I hope this mail reaches you well to read me. My mail is blank, you may interpret me. Life is like that. I am not solely myself. Only a few things are mine in your name. I struggle to be noticed in this life because I have been prepared to struggle. The struggle has been my fate and I want to get rid of factors deviating me from drowning in your ocean.
My almighty! I have sent a blank mail because my life has begun like a blank slate or like a white sheet. I was not aware of the circumstances of worldly affairs until I got the sense to be responsive to situations. Since then, on the blank slate of my life, many things have been written. These are controlled by many factors- local, social, regional, traditional, cultural, religious and national etc.
I know that I am a part of this world and the world gives opportunities but with many hidden controlling contents. Whatever I see, are allurements. I am fish in the net. Net is made of controlling factors. These factors are brain teasers. All factors have been written on my slate of life as per time, space, requirements, intensity, expectations, use and outcomes. They have modified me into business material. I have been monetized. I have a fiscal value. I have been made materialistic in this mortal world.
My almighty, though I have developed a professional attitude and body language because of worldly factors yet your natural factors and embedded codes in my physique has affected me also. I have also performed accordingly as and when every factor has influenced me from outside and from within to be as per your will. But I have not trodden paths to be near you because of worldly factors and dissatisfaction in life due to competitive attitudes and habits to grab more to exist and sustain with maximum benefit, though minimum may have been sufficient to survive.
I have missed the bus leading to you my almighty. I have entertained virtual beauty instead of your real beauty coded in nature and humans. Your all factors have activated me in time but I have been camouflaged by need, deed and greed.
According to human-made factors I may be considered successful and suitable for everything. But I find myself on the verge of bankruptcy for thoughts for you almighty. The world thinks that I am independent but I think that it is a relative term and everyone is dependent on many things. Here, in this world, humanity and human rights are the talks of everywhere with controversial discrimination for self-praise. Humans have always missed real facts for existence because of self-centred complexes and every time a new harmful concept is occupying the central stage in the world. Here, respect is paid to the rising Sun, in every concept and It is common everywhere.
I am succumbing to my situation and have sent a blank mail to you with the hope of your light overshadowing worldly factors to be near you. I have been running on a very smooth surface and having falls continuously. I want to be in your shelter. I am a missing drop of your ocean. I want to acknowledge you only. Whatever problems hinder me, you know the solution. I am medium to blame but still, I know that you are doing good for your creatures. So, I do not want to acknowledge the mortal world. I want your love before I start hating myself.
You- My Life
No tears please,
Let the eyes be treasury.
No distance please,
Let the gap vanish.
No separation please,
Let life be pleasurable.
No anger please,
Let the bud turn into a flower.
No hurrying please,
Let me last with you.
No mercy please,
Let me die in your love.
No confusion please,
Let the tree bear fruits.
You talk to me –
With Your heart,
With your silence,
With your smile,
With your eyes,
With your sound,
With your face,
With your touch,
With your fingers,
With your pleasure,
With your joy.
You have meaning,
You have string,
You have emotions,
You have feelings,
You have mystery,
You have light,
You have descriptions,
You have destinations,
You have everything.
I do not want to lose you in my dreams too. You are to realise our dreams. You are my gift. You tease and deserve it at the same time. But you are my life. You are my present and my future is in you. You write. I read. You have made me optimistic through your heavenly body. Let me be honoured. Let me be devoted. Let me be reciprocal in love. Let me be liberated with you.
Human-made life cycle- a story
I was indebted to time to face the changes in my life. I was accepting the truth of life that day when my only son was to leave for abroad after attending the last rites of my wife, who was with me for about a golden jubilee period. He knew that I would be alone in that mere house, which was a sweet home because of his mother, so he emphasised me to be careful regarding diet and health. I knew that my bird had flown forever with the memory of the past.
I had a memory of three generations, sufficient to recall – my childhood with grandparents and parents and life with a devoted wife who was in the photo then, leaving me alone. She had broken her promise to be with me forever to take a last breath together. It was not in our control and time again proved to be a strong ruler.
We had been married at the time when the country was taking strides towards growth and development, to be at par with other developed countries. In those days, a boy, either having a government job or remarkable ancestral properties, was considered suitable for marriage. She came into my life because of my job. We played the music of time together and wrote many memorable chapters for ancestors and self. One day, she wrote a beautiful living chapter to add one baby to the new generation, endangering her life, to be complete to pay the debts of our forefathers.
