Teachings

One night, I saw Moon in cosy mood,
Moon said to me to see inside.
I did.
I found someone asking many questions,
But my own questions were unanswered in this world.

Then –

In the morning, Sun said,
“I remove the outer darkness,
See within to remove your darkness.
Someone is waiting for you.”

Sky said,
“I am the limit to touch.
Fly but with caution.
You may be pulled down.”

Stars in the sky said,
“Most of us are dead,
But our light exists,
You try to be like us.”

Wind said,
“Vary your speed to adjust.
But be clear in intention.
Everyone is important.”

And –

River guided to break barriers.
Mountain challenged to cross.
The tree smiled to bear fruits.
Animal provoked to be fighter.

With passage of time –

Flower said to blossom,
Time said to move,
Morning said to progress,
Noon said to evoke,
Evening said to catch the moment,
Night said to refresh,
Works said to enjoy,
Challenges said to analyze,
Problems said to endeavour,
Achievements said to thrill,
Progress said to accommodate,
Success said to share,
Others said to give way,
Society said to return wholeheartedly,
Love said to thrive life,
Mood said to adjust,
The relationship said to entertain.


More than these –

Life said to be like nature,
Bird said to be free,
The child said to be innocent,
Aspirations said to be competitive,
Thought said to be holy,
The situation said to be meaningful.

At last –

God said to analyze to be with him.
The world is fabricated like this.

God and I

I am not beggar by birth. You, the almighty, have written passion, desire, compassion, peace, attitude of submission, inclination towards omissions in life and many more on my memory card in your language for survival in this world. I could have had your treasure intact for sailing the boat of life in your world after translating your wishes into reality. However, the memory card remained the same, but the language developed by humans has overlapped your expectations. They have corrupted it. They have become their own God to formulate favourable rules for themselves.

I am sure your language’s code has not been understood completely and misinterpreted as per will and situations by humans. They have jumbled letters to change meaning. They have changed positions of words to confuse. They have transformed and punctuated sentences to make them passive for the whole life. The memory card has been activated through artificial intelligence for worldly vices – greed, lust, falsehood, anger, fear, hate and selfishness, etc. They have modified themselves to compete with each other to be equivalent to God and influence humanity. They have intentions to squeeze the fears of humans in the name of destiny and desire of almighty. They highlight the dark side of any event to prove their relation with you, my almighty. They twist your teachings. They mend your concepts. They have unveiled many secrets of world and universe made by you, but they are not honest enough to change the age-old beliefs and superstitions for their sake. They use all comfort providing scientific advances but have grudges to change concepts because of you, in the name of your happiness and acceptance. If you visit your world sometime in the future, you may notice the gender inequality and status differences in humans only because of you. They have assigned gender specific duties, only for your desire’s fulfilment. They have status differences for their egos. But they are not capable of turning upside down. Whatever they are carrying forward, are only in your name.

They have restricted the meaning of your love to all. They love their followers for your sake. Their hate from others is an expression of love for you. They fight with each other to carry forward and to keep intact faith in their respective beliefs.

Any true follower of you faces all worldly hindrances to examine and deviate from your real teachings and is considered as a threat to old but useful and beneficial beliefs from their point of view. If he or she continues, despite all odds and shows something miraculous happenings by your grace, they treat him or her like God to worship. However, they fight with each other, for that as per their beliefs and mould his or her achievements for glorifying respective faiths. They use it as another source to dominate over others.

Your memory card is overlapped by cunning thoughts of humans from time to time, my dear almighty. Your puppets play on their own tunes in your name.

I imagine that you may be confused whenever you try to understand your world during the next visit. If you give your introduction, you would have to fit into their different types of moulds made because you have been changed by shapes, sizes, and colours. You are sometimes without shape, also. Here, wrong is right. Here, might is recognised. Here, number and gender matter. Here, every thought is to take over and change the world in your name. Here, human conditions are because of you. You will find that you are the most used and loved one in many ways.

One thing is common everywhere, that you are the inspiration and armour for all beliefs and bellicose. You will find that humans are controlling you. You will find peace broken into pieces. You will find our search of peace in materials, but in vain. You will witness that they have classified your world and made it circus. They are ring masters in your name.

Ultimately, I am drawing pleasure from the changed world, but it is not real. I am having love but not real. I am deceiting myself and only it is real. I have faith in you and want you to spread love with such a weapon that no one may write over or delete it from any type of memory card. Love should prevail. We should be media. You are the source of all.

