My role

I am in search of my role in this world. One may preach to me as per ones thinking. It is the easiest job to perform. The onus of outcomes of my role will be solely mine. I may bear it. I will have to bear it. But my next question will crop up for further roles. So my role appears to be unlimited. Then I may search limit of unlimited for peace.

I have played many roles in worldly affairs at certain times as per destiny. Does my destiny fix my role? Destiny has given livelihoods and relationships for nurturing the future of self and generations to come. I have played my roles, like an ant to hoard before the rainy day, like a cow to give milk to rear offsprings, like a lion to protect my supremacy and like a rose flower to spread good fragrance etc. I have played my roles during thick and thin. I have played roles for the happiness of my dependents. They have accepted me as per their need and they have become independent. I have donated to religious places to express my gratitude to the almighty. I do not know the fate of this act. I have given alms to the poor and needy. I may have not been hundred per cent successful for all. I have tried to go beyond my limit for all possible efforts but I am to play a role other than these roles to prove my birth’s meaning as I am the most developed creature of nature. So my question is valid, despite all roles being played.

I am searching for my real role and meaning in my birth. I do not want to be limited but unlimited to all and sundry. I want to be like the wind for breathing to every needy creature of nature. I want to be like fruits bearing trees to cater to the needs of all. I want to be like a flowing river to ultimately meet the ocean and lose my existence in it. I want a role to be part of the ocean of almighty like a drop of water. Before that, I want to be light to remove the darkness in my heart and mind.

My almighty this world has several distractions to curtain your presence. So in my next birth make me blind with your glimpses in my eyes only, as I am fed up with worldly affairs. I want only one role to be yours and for you, forever. May this be my last birth and I rest in you my almighty, in the deep ocean.

What is mine

The sense of belonging may be considered the universal truth. This sense is the bonding for togetherness. This sense has repercussions on the development of thoughts of ownership, conservation and preservation.

Those who pretend as relinquishers also have interests. I have in my memory the childhood story told by my beloved and handsome grandfather. I was a very stubborn child and used to cry about not getting the desired toys or anything till I got it. I was not knowing to give or share anything, even with my siblings. Then, it had been by habit. One day the same thing was in progress, but this time my grandfather was not in the mood to succumb to my habit. He took me to a house where a child was playing with self-made local and cheap toys given by his father who was not as wealthy as my grandfather was, it appeared. The boy was very happy and invited me to play with him. I played with him in the open ground, ran all around and learned a lot about sharing and giving. I was happy that day. Still, I remember, that my grandfather did not say a single word. I had got a lesson that sharing had real joy. After a few days, I was given another lesson that I came on this earth with nothing in hand and whatever I had, were earlier others’ belongings. So nothing was mine.

We get nothing from ownership of worldly materials but temporary satisfactions followed by cravings for another item. It is a never-ending process. Though we know all from our forefathers we forget it in the nick of time. Any power gets the work done.

We may compare ourselves to the construction of a building. We get construct buildings at selected sites with the erection of frames having holding and sustainability capacity with a particular life period of existence. We construct buildings for different purposes and uses. Accordingly interior of a building is designed which may differ from each other. The tastes of the master and members of the family are also reflected.
At last, after all, worldliness, the fate of a building depends upon the nature of its dwellers and other unexpected situations. But who is the owner of that house? In an actual sense, everyone is the owner because ownership is passed on from one to another at a suitable time. The house is one but the master changes so no one is the owner but everyone is the owner.

Likewise is the case with all of us. The almighty, before whom we all have to surrender someday, indicates that we are having none of our will to say something or do anything without his permission.
He has put the soul in a strong frame of a skeleton with an outer protecting skin cover and many functional systems comprising several organs fitted within the frame. Some of the systems are functional from birth while some become functional at a particular, appropriate time of need and age. The control of all systems is coded in a complicated brain which makes everyone different from each other in behaviours, compassion, submission and protection etc. All scientific developments have not reached the level of solving the complex structure of the controller’s brain. It is a simple looking most complicated structure of almighty.

When a simple creation of God may control the whole body’s systems then think of the unimaginative power of God in controlling the world. We may think of other creatures of God and should be thankful to him for the fraction of controlling power given to us. But alas! this gift of the body is not permanent and is taken back by the almighty at the defined time prescribed by him. The time of departure may or may not be the same for everyone but it is certainly played.

At last, my body is not mine. I am a custodian of it. Then what is mine? Why am I involved in worldly affairs? Why are all these show businesses of might, fight and supremacy? The almighty knows and enjoys.

Once again I am remembering the story told by my grandfather when I was a stubborn child. Nothing is mine.
I have come into the world without anything and will leave it with nothing. I have come from the invisible and I will return to the invisible. Whatever role I play is not written by me but is being played by me and written by a controller, the God.