Time was not waiting for anyone or anything. But many things were changing and many old concepts had paved the way for new thinking, controlled by the outcomes of developments. We were also affected. Those villages, where we grew up and saw less selfishness in relationships, appeared to be unattractive, unhealthy, and backwards, as compared to growing cities. We visited our villages on certain occasions to complete rituals but decided to restrict ourselves to cities for the sake of our son, and better education and infrastructure. My parents never lived with us for a long time due to the village’s attraction and we could not leave the city because of our son’s better future. My parents, one by one, left the world forever for the unseen world and our joint family disintegrated into a nuclear family. All brothers and sisters were scattered in the country in pursuit of a better life and the village’s population had declined. We all met occasionally. Our children could not get time to mingle and they became unknown to each other. Our interests, with the passage of time, became detrimental to many established thoughts and we tried to be part of the show business of society.
We were developing. The wheel of progress was moving. The self-contained time passed at the same pace. One day, our son got admission, in the desired subject, to the top-ranking institute in the country. He left the home for his wings to fly. I got a promotion in my job with more responsibilities and less time for my family. The son was away. I was involved mostly both in the office and at home, paying the price of the job responsibilities. My wife, who had her life for us, became alone in that big home, which was her heaven. She became silent. Her smile was occasional. One day, she lost all hopes to be together again when our son declared his decision to go abroad for a lucrative job. We tried to convince him to stay in the country but he became prey to the brain drain.
History repeated the self. Our son had left the country for a good job. I had left my village for the city for a better pasture. We both had the same attitudes but in different ways. We, barring our parents, became part of the crowd. The development and desire to excel consumed relations. The stories were the same but the scene was affected differently. We were in the nearby city to our village and could go regularly to meet our parents but, in our case, that was not possible. That condition affected my wife the most. It was aggravated by my job’s condition. It had not permitted me more time for family, as if the company was fully dependent on me. My wife became very alone, only active to complete her duties for me. She became very silent.
My home had been a hotel for me and she had been a statue. One day, I analysed my financial needs and decided to leave the job for ourselves. But my request was rejected by the authorities. Even my application for leave was not accepted. I could not give more time to her. One day, her condition deteriorated and she was hospitalised for treatment. All symptoms were related to her anxieties. I knew the reason and called the son to be with her for some days. She recovered fast and I got my wife back in normal condition.
I asked, rather than requesting my son to continue here forever, for his mother. But he logically and diplomatically expressed his helplessness. Once again, history repeated itself when he told that we settled in the city due to a lack of basic needs related to infrastructure. That was also applicable in his case on a larger scale. He recalled the memory of difficulties in getting the work done in various offices. There were no facilities as compared to his present country of stay. I smiled to know the change in attitude. He said that he had seen venomous political debates on channels of TV, wherein everyone tried to be right, dividing the society on various grounds and having strategies for the growth of the country. Most of them had changed political parties many times. Their principles had changed for getting tickets in elections. People did not have traffic sense and respect for children and aged persons on the roads. Ease of living norms was not present even after so many years.
I could not admire his analysis. I guessed that his stay was not possible because of his experiences in a new country. I took a chance to convince him. I recalled the thinking and analytical potentials of our ancestors and valuable literature, full of findings, related to all walks of life from nature to the universe to the almighty, given to the world. Those were useful in the present day also. Because of those abilities, we had the qualities to excel. When opportunities knocked, we grabbed them but other countries were using us in the form of a brain drain, alluring us, as the money mattered and facilities attracted. We had many things to give to the world as a family. Everyone is looking towards our country for peace and cultural richness. You might be missing there in a new country.
I accepted his denial to continue as the fate and destiny of my wife. We, as parents, blessed him with a bright life ahead. I had seen waves deep in the eyes of my wife while kissing the head of her son. She missed him a lot. I took voluntary retirement after continuous persuasion to look after her. We had a memory as treasures.
The success of our son in life had bought pleasure and recognition in society. We were judged as the best parents. We had seen proud moments and now we were facing problems. After a few years, my wife left me alone. She, at the last time, was seeing towards the door, waiting for her son. Her son came to attend her last rites, but he was worried about me. I was thankful for his concern but he could not continue in this country. I was not having hope anymore.
