel’s leaf is very attractive and influences the brain. Such a picture of a heart pierced by an arrow attacks the nerves. I do not want to know whether the heart influences emotions or not, its simplified picture attacks the brain to proceed in any direction. Though the emotional roles of the heart are there yet it is the beauty of life. There should be an emotional day keeping in view the “heart”. The greatness of the heart is praiseworthy and has a place in literature. So sentences intentionally using the heart as a saving tool should be avoided. The sentence “You have no heart”, thrusts all problems of emotions of others on a single person.

Ultimately, I have found that I am not divided by the heart but because of the brain due to which everyone is divided, the world is divided and even God has been divided. Only life is with the heart, controlled by the brain because we are declared brain dead.

Let our hearts be alive to spread love. We should be surrounded by hearty people.

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