Phase – the problem of termination

It appears that we have seen our ripping time. I told my wife at the dining table. She was taking care of my dishes and instructing my caretaker rather than my well-wisher as per my health condition. She stared at me in a style opposite to the stare that we enjoyed at a young age. Stares in the history of young age have different meanings at different times and on different occasions. I think that staring is a good, silent example of a homonym figure of speech in life. But at dining time at this phase of life, it is always used as a warning of repercussions, later in solitude in my phase of life. As usual as a right of control, her reply was every time the same related to my health issue. I always retaliated but submitted to her with pleasure.

She is my friend, well-wisher, all-weather partner and caretaker from my childhood. Yes, we have grown together, fought for silly things, protected each other and shared our toys, as we have been neighbours. We do not know when childhood friendship converted into natural love and attraction to be together. Our friendship got one more name of binding in marriage with the consent of both sides’ families.

Since marriage, she has become my companion wholeheartedly. Though we have been in marriage, yet we are friends first and we have no hesitation in conversations and giving meaning to life concerning each other with due respect. In other’s views, the flower had timely blossomed for us and our lives had been disciplined to be rational to have “our” times.

As time is like a bird, it has flown to turn us older and older. Health has sent a warning to be careful. On the front of prospects, we have been blessed with one son and one daughter, but God has taken back our parents for continuity of his cycles.

There is no need to write in detail that many concepts have changed, emotions have been saleable, relationships have been self-oriented and many unexpected heinous things have taken space with our greying hairs. But only she is with me and I may say that she has taken my all problems. I always express my indebtedness to my mother, who has handed over me to another good, sensible, supportive and comprehensive woman. She is the guardian and like a dictator for me but becomes a friend in my time of need.

After my retirement, she has become more conscious related to my health and engagements to be busy. She has a plan to pass the time without repentance on our previous life, which has seen negligence for herself. We mostly play games of our childhood to pass the time together. The only difference is that we are now freer while playing these games. But this is not the solution. We search for pleasures for our smooth survival.

Life may not always be smooth, we know. The time has changed for our son after the change in his status. He has been employed and independent. We have done our duties as parents and grandparents, but our traditional expectations have failed. We do not need monetary support, but only emotional and timely care are required. The main concern is about the situation of being one in the world due to God’s actions.

Still, we are talking about rituals. I have seen many old parents who are like us. We are happy that our children are making their way. But we are waiting for the last breath in life. We do not have opportunities to be busy or to utilize our expertise. Even print media or electronic media or other organisations take notice of we old folks at special times as a token of recognition.

This phase of the life cycle is not well planned. There is no sufficient institutional support for old people dealing with their problems. There are negligible management systems for them. An old-age care system may be evolved into an industry of professionals like health sectors. Robots and artificial intelligence may be modified for the care of older people. Olders are like children. They need care like children. They are useful with their capabilities. They may always be contributors in many ways.

We old folks need graceful farewell and termination from this world.

Beautiful

What is beautiful?

Positive is beautiful.
But negative is also beautiful,
It shows the means.
Beautiful is beautiful.
But ugly is also beautiful,
It gives comparative terms.
Success is beautiful.
But failure is also beautiful,
It instigates the wills.
Life is beautiful.
But death is also beautiful,
It hides the beginning.
Light is beautiful.
But dark is also beautiful,
It gives time and space to create.
Taking action is beautiful.
But not taking any action is also beautiful,
It may check catastrophes.

Beautiful is respective aspect.
But it depends,
It is an individual’s liking.

There are two ends that support each other and fix the limits. These are beginning and end also. These give meaning to any aspect and grace to beauty.

What is not beautiful?

Biasness is not beautiful,
It may devastate the growth.
Pretentiousness is not beautiful,
It may lead to oblivion.
Ignorance is not beautiful,
It may bring extinction.
Compromise is not always beautiful,
It may make cowardice.
Uncertainty is not beautiful,
It may check the development.

I think changes may or may not be beautiful and depend upon their repercussions.

Time is always beautiful. Time judges the time.

Beyond Limit

I want to draw a line in the sky to tear it apart to see beyond the limit. I want to be an explorer. I imagine that world as mentioned in the fairy tale – a rainbow’s swing with singing birds, fragrance in the air and beautiful flying alluring objects, etc. Light music and attractive flowers spread everywhere. A place for blissfulness full of greenery and attractive mountains. A fully balanced ecology in nature and many more beautiful things not found in this world.

If I get there, I want to bring a piece of love. I want to feel peace. I want to follow a real path of thoughts of God. I want to see the light to enlighten. I want to see the limit there. I want to meet life. If I get a life, I will request that life to seal the void. I will tell that life that I do not want to transfer the vices of earth. We eat ourselves. We eat humans. We are planning to eat Moon, Mars and the universe. We have our convenience.