After his departure, I enquired in many institutions and old age homes about my stay for the rest of my life. I realised, for the first time, the plights of old people in society. In our youth phase, I gave priority to hay days and forgot about doomsday. I was alone with many problems. Developments took their toll. I felt that life was not financial management controlled by fund managers but it needed a highly devoted service manager. Money in the bank’s account chided me. I assumed the conditions of my parents, the last time when I had become a parent.
I am woman
I am purpose –
Though I think of myself I have opportunities for others. I am simple for mountains. I am complicated with rivers. I am tough for negotiations. I am zeal. I am zest. I am margin. I am the path. I am a pathmaker. I am a pathfinder. I am a problem. I am the solution. I am predictable. I am unpredictable. I am open. I am closed. I am certain.
I have a historical image –
My smile is mesmerizing. My touch is firing. My eyes are enticed. I am lively from tip to toe. I am a magnetic attraction. I am living the art of life. I am a bundle of happiness. I am a beautiful realization. I never accept. I return wholeheartedly. I am weak. I am soft. I am strong. I am hard. But others decide my fate. When I write my destiny others become objectors. I am a tradition. I am rituals. I have morals. I am beginning. I am an end. I am a drop. I am deeper than the ocean. I am a transformer. I am devoted. I am beyond the boundaries of interpretations.
I am progress –
I am motion. I have momentum. When I am connected with others, I become accommodative. I become supportive. I become an acceptor. I become a rejector. I have weaknesses. I have strength.
I construct and destruct at the same time- I am the source of the unknown. I am expanding from invisible to visible. I am not a commodity. I am not for interaction and interests only. I have values also. I bring the light from the darkness. I sacrifice. I surrender to nature. I am nature too. I give others the right to explore me. I restrict movements. I bind thoughts. I am medium. I am a meditation. I am the ship. I am like worship. I am salvation. I am a challenge and a surprise by heaven. I am deeper than what you know.
I am continuity –
I am journey. I am memory. I am history. I am earth. I am a link between two ends. I am a woman. I am always an individual. I am never an individual. I am a secret. I have wings. My majesty should be given the honour.
My tolerance limit is continuously tested.
You try to know me before you understand me. I lead to reach joys where all questions subside and you obtain positivity to mould your ability towards salvation if you can.
I have turned 60
I have listened
I have acted,
I have passed sweet kaleidoscopic sixteen,
I have run against time but got to be limited,
I have physically completed my diamond.
I have turned sixty today 24th December 2022.
I have my auspicious birthday tomorrow.
In my journey so far-
Life was an illusion.
I had my wishes always alive.
I was fearless when I was alone.
I was open when I was ignorant.
Every day that passed was my reward.
Everyone I met was my inspiration.
Everything I interacted with was my protector.
Every experience was an improvement.
But-
Society measured.
The body enjoyed pleasure.
Mind explored treasure.
Soul eluded nature.
Senses enticed foolishness.
Still, I am proving my calibre.
I lost-
Loved ones,
Dear ones,
Well-wishers,
My desires,
Echo of life,
My passion,
My smile,
My naughtiness,
My dreams,
My satisfaction.
I gained-
Nothing,
Allured by the virtual world,
Fault findings,
Remembering everything in the mirror of life,
Fainted desires.
I have-
My time,
My passion to revive,
Memorable childhood,
Mesmerizing adulthood,
Summarising old-age,
Now-
I have to be concluded someday.
I have to be in memory any day.
I will embrace my real friend,
A breath controller,
A friend of liberation,
A carrier to an unknown world,
A journey planned on the very first day of my breathing in this mortal world.
Who will accompany me?
I know, no one will.
I know that but is busy for some reasons assigned by God.
I am sincerely thankful to him.
One day-
No choice,
No options,
No, if or but,
No mercy,
No chance,
I will cross the time,
I will touch the horizon,
I will have the last laugh,
I will live till the end reaches,
Let a smile be my recognition.
A wave of real peace in silence.
I will reciprocate in rest.
I will enjoy and realize a beautiful life.
Let life be my friend.