Is soul mine? The Indian Sanatan religion in the pious book, “the Gita” says that the soul is also because of the almighty. So the soul is also not mine. Whatever, I do, all because of that almighty. Then what is mine? Nothing is mine but everything is mine for satisfaction and happiness for a short duration.

I am grateful to almighty that nothing is mine. Everything and everyone is from him and for him. I am at his disposal. He is my master and I am free of all encumbrances. May God bless all.

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.

Finish

The finish is an important word which is for the beginning of the next. It is an encouraging action and acts as a bridge to cross the hurdle. We always listen or are given instructions to finish first in many activities, in day-to-day working at different places – homes, schools, offices, factories, game fields, businesses and battlefields etc. This word has a cosmopolitan culture and universal acceptance.

The emotions, attitudes and style of saying this word may differ according to time, relationships, mood and places etc. If a mother says this word to her child who is unwilling to drink milk or wants to miss the meal to play with friends outside, the emotion will be mixed with love and a little bit of fictitious anger. Father’s attitudes toward finish may be different at the time of the study, play, entertainment, eating and sleeping etc. for the same child. There may be love or anger or both. Here, the finish has the hidden attitude of preparing the child for the future with discipline and many more to assume as per traditions.

In offices, emotions and attitudes related to finish may be as per hierarchy, quality of work, importance, target, achievements, emergency, behaviours and timing etc. In schools, the finish word has very important relationships between teachers and students as the future of the students and the nation are shaped there. Their love, attitudes and emotions etc. change frequently or remain for longer durations. This never changes the feelings of students toward their alma mater. On the battlefield, the finish word is mainly related to life to win the war for the safety, security and progress of the country.

Such is the difference and vast implications of word finish. It is the time tested that only the finished, may not return but bring new options.

Finish may generate ideas to be good and give lessons to improve. It may be inspirational and may be the reason for innovations. Even the finishing of life, termed death, of someone, beyond return, imparts spiritual knowledge, thinking, meaning and aim of life. The finish is path maker as per profession and path breaker as per action. The finish gives space. The finish gives chance. The finish is always with the beginning. The touch of the finish line in a game gives many things – name, fame, inspiration, money and a new beginning. In life, the finish may merge with God for salvation. Even incomplete FINISH is worth it for the future.

The ” Who “

One day,
Every day,
Happenings happen.
No one may be fully confirmed,
About the world’s formation,
What does come first?
What, why, when, how,
Questions start from them.
But I think,
” Who ” is more important,
To begin with.

This ” who “, defined, as per faith, is behind all….. This all may range from tiny, invisible to visible ones.
This ” who ” has all commands and knows the secrets of – why. ” Why ” may be because of commitment or intention or anything beyond our analytical skills.
” Why ” might have given way to – what. This ” What ” might have a large canvas to be used to translate the whole document into reality. The timing and sequence of origin and evolution of creatures along with specific roles might have been decided by the controller ” who “. That might be relevant to ” when ” and ” how “. This ” when ” might have been the most important in space and time for origin, growth, development and modification etc. and ” how ” might have defined the method or path of appearance in the world.

The ” who ” might be having very sophisticated and ultramodern laboratories, beyond our imagination for all creatures. There might be many supercomputing and analytical technologies as assistants to the ” who ” to take a final decision on the shape, size, role and importance of every creature to maintain balance and sustainability.

I think, to make the creative world competitive, attractive and creatures engaged in doings, the ” who ” might have given ‘ hunger ‘ to every entity. This common hunger has been playing a vital role since the beginning of life and the present changing world is the outcome of this.

This hunger is an important aspect in completing the purpose of the life cycle in every creature. Because of this, we are together in relation. This hunger changes its requirement when it comes to satiating the brain which has been given by the ” who ” to every creature to explore the secrets of the universe – the playing field of the ” who “. If we think, assume and analyze from the beginning of life, we may find that the hunger of the most developed brain is the main reason for present-day problems in respect of different nations, religions and attitudes etc.

It is beyond doubt that earlier humans might have developed humanity after several fights and knowing their futility. We should think about the ” who “, to make the world lovely, romantic, and liveable for all, together with good thoughts. We may do it if we think of that almighty ” who “.

Beauty

The flowers have a beautiful rose,
its beauty is protected by thorns.
Life has games,
its beauty is shown by emotions.
Speech has motivation,
its beauty is decorated by words.
Nature has actions,
Its beauty is expressed by habits.
Touch is the beginning,
its beauty is to allow for allurements.
Memory is to the brain,
its beauty is to forget.
Knowledge has wisdom,
its beauty is known by the implementation.
Time is powerful,
its beauty is to always change.
Grief is teaching,
its beauty is removal.
Failure is a lesson,
its beauty is the path to success.
Power is to protect,
its beauty is to pardon.
Religion is a path,
its beauty is to show the truth.
The relation is needed,
its beauty is to have faith.
Sound is vibration,
its beauty is the origin of music.
Parting is treacherous,
its beauty is a reunion.
Liberty is cosy,
its beauty is discipline.
Love is God,
its beauty is to sacrifice.
Death is the conclusion,
its beauty is to be unforgettable.
Beauty is beautiful,
its beauty is to be meaningful.

