Saturday, December 29, 2012

A Protest against thyself!


Its been a hectic week for my countrymen and a confusing one at that, at least for me. Reading the compassionate posts on social networking sites, watching people going to protest marches, thinking about whats going on in the country, baffles me. If something of this nature would have happened a few days back, my initial reaction would have been to do all that is being done around me, which is justified. But this time around, I have not been able to express myself, form a reaction although the society, more connected than ever, tries to force a reaction out of you. The people around would try and judge you from your reaction, they might try to place you on either side of the protests. 


I am not trying to take sides, or act too smart by being judgemental about the entire situation in the country, be it the demand for bills from Parliament or better law and order, or safety for women. First, as a person, as a citizen, I have to understand myself and ask whom we are protesting against. Government? Politics? Indian Culture? Or, is it a protest against oneself, anger against your own thoughts, identity and being. May be the most infuriating aspect for any young passionate person today, be it a girl in New Delhi, or a young boy in Bangalore, is he or she don't like being a part of this culture, this nation, because of what we have become. For me, the disconnect has been ever growing from last many years. It might be most comfortable to be disconnected and be happy in your own world, but this disconnect is not comforting at all. This is a disconnect with a part of oneself. But this disconnect has helped me dig down deep as well. 

I feel these protests are necessary for waking up the sleeping law makers or decision takers for  short term but a long term change demands deeper soul search and awakening inside. Its very exciting for our generation to speak out, be heard, walk out and shout or express solidarity but it would be a shame if we just go back to a our routines after a few days. If in a a short term, one case decision goes as expected, its not a success, real success would be if these kind of social failures and awakening movements inspire the inner being in some of us and we become a part of some serious solution building. It would be a failure if it doesn't inspire young generation to become politicians, law makers etc, it would be a failure if it doesn't inspire us to vote when the elections come. Yes, protests are a part of the solution but not the solution in its entirety. 

In my honest opinion, the real solution lies elsewhere. Today only those people can express themselves through logical protests, who are well educated, only they can understand what is right or wrong for a civilised living. Only they can do well in Life to earn a living, to marry, to satiate sexual desires and learn to respect social norms, respect women. Just for a moment, try and imagine the circumstances which brings the demon out of a human being. The illiteracy, poverty, lack of entertainment, lack of sexual outlets and so many other factors combined. We, the educated ones, think how can this be? Its such an impossible behaviour, such a shame. But the problem still remains. Its the huge, unfathomable gap between the educated and the uneducated. The uneducated person's plight goes unnoticed as he, by default takes up the role of a criminal. What we see in a criminal is a reflection of lack of education, respect, both sexual and social, and these fundamental problems can be addressed at the grass root level only. Better law and order would only support this solution as it would instil fear in the sick minds and help us avoid such situations. 

If we want to become a civilised nation, we need to educate people right from childhood. If we have so much rage, and if we cannot jump into politics or law making, its understandable, but we all can contribute in spreading education and awareness in the country by doing our bit in smaller sections of the society. So, creating Facebook groups, expressing your angst here and there is not the solution but only an expression of concern and initiation of a solution.

Only education will make this country better. And education will not spread until unless passionate youngsters start contributing big time. So, even if we get motivated and exercise our voting rights, we might still be a minority and the corrupt politicians will gain the necessary votes from the uneducated majority, and nothing would change. Even if we succeed in bringing some improvements in bigger metros for sometime, nothing will change in the barbaric villages, or inside the households where most of these crimes take place. 

And let us remember the law of conservation of energy, if we can channelise our energy into productive solutions which help spreading education and building a civilised society then it would be the right lesson learnt from the soul searching Or else, we would end up being tired, frustrated and go back into our shells or end up protesting more, against none other but oneself.

So, let us put an end to this protest against thyself and engage into some productive solution oriented work, as it is high time. We cannot demand anything from others if we cannot lift ourselves up and start contributing our energy for Nation Building. Yes, the protests are an important tool to initiate a thought process and create awareness amongst the political class and people of the country but we will need consistent efforts in the right direction to make our nation a better place. If we can build a nation with majority of its people  belonging to the educated and aware class which will lead to a nation with better  politicians and consistently good governance, better culture and better law and order systems, all our concerns will fade away.

I hope I have learnt my lesson and I hope I keep doing my bit even more aggressively now. I hope….and I believe….that Sun will rise and end this dark night!

Cheers

Saurabh








Sunday, December 23, 2012

Back to school called Life!

All of us have talked about this one thing in Life, some day or the other, all of us have entangled ourselves into variables of Life and tried to solve the seemingly complex equations to get a definite solution to the ever pervading problem, as we define it. What is that one thing? I will define it with two words: "PURPOSE" and "DESTINATION". As both of these are related. Try and ask yourself, how many times have you thought about purpose of Life and destination of this journey? 