We should not forget
We always like to listen to the good over the bad. Why? It is nature – I guess the reply. Should it be? As a human – yes. We do not want to meet the bad. But bad gives a lesson. We may analyze our strengths, and weaknesses and prepare ourselves to face the music. Our experience becomes relief measures for others. What after that? What should we remember? What should we forget? I know the reply – remembering the good, useful and pleasure-giving things and memories. But forgetting the bad, hurting and displeasing moments are peace-giving, life-saving and adding life to relationships.
We always act as a sieve to filter and separate useful things. What after that? Is it possible to be choosy? Again the reply guessed is ” no”. Sometimes everything is required whether friendly or not. May we complete the cycle of happenings without the combination of those? Never is the reply. Then by nature, we think of favourites only. What after that? This question is endless and chases up to infinity. After that what? I think all assumptions are competitive to influence all creatures. I think, when we forget ourselves, we procreate. Seeds change into trees to procreate. But this change is inevitable and needs to be forgotten. This forgetting is admirable and is the first step toward continuity and sustainability.
In our day-to-day life, we have options of bad and forgetting others. Selfishly heaven is imagined in these attitudes.
Most of the time we say that we should not or you should not forget. It will be better to say that we should remember. Whenever someone says that you should forget anything, the attention of the listener is lost why do give stress to things to be forgotten? But it is a mistake.
When we start our lives on earth, everything is new and our elders emphasise remembering all. So our habit is to remember. This word plays a role throughout life in every field. But the word ” forget ” reminds us of unwanted things and the addition of another negative word ” not ” makes it hammering. In long run, we forget many things. We have forgotten many good things about our ancestors and for our convenience, we term them as superstitions. Many of those superstitions related to children, morality, knowledge, food habits, nature, environment and behaviours are being found to be scientifically true, after spending time and lots of money. In modern times we have superstitions, but mostly for luck. We have forgotten many old sayings, short stories and proverbs. A number of stories are related to the origin of those sayings and proverbs and the moral of stories gives good lessons to remember for life. Earlier education was not well spread, so such superstitions were a kind of education to remember. We may get many fairy tales, short stories and stories on animals giving lessons to children on moralities, behaviours, emotions and all aspects of life.
When the sense of ” not forgetting ” overshadows memories we may not get the best out of everyone. We may give priorities to shorter and lower levels of services for aplomb. We are witnessing deterioration everywhere. In construction, we are finding weak buildings, forgetting the history of our historical strong buildings. Why? Because we are having less time for history as we pretend to be too busy in this modern, materialistic time for our comfort and selfishness. We are going away from our roots.
I may say this is a mistake of our decision-takers having short-sightedness without considering indirect effects on other aspects of life, the environment and natural things. Our basic education system is firstly towards not forgetting, leading to scoring and passing the exams for livelihoods. We have little knowledge of our ancestors’ glorious history of development. Someone not, but many groups are taking benefit of this ” not remembering ” and dividing society into various sections, for their causes of establishing their truths. They are getting success. But problems have started with resistance to new truths and the spread of old stories.
Better late than never. This saying’s lesson should be considered to save the ” remembering ” from repenting later on spilt milk. Time and tide wait for none and someone will grind his or her axe. He or She is advancing like a tortoise. So we should keep vigil. Our praise of achievements is no self-recommendation. But who will cross the rubicon? We should be careful and sniff like a dog to identify imminent problems. We should start timely as one stitch in time saves nine. We should not forget rather we should remember. Remember to coordinate. Remember to cooperate. Remember to excel together.
FACTS
Everyone knows that status is not permanent. Who will not accept that position or condition may not change? It is also known that time is not multiplied. All such facts we know but in reality, we forget them and repent later on facing the situation. The almighty evolved the life in animal kingdom up to the highest level of humans with developed brains but without languages. The only common language controlled by nerves, continuing in humans everywhere, might be then in existence. All good or bad happenings and habits of the present day are the results of the experiences and needs of humans, faced in course of growth and development.
Human civilization has seen changes from the stone age to the present age of scientific achievements. The changes have been witnessed from mega-sized machines to smaller to nono machines. Developments have been made in many fields. Humans have started exploring planetary bodies and the universe. The weapons have changed from stones of the stone age to modern-day sophisticated weapons. Since then, enemies have changed from visible to invisible types affecting everyone. Most of the changes have been recorded in black and white.