Almighty has beautified nature by creatures and for creatures, to be optimistic to do beautiful things for all. Though everything is beautiful at its respective place, in time and space, the real beauty is adjudged by an individual as per liking, attitudes and needs etc. Beauty is a binding force for the amalgamation and continuation of God’s desire. It is hope. Beauty should be beautified for the sake of humanity and God. God has beautiful desires for humans.

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.

Helplessness

Grief is my grievance.
Wealth is my mirage.
Wage is my incentive.
Pleasure is my flower.
Peace is my need.
The fight is my end.
Might is my dedication.
Honesty is my friend.
Jealous is my degradation.
Anger is my downfall.
Justice is my right.
Defeat is my firmness.
Failure is my path.
Comfort is my superstition.
Laziness is my enemy.
Proudness is my confusion.
Greed is my illusion.
Lust is my continuity.
Senses are my hindrance.
Knowledge is my weakness.
Wisdom is my foolishness.
Tension is my earning.
Wish is my loneliness.
Fear is my hurdle.
Word is my condition.
Expression is my emotion.
The mood is my sedition.
Truth is my problem.
Thought is my revolution.
The decision is my resistance.
Growth is my temporary phase.
Love is my will.
Generosity is my life.
Worshipping is my belief.
Religion is my faith.

I am sinking and the world is interpreting me like that. I am loosing my chance and the world is advancing like that. I am meeting the challenges and the world is changing. I am moving and the world is fixing like that. I am revealing and the world is assessing me like that. I am meaning and the world is reacting like that.

I am in the hand of the world. I am in the hand of circumstances. I want to be your pet my almighty. Here people hate living ones and love dead people. I am alive so they don’t love me. Their selfless love is nothing but show. Their respect is positional in working and conditional in notions. Their religions are situational and used as weapons of love and hate. Their worship is far from you – the reality. Greatness is their hidden agenda. You are divided. We are divided. I am helpless. May almighty make everything only one to avoid any conflict. May the world be in God’s reset mode.   

Departure – A story for compromise

Where have we reached? Which direction are we going? Have we expected this? I was with my oldest friend. We started our lives together on this earth on the same date in the same village. What a miracle we are together since then – in school, in service and after retirement. So we are one soul. We know each other better than our parents.

God has given us full support with his blessings. But at the last stage of life, my friend is very disturbed because of his granddaughter. She was good in health and wealth but her married life’s conditions took the shelter of court for friendly separation after three years of married life. He was perturbed. Whatever was earlier considered unacceptable, is happening friendly nowadays. No one wants to compromise or tolerate odds. Why should only I? This question is worse than hell. In our time society, relatives and family members could not tolerate or accept such thinking. Marriage means, being together forever. It is made in heaven. But, now it has a different approach. My life is mine. My decision is for my welfare. My and I are first. My family and your family or many other factors are also playing roles.

All changes in the thinking and society took full review in our minds. We were happy and together in paucity.  Now, our limitations appeared lovely. We had roots intact and love to love all. Our homes were first on the priority list. Our expectations and anticipations were close-knit with family, friends and society. 

We accept that women have been the worst sufferers due to full dependency on males in the family.  We had realised it in our lives at early stages. We had seen restrictions on girl students – no more movements, no liberty, limited education and full obedience. We had read about many improvements but problems were there because of a lack of education and independence. We had realised the position of women in villages and encouraged our daughters to get full education for independence.

We accept that our daughters took care of their daughters and our granddaughters are financially independent, ready to take decisions and courageous to face problems. They are doing better and giving messages to be educated. They have taken the opportunities.

We are both friends and have witnessed developments and growth in resources of education and support to girls to be free of plights seen by their predecessors. But a new type of problem differentiating villages and cities in regards to the availability of essential facilities has taken place. Villagers went to cities, though living in miserable situations there, did not want to return to their native places. Old people from the village may not live with their sons and relatives in the city because of outsiders’ feelings, restrictions and lack of a healthy climate etc.

Everyone in the village was having a relationship, and helping attitude during thick and thin. They were one. They had news of all. These things are missing in cities. Most of the population migrated from villages, like leaves separated from original trees and flying with the mercy of the wind. So, the history of many families is not known in the city. But in villages, such is not the case of missing family history. These all help in making discussions and taking decisions. It is very informative for an institution like marriage. It is somewhat missing in cities. Most of the marriages are solemnised only on discussions between the two aspirants or through matrimonial sites where the roles of elders in the family are to agree only. After marriages, in most cases, turmoil starts because of a lack of submission, compromise, healthy dialogue and huge differences in views. Besides these financial matters, male dominating ego, financial independence of females and family’s interference on both sides are also aggravating the relationships. Then the roles of courts for separations and freedom from misery come.