I will bow in repentance to ask for an excuse to make vent from our world which is full of uncertainty for existence and always fighting for supremacy and trust. I will not bring anything from that world. I will solace myself with my situational imagination because nobody may realize the truth due to blind eyes of hypocrisy. Our wisdom is to accept our achievements for foolish paradise. We make less and devastate more to be fortune makers. It is the real truth.

If I see any life there, I will pray to God to make me speechless, blind and helpless to save that world. The separation must continue till this world becomes like that world. I want this as the fruit of my good deeds.

Problems

Problems are shields around solutions. Problems are invitations to develop solution-seeking attitudes. Problems are like special spices in life to make it easier, lovable and livable with full energy and introspection. Problems are like time-testing teachers. Someone has to break the ice to show the light of hope.

Everyone faces different types of problems throughout life as if there is no life without problems. We may say problems start with the birth of every single one in this materialistic world. Despite all acceptable facts, I think that the plethora of problems is because of our desire.

Our ancestors started lives at a time when present days facilities were not available. They might have started their lives like animals in terms of food habits and dwelling styles. They might have led lives actually with great difficulties, most unsafe and might always have faced threats to lives from animals and other creatures. I think that our ancestors might have taken steps for safety with the passage of time, noticing the behaviours of other creatures in the locality.

As a safety measure, our ancestors might have started living above the ground on trees or in safe dwellings. Whatever the steps might have been taken by our ancestors I assume that the number and complexity of problems started since then.
The moment we leave the earth’s surface, in the name of our safety, to stay a few feet high above it, we start inviting problems. The first problem for the same is to get the means to stay at a certain height. Nature is the sole supplier of such means of safety from time immemorial mainly wood from trees.

Since then we humans are facing problems to maintain that height above the ground. Problems are changing every day in many forms and ways. Now problems have increased manifold with the passage of time. With developments and technology’s upgrading, we have given birth to many unimaginative problems. Sometimes, while solving one problem, the solution has given birth to other problems.

Now, l have reached on conclusion that still we are facing threats to our lives because of our selfish thoughts.

Our ancestors started from scratch and judiciously used resources from nature as per need. But, later on, the growth of civilisations in different parts of the earth might have faced local, regional and geographical challenges as problems, followed by efforts in search of solutions. As a result, there might have been differences in mental ability, language, knowledge of nature and the universe etc. But despite differences, there was one thing in common, and that was the belief in the almighty, as a creator.

However, different types of problems cropped up when interactions between those civilisations occurred, mainly for establishing supremacy which has given birth to the rat race in the form of war and many more. In these tugs-of-war, the main injuries are born by the nature, the provider of all sorts of resources for existence.

We have advanced a lot and now work diplomatically, as such it becomes difficult to differentiate between friends and foes. The whole game is being played under the carpet. No one knows who is a winner or who is the loser but one thing is common humanity is the loser and the whole world is on the verge of annihilation as a result. Now, mother nature has started taking revenge and paying in the same coin.

It may be accepted that the thought of maintaining the height above the ground is the main cause of all present days problems being witnessed. But problems are weapons of success and survival. We should deal with them as opportunities for the sustainability of humanity. No one can ignore the surrounding for a long time. Our thoughts to prove to be in the world should be for one, everyone and no discrimination.

Disturbance

I am busy fighting. Don’t disturb me, please.
I am busy remembering your faults. Don’t disturb me, please.
I am busy recounting your mistakes. Don’t disturb me, please.
I am busy observing others for my sake. Don’t disturb me, please.

I am afraid, I am evaluating myself.
I am disturbed, I am consoling myself.
I am obliged, I am bending myself.
I became human by killing an animal in me.
I am becoming an animal again by killing humanity.
I am changing my face into many faces.

I am hurting,
I am healing.
I am gaining,
I am decorating my inner home.

I am one,
I am for someone.
I am yours,
I am submerging my hidden thoughts.

I am flaring,
I am engulfing.
I am helping,
I am checking.
I am deteriorating,
I am succumbing.
I am denigrating,
I am relinquishing,
I am enjoying it.

I have drawn a line,
I have made a barrier,
I have sent a list.

My almighty –
I intend to understand your creations. I want to leave all my bad habits for my sake to enjoy your world, made with expectations. These are my disturbances. I am the dweller with unclear thoughts and an unknown future. I want to be to meet your intentions and live a life of your aspirations. I want to forget myself and my whimsical reasons to change interests for you. I want to follow your rules. I want to be lost in your search. Please remind your mind to this heinous world.

Acknowledgement

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.

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.

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.