It is also a fact that every new generation has the opportunity to reap the benefits of earlier generations’ developments and achievements without experiencing the efforts made and challenges faced.
One of the facts, I think to be true is the controlling age factor and old age in humans are meant for reviewing life and educating the present generation from their experiences. This age of mine has met a minimum of three generations.
We have seen the maximum changes in social bindings from the combined family to the nuclear family, from cooperative to self-centred attitudes- a deviation from share and care culture.
I remember one incident when I had joined service in a government office where I met the father of my friend. He told about his emotions after receiving his first salary in service. He had spent his salary on the purchase of clothing for his parents, grandparents, brothers and sisters. I was surprised to note his feelings because I had sent only half of my salary to my parents. My grandfather had given all his income to his mother every month.
Now, I have grown older and am on the verge of retirement and the new generation is joining the office. I have been surprised to note that most of them purchased costly cell phones from their first salary to show their status without considering the situation of families and moral duties. The new generation has seen from copy to computer and from pen to e-system directly in one go. The earlier employees used to go to their parental houses to reside after retirement. Later, comfort played a role and settlement started in cities. Now the service opportunities are centred in a few places and the concept of ancestor houses is vanishing fast for a new generation.
These changes have mostly affected the old aged persons who have time but no one to share their experiences and expertise of life. When I was in my fifties, I was relaxed, as my father was my advisor and guide for all problems and my mother’s affectionate touch and love were my heavens. I always remained a child for them and enjoyed their experiences. One thing I remember is that in their last days they were like children having short memories and stubborn habits. I became their guardian for them till their departure from this opportunistic world. Now the question is what about me? I have a vacuum. I know the silent, unknown and sad departure of one of my friends because his sons were unable to come to meet him in his dying days. His whole life he had been praising the achievements of his sons for his status in society. We could know about his departure when his body was lying in a closed house, crying for disposal with a foul smell. All statuses proved futile last time without any social security. I am also sailing in the same boat and am worried. I think local common residences or well-managed old age homes may be promising for all aged persons.
Now, the effects of changes are as such that the new generation is not having time for themselves or family. This generation is getting treated as machines in professional life. This generation is mainly active on social media for information, time-consuming likes or comments and relationships after working time. The relations are nearer at the fingertips of gadgets but are emotionally far away due to distress and competition to prove to be excellent and exceptional. Life has been marketed to introduce the best product leading to psychological problems. Their slogan is that this life will not be met a second time, so enjoy it. There should be a new methodology to work free of distress to keep humanity alive. This generation is very sensitive and well-equipped to have an identity.
All problems have not gathered in one generation. We are expecting too much from the new generation without a proper education system and syllabus etc. We are harping on the same string for a long time. We need introspection for the new generation which is more career oriented and wants to be independent of duties towards older generations for lack of ” me time ” and costly lifestyle. We may not make every new generation scapegoat for our faults in teaching them moral, social and spiritual, etc. values and the importance of united families. It is our responsibility for the new world given to the new generation.
Besides, I have seen many changes after the economic revolution, in this one life. We have done more harm than good to ourselves through uncontrolled developments for supremacy. We have maximum adversely affected environments both surrounding and natural. We have seen the extinction of many species of birds and animals. Effects on seasons are also causing more harm to humans through erratic behaviours.
Nothing is permanent. Nature has been revealed through evolution and selection. The fittest always survive. It is the open secret of nature. It is now our turn to cautiously evaluate the progress-related activities for humans’ comfortable existence and sustainability. Otherwise, transformations may be heinous to civilization.
We should observe that nature has distributed all her resources throughout the globe, perhaps with the definite intention of evolving cooperation among all humans, besides geographical differences, for survival and existence. We are witnessing, after the division of land and ocean as properties of different nations that no nation is self-sufficient to survive alone and needs cooperation. We should have progressive scientific thinking to excel.
We have changed. We are changing at our cost.
Protection
Our concept that nature is an open book, has been understood from the day our ancestors came into existence and interacted with mighty nature. We are solely dependent on nature for our every activity from water to food and from death to life. This has given us the courage to survive, exist and protect. I think that our survival and existence are mainly food and fight-based, but protection is fear-based, depending on experience.