My oldest friend’s granddaughter was also prey to all such nuances and the matter was in court for friendly separation. But separation is always harmful and should not be encouraged. Two families lose good time, money, and healthy society structures. The children of such families suffer the most. My friend was very upset about the deteriorating values of life. We are the example to foreigners of centuries-old family values and cultures. They are adopting our values and we are accepting their ” use and throw ” lifestyles. What a pity? 

My friend was weeping and I could only console him. We could only help each other. We know that the reasons may be many but education has to control the mind and thinking. In the education system, another English system is playing a role? Perhaps, we may never see daughter-in-law, mother-in-law and grandmother-in-law together to retain the traditions and culture. No doubt, everyone matters but compromise may not be ruled out. We compromise at every place – education, working places, and otherwise. But we do not want to compromise on the most important aspect of life. Why? The ego of being male or female?

Earlier we had come across a case where the husband was jailed for mischief in married life, but compromise got a place after discussion and the couple is living together. Ugly separation should be the last option.

My friend said no one may be perfect with all qualities but live together with all odds, with willpower. Arguments and differences are spices in life. Now life is not easy. It is full of tension, leading to depression. Psychological problems and monetary situations are playing roles in life. We know the repercussions of fiscal positions in behaviours. We in the village face it but have the satisfaction of not purchasing everything from the market for living and meeting both ends. Most of us have our own house and produce our items for food. We live with limited resources. But in the city where payment has to be made for everything, fiscal conditions affect life and such situations may arise if there are differences in views of life in marriage. During the economic recession, we found the end of many families in many countries due to the bankruptcy of many industries and fiscal institutions etc. Such separation was rampant.

My friend became more serious and said we should take care of the future from the very beginning of service because in this world money matters more than relationships. It may bring peace at every stage of life. It may stop separation on any basis. We have travelled from the combined to the nuclear family stage. No one is ready to sacrifice for life. Growth in a career in service is more important than family. Even children are considered a hurdle in life. Is it life where no one is to share or cheer emotions of life? We are becoming a machine. Now, education on our social and moral values is a must to avoid such separations.

I agreed with my friend but not completely. This difference is the basis of our friendship. We fight but discuss the reasons for the fight. We never forget our smiles.

Am I unbiased?

It is but natural that I pretend to be unbiased. It is also natural that it is not true. NATURE has the only option for survival of the fittest as a selection procedure. The weaker one succumbs. So unbiased is not possible. Hence, for survival, I am biased too.

It started early in childhood when I got the full support of my parents to know the facts of life for survival. Because my parents knew that the world would give the opportunity through competition for selection of path to excel but in a biased manner to maintain the quality and ecological balance in the society. So, I made myself intelligent enough to fool as unbiased but in a biased manner for survival.

Present days world’s configuration concerning the difference in social and economic developments, various religious and political thoughts etc., is due to unbiased business for mankind in the name of humanity but in a biased manner. We are divided but unbiased. It is a true but pleasure-giving fictitious and deceiving concept for inviting trouble to humankind. Even the world’s written history, whether ancient, medieval or modern may not be unbiased. All are written based on available resources which might have been influenced by the then mighty and biased kings, rulers and administration or by the interests, helplessness and nature of the writers too. This possibility may not be ruled out in any Era because we are human and need survival with comforts. Sometimes, the sword guides the pen. Indeed might is right. It is always true and applicable everywhere. In modern times, we may notice it from local to national to international level.

This quality is necessary for existence in God’s created universe. So, I am unbiased for the goodness of all in the present requirements, every time which waits for none and its opportunity knocks at the door but once-in-a-lifetime. Time and tide wait for none. I could not avoid being unbiased for self’s biased attitudes. I am too biased to be unbiased.

I think there should be some norms in various fields of life to assess the unbiased and biased nature of all. In nature, we may assess the effects and actions of natural agents in the history of earth based on their present-day’s activities. I think they are unbiased in their attitudes. Such is not the case in the human kingdom. Humans’ actions, most of the time, are biased in the present day. So, this might have been the case in the history of humans. Since humans have developed brains capable to think,  conspire and do many things, they may articulate their activities in a sophisticated manner, hiding biased attitudes with the help of modern technologies and developments. The intensities and magnitudes might be different more or less with the anticipated results of somewhat same types as existed earlier in the old time.

Our attitudes may not be exactly interpreted by humans or machines but only God may know our nature of the biased or unbiased category because he is to settle our scores of doings in his created materialistic world. He is the only player who is always unbiased to impart deserving fruits of one’s actions.