Let me digress from this question and let us go back to a very familiar environment which we all loved. A classroom. A school. The teenage. Well, we all want to be back there again, don't we? Let us ask ourselves, why? Why our minds are stuck in schools and colleges, why all of us sound the same when we talk about "THOSE TIMES"

Were those times so ideal that our mind gets so desperate to create a virtual house and reside in there forever. A house which is a part of that phase when we were students and loving every bit of this Life. When we never thought of those heavy terms as stated above and we just loved living without getting too serious about it. The answer lies within. The so called complicate equation of infinite variables  can be solved if we are ready to become the same person that we once were. A person was competitive trying to attain one's peak potential but still grounded. A person who had the so called negative virtues like HATRED, JEALOUSY, BACK BITING, SELFISHNESS, etc etc. The qualities with which the creator has blessed us all with. But when we made the tough transition from the study environment to the so called COMPETITIVE WORLD where we are expected to face everything independently, there is something which we changed deep inside and all these negative qualities started to take toll on us. The former world was far from ideal, but it was full of fun, we still miss it, there were ups, yes, but there were so many downs as well, then still, we do we miss it. 

May be because, people told us to move on and become an independent human being who is a part of the RAT RACE. Do a job, curse your boss, leave one company for salary hike, plan investments, marry, raise kids, take care of parents, and keep moving up the professional ladder. Well, there was one thing which we just left behind and that was the understanding of our role in this Universe. The role of being an ETERNAL STUDENT in a classroom called Life where all that matters is the knowledge we gain from the journey, we learn happily, we give tests, sometimes pass and when we flunk, we learn and keep moving, we have friends, we love our trips, our fests, and we keep moving on without burdening ourselves with self expectations. 

Today, we feel stressed, we need meditation and we talk about spirituality lessons to take us to a higher level of self consciousness. We expect ourselves to be perfect in every role and be happy always. But how is it possible to be blissful when we have forgotten what our role was? Suddenly we have changed the picture of Life from being a classroom full of adventure to being a battleground, where there is always sadness, stress, loss of life, attack on each other, blood stains everywhere, noise, people in pain all around. 

Let us go back in time and let us re assemble on a cozy afternoon in our classrooms, let us become innocent again, let us be mischievous , full of energy again. Let us enjoy the adventure called Life and forget about destination as there is none. Life is a continuum. It will never end, so there is no destination. There is only JOURNEY full of ups and downs, full of the scenic views and the rough roads,  of vehicle breakdown, motion sickness and also full of laughs, merry and eternal bliss. Let us become a student who is keen to absorb knowledge on every step of this sweet and sour journey. A student who is ready to learn and improvise, and has only one self expectation: TO BE ABLE TO LEARN AND IMPROVE. And who has only one motive: TO RELISH THIS GIFT CALLED LIFE

If we all can do that, the world will be a better place full of happier souls, Life would be like an adventure which never ends. 

Cheers

Saurabh 

Friday, September 21, 2012

Musings: A role so miniature!


Musings: A role so miniature!

Sometime ago, or rather, a long time ago
The cosmic energy gathered and under the effect of a force brutal
Scattered into elements so miniature that they still seem so big to us
The scattering, the divisions and the multiplications of the energy carried on...
And born were we, born was I, some little tiny portion of that energy...
So naive to call myself "little"...comparisons make me disappear, well, almost
Time I had, time I took, and the little energy gained wisdom...
Or so as they told me to believe that wiser I am or may be, they are
And a few days later, emerged a question...so profound, so amusing
Few more tiny and wise energies asked me "what's your purpose of being here" 
And the quest began, the unending journey towards a non-existent destination

Some termed it evolution, some adaptation, and some called it a quest for superiority
Taking impact  as far as possible with ego as the epicentre, is what is seemed to me
But I was engulfed, addicted, theatrically, as I assumed a bigger role on display
As, easy it was, to ignore the length of the act, and focus on the page of a long script
"Wiser" I was becoming, smiles reflecting the pride and the sarcasm 
The words were impactful and so was the motion...
Part of the growth it seemed to me, making me happier and wilder
I attained a few peaks, relativity being the king of the moment
And then, all of a sudden, voices of other actors reverberated 
Leaving me silent as I walked off stage
And watching others perform under their own misconceptions of longevity 
I faded across the aisles amongst the crowd…
An impact so short lived, and a heap of questions unanswered…
Is all I could take home with me…