Nature has given us several means of natural protection. One such means is armour which gives the confidence to fight and be safe. Natural things have protective armours in different forms of covers, colours and shapes changing etc. of the outer skin or venomous liquid emitting capability and many more. But the highly developed and equipped with intelligent brains, humans need both God-gifted natural as well as self-made artificial armours. The natural armours are probably the same for all but the additional artificial armours are many and differ from individual to community to nation with the sole purpose of protective measures for safety, security and existence. This artificial aspect of armours is subjected to experimental and innovative changes for mainly holding supremacy over others. In this field of artificial development, humans are missing humanity and are confined to selfish attitudes. They have developed varieties of armours in various fields of life as per needs. Even humans are fighting with the provider, nature, for resources, for artificial armour.
Humans know about analysing problems and finding out solutions but never imagine the long-term effects or repercussions. Because of these artificial attitudes we have lost many species, rivers have dried and many civilisations that flourished near rivers are no more in existence.
Humans have checked flowing rivers for water storage in huge dams for various purposes as armour but these are proving to be water bombs in long run. Our developments have given passage to the Sun’s ultraviolet rays to harm the world. The air hasn’t been left unaffected because of pollution caused by harmful gases and dust. The earth and ocean, providers of all natural resources have been turned into dumping grounds of pollutants and are taking their last breath. Humans have not stopped here but have surrendered to their greed, lusts, unjust needs and desires of being masters of all creatures. They are peeping into the universe to prove their supremacy. They have dug their graves and have prepared cremation grounds themselves because of unwise activities.
The ultimate sufferers are humanity and nature. Humans have given emphasis to ” protection is better than cure “, in place of ” precaution is better than cure “. The cure is becoming worse due to lack of care. The care of both humanity and nature is at stake. We should not forget that ” never is not better than late ” and late should be deferred forever by being rational about minute things in mindful use.
Humanity has developed two types of cultures for protection – firstly, human rights culture and secondly, under-the-carpet culture suiting the wits. The thoughts of liberty and independence are playing nerves in such cultures. Humans have reached too far ahead to retreat from impossible artificial levels. Such protections’ unexpected outcomes are giving a number of movements. But the difference between rich and poor is a hindrance. Rich is dominating in dictating the terms. It is reflected in the policies of rich countries to give, make slaves and engulf territory as cannibal sharks. They forget to take the lesson that fire has no discrimination and will reach their area also.
Self-centred protectionism has devastated nature too. But nature which has made a congenial environment for humans’ evolution has the capacity to show the doors to extinction. The change is in the hand of nature which is occasionally giving indications in her style, silently and covertly. However, nature has cycles of an offer to exchange at par with good steps taken by humans for betterment. We have to grab the opportunities. The more one sucks, the more is chance of bleeding, causing harm to self. The balance between giving and taking is essential. The silence has enormous energy to ignite, to take precautions, to protect, care, cure and overhaul entire systems to restore originality.
Most of us are not enjoying the God-gifted life and are always in competitive mode. In a nutshell, we have lost ourselves for nothing, knowing all facts of life. Nature has shown the reality in this century’s pandemic due to which all means of protection have proved to be futile and the whole of humanity has been failing to the condition but the fight for supremacy is continuing at the same pace as before. Artificial armour is considered to be more reliable than natural ones. May almighty save humans and humanity. Artificial armour is doing more harm than good.
They Laughed
When I smiled at flowers, they laughed.
When I cried at my fault, they laughed.
When I wept on my fate, they laughed.
When I fell because of them, they laughed.
When I slipped due to ignorance, they laughed.
When I missed a chance, they laughed.
When I remembered you, they laughed.
When I excused their faults, they laughed.
When I enjoyed my loneliness, they laughed.
When I shared my views, they laughed.
When I cared about their systems, they laughed.
When I failed in my attempts, they laughed.
When I passed the hurdles, they laughed.
When I changed myself, they laughed.
When I worked for them, they laughed.
When I slept in peace, they laughed.
When I wanted a favour, they laughed.
When I wrote my grievance, they laughed.
When I lost my beloved, they laughed.
When I worshipped my God, they laughed.
They judged me. They commented on me and my feelings. They expressed their attitudes, faith and hate. They killed me in their thoughts.