Damn evolution and damn superiority, a diluted identity and an inferior soul were the remains…
I had all the time in the world to think about it, and so I did
Moving closer, layer by layer to the inner realms of my being
The layers so polluted by the smoke of the fire raised by the "pertinent" Question…
I reached for the cleaner inside, untouched and ever diminishing…
On the brink of extinction, I could feel the concussion of my soul…
One question, perceived so big, could lead me to jump into an endless Gorge…
Surrounded by shrinking walls and full of noise…
I closed my eyes and realised I was in a dream…
Reverse of reality had become truth of my Life…
I fell asleep…and touched my subconscious…

Next morning, woke up to a brighter day…
Looked in the mirror, the pride had gone from my face..
But the smile remained, subtle, self contained and blissful…
May be I had not answered that question, but it was sleep full of a deep realisation
A tiny portion of the cosmos I am, and few questions are beyond my scope…
The day I find an answer, if I do at all, the peripheries will expand to generate the new ones…
And the energy may leave this shell, disgruntled and entropic 
Too serious I had become, about the search for answers…
The process had become a punishment, leaving trails of tears behind…
But now, I felt I have made peace with the Universe again…
Realised how tiny I am and only how impactful I can be…
Its not a process of answering man made questions…
But enjoying the cosmic realm as we walk across…
The energy inside, if it leaves us at peace, and ordered…
Someone else would have it gleefully…
I stepped out of my house, and met a few older friends…
Struggling, fighting, searching, hating, running….and asking…
The same old question…"Whats your purpose of being here"
I smiled and kept walking, whistling to the tunes of the nature!!!


                                                     ....Saurabh, 20.09.12, Bangalore







Thursday, September 20, 2012

Musings: The paths shall cross!

                                   Musings: The Paths shall cross!!!

Sounds of the cowbells, from far away
Green prairies all around, and the talking birds
A walk in the nature with thee
The path so common, the destinations unknown
Hand in hand we roamed, Oh! the endless conversations
Seems like a dream so close, reality so distant
I am here in my own peripheries, self defined, self contradictory
You are there in some of your own, bound and tied
Life goes like the music, rejoicing, sad, introspective….Oh! the variations
Leaving childhood behind, we have caught hold of the variables
Receded away from the constants so loved, here I miss them again
When I look back, I remember those sweet boys together
With an endless quest for joys, and unfailing love of the process called Life
Aaah…we have become serious now, or so as they expected us to be
All the talks of purpose, ambitions, destinations and scale
Happiness rooted from within, slapped onto us, so peripheral
The never converging paths, thoughts the same…
(Sigh!) I hate the divergence my friend…

Life is a great teacher, 'ideal' and pathetic students we have been...
Learning the needless, to clear tests so spurious..
Forgetting the soulful lessons, the building blocks;
Oh Yes, we have performed, and we will, in eyes of the trivial-
Home, the definition of which has been so skewed,
Our home, is the world we had created, we belonged to
The new home, is a deviation from our own imagination
The reasoning beckons, so does the disturbing truth!

Today, I can only ask myself, will there be a convergence
Will we meet again, in the real sense, will we belong again
Hope is never lost, the foundation we built was strong
The one of optimism and peace and bliss
I hope every moment and I seek every second
Those silent corners of the world, with sounds of wind and water
And our conversations, loud and silent
I seek, those peaceful places of the soul full of togetherness
Full of Universe and of our being
I hope and I seek...
The paths shall cross, I tell myself…
Paths shall cross once again my friend!!!

                                                                ....Saurabh (18.09.2012), Bangalore




Saturday, April 14, 2012

Winds of Resurrection

Thinking about the tragedies we, the Human Race, have inflicted on ourselves...remembered few words written by me many years back...


Just a look above, dark clouds, do you see?
You can ignore, but I know whats troubling thee
Peep inside, try and ratiocinate, find reasons for sorrows grave…
Oh Human Race! its time for resurrection, be brave!

Violence needs termination, no more blood shed,
The rivers and the oceans, someday, might turn red..
Let realization emerge from thy heart, feel others' pain
Things we dream to attain, will fall apart, what will we gain?

Let the demonic hatred fade away…
Let obscure nights end, and let the world see a brighter day
Hey Supremacist! God created us equals, all the same
Let the world live and grow, nothing's left in your lost game!

Emancipate the earth's crying, salvation-desperate soul
Let a fresh breath pervade, lets set a new goal
Let fresh emotions take stage, old ones were fake-
Let us live freely, without putting Life at stake!

Open your plugged ears, wake up from thy sleep
Listen carefully, do you hear our Earth weep?
She seems helpless, as the sinner is you, the one
Reason for your Mother's tears, all due to you, Son!

Lets, together, wipe the red tears from her face…
You are the last hope for thyself, Human Race!
Come on, lets get up, the time has come…
Its resurrection for me, beginning for some!

                      Dedicated to us, the beautiful Human Race!

                                                                         ….Saurabh