They have different moralities. They have developed their standards. They are doers. They are decision takers. They are implementors. They are assessors. They govern. They are true by themselves. They have a complex of greatness.
My almighty call me back. I have crossed the tolerance limit given by you. Even you have been defined and limited to their whims. They know how to twist your teachings.
Almighty! may you delimit your existence. I am to live in this world as per your wish, but your existence is at stake. You are being exchanged with their attitudes and dictatorships. Fear of your wrath is their strength. You are like a rubber stamp. You are a seal, taken for granted. They are two-edged swords. You have been divided for their convenience.
Now the question comes – who is supreme? Who is the controller? What is the reality? Who will bell the cat? Only darkness appears to be a distinguished reality. Your light is awaited again. You matter the most.
My Experience with Truth
I have had alarming experiences, in many aspects of life, with my growth in age and growing needs. But my experience with truth has a special place because it was compromising with the situation, despite having respect for morality. I have regrets for me revealing the facts that I have compelled myself many times to get the favour from virtual truth, in fact, the untruth.
I have followed the concept of flexibility according to convenience to fit into the so-called congenial atmosphere to abstain from falling into oblivion. Perhaps this concept is true for every field of work. Even path showing, knowledge imparting education system is not spared. That system of education which started in childhood at home has always emphasized following the right path of truth for happiness and generosity for society.
I am in my sixties but still remember the truth of the time when I was taught to understand and speak the language with my childish, entertaining, and joy-giving smile and imitating styles. I learned a lot depending on my retaining mental ability. Everything I interacted with and encountered during that time appeared to be true to me. The story of tortoise and rabbit was lesson-giving. The fairy tales and stars in the sky attracted me the most. I always waited for the magic to happen anywhere. Every day I got truth in various forms but the most valuable truth was my mother, always with me, forever for me. I still remember the day when I was sent to school to start earning certificates to be eligible to serve the country, my mother was with me in my comfort zone.
In my early days at school, my fabrication of the truth of home education started getting modified and I tried to adjust to a new environment. My mother waiting for me at the door and preparing my favourite dishes was my shadow on those difficult days. At last, I understood that all religions have the same principles for truth but for survival it was changed by us for situational practicability.
I have learned a lot from my mother’s views. Later both in student life and service life, I found two faces of truth, one hiding the other for benefit. Both appeared to be essential in day-to-day problems and dealings. Alas! the real truth got less volume in time and space. I could easily recognize victims of real truth followers, having a place in a dilapidated corner of the building, holding the high flag of satisfaction and peace. A ray of hope that truth always prevails in every situation, was witnessed many times with such victims. When one day any pious man noticed and recognized their values and importance then they were rescued and got the relevant status.
I have no hesitation in accepting that I have seen the flourishing candidates in all walks of life having upper hands due to their positions and relationships with men made extraordinary VIPs and following immoral, unlawful and unacceptable practices. But in the end real, defined, truth prevailed and the sufferer smiled. Those places where joy-giving sounds of untruth were entertained by masters and family members, ultimately succumbed to their truth and got ruined by the powerful time. There is a delay in his ( almighty ) house but injustice is intolerable. God’s mill grinds slowly but surely.
I have in my memory many examples of rising and falling in a single generation both in student and service lives. Such situations prevailed in past, are prevailing in present and will continue in the future also. I may give many examples from my experiences where truth ultimately won.
I, since my childhood, have been inspired by the story of a fairy tale- cinderella and always waited for such an incident to happen in respect of truth for its spread and acceptance the world over, for peace, love and sustainability.
I know the truth always prevails, I am sure it will always remain. It is in nature’s law of survival of the fittest. It is in the universe for the origin and existence of life on earth. It is in my thoughts. It is a string of untrue events being followed in all fields to excel and it breaks to expose as an eye opener for access to truth.
Truth is as important as breathing.
Truth is the worship of God. Truth hides but never sinks. Truth is a tool to distinguish between love and sorrow. Truth has to prevail for all. Truth is an individual’s habit. I have never searched for truth in fair weather friends and relatives. I am indebted to my mother for truth and its necessity. I am continuing to be with her in memory and experience.
The real truth may never change with technological advancements. Truth is a true inspiring tool to bring heaven on earth.
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