Why The Prejudice?

Our parents love us. They only think the best for us and it’s very natural for them to be protective of us for we are their prized assets. Their lives revolve around us and I’ll forgive them if, during our childhood, they leave us bereft of certain experiences only because they think it’s dangerous. But sometimes what starts as protectionism from parents, if let out of control, ends up culminating into a barrier for us to experience our true being. They try and change things in us without knowing fully the implications it may have on us later.

One such phenomenon in our society is parents trying to change the dominant hands of their children. India is a land of a trillion mesmerizing things and one of them are superstitions. And it is quite natural that some of those fallacies are built around the taboo that is associated to the use of left hand. Let’s take it from the top when the child is born with a dominant left hand. A child is born with no such knowledge and if the behaviour is never interrupted, he may never notice that he is out of ordinary or ominous in any way. Imagine how normal his life would be. However, if he hands over his money with his left hands in our society, he is asked to change the hands first and then give it again, for it is wrong to hand over money with left hands. Now try and concentrate on the dilemma and embarrassment a child would face when he is asked to shy away from the most mundane inclination of using his left hand and he isn’t wrong at all. Superstitions such as below have forever kept as befooled –

  1. Performing any ritual with left hand is ominous and God won’t accept your gift. Really? Don’t our religious books say that you are perfect in God’s image of a perfect child? He only asks you to be in gratitude for the gifts he has rendered to you and a left hand is one of them!
  2. We’re also deterred from using our left hands to eat or cook and these limitations are most commonly dished out upon females who use kitchens more than men do. It is claimed by various studies that females are lesser prone to be born left handed and so, if ever a female around us is a southpaw; simply observe the uniqueness without judgement and prejudice.

Now recall the Indian hygiene habits in our Indian toilets. Do you think that’s where everything went wrong for Indians who were born left handed and then were forced to change their dominant hand? Wouldn’t correct hygiene habits get us rid of all the dogma? Had some of the famous southpaws been scorned for using their left hand, we wouldn’t have witnessed those Amitabh fight scenes that we whistled on, or Yuvraj’s 6 sixes in an over, or that first over hat-trick by Irfan Pathan against Pakistan. To sum it up, DON’T EVER meddle with the intuition that your child is born with.

Future Haze

It’s always been a mystery to me how people can create their future in their heads and act accordingly now. For me my future is a blur. I’ve always been the reactive kind, dancing to the tunes that life plays for me. I’m so involved in my today that I hardly ever get time to think about tomorrow, bless those who can see others futures too. Is it intuition that they talk about? Or are they simply differently gifted? I believe I am gifted but my gift lies more enjoying my now than going after something that won’t necessarily be there for me as I see it.

Some people tell me that all it takes is knowing yourself better, knowing your preferences and an inclination to act to your whims today. That’s what I do I guess but when I ask questions, they tell me I have to set an intention for whatever I want to achieve? For which material goal should I set an intention for when nothing material interests me any more. My goals are all subjective like attaining total freedom, from the society, from the corporates, to find out what I’m here for and simply go after it.

I guess I need to fill myself with love and abandon all fear to attain what I’m after. Just on course though, to don’t know where, and while I’m at it let me say thanks to all the lessons I’m learning and how I’m being enabled to shed and heal.

Taxes

Taxes. We all pay taxes. Taxes are what enable a government to run a country smoothly. They tax us for everything – eating, drinking, driving, living and sometimes even thinking. We’re taxed for everything. Some pay it lump sum while some like me, pay it in pieces through the year so I’m not found begging on the streets for that particular month. For how much I earn, I pay 3 months salary as my tax, not to mention what I pay outside of it in Value Added Taxes and Service Taxes.

Well aforesaid taxes are what we pay to the government so we aren’t declared outcast or aliens on a land that we so deserve to live on, no matter which country or continent. We also pay a few other taxes of which one is the tax of expectation to our society. And we pay it day in and day out. This isn’t monetary – well in some forms it is as well!

Right from the day we’re born, or let’s go further back. Right from the time, parents either decide to have a child or that sperm gets loaded involuntarily, doomed is that little cellular structure. All those sperms that never made it, expected to perform, died trying – they paid their tax for being incompetent in death. But they were lucky for they had a safer death. The one that made it, frankly never got to do that small victory dance! 5 weeks later, after growing enough, it starts receiving medication and attention and is never left alone. Just enough space to survive and thrive in. Outside that tummy though, unknown to that little thing with no brain, are soaring expectations. Sons will make a doctor, daughters will need dowry.

We are and were all doomed to end up the way we have. Only a few escape the clutches of their parents, only to end up getting caught in the frenzy called OUTSIDE WORLD! The rest pay taxes like me. We’re salaried/businessmen/doctors/artists. That little brain of ours works day in and day out to earn a living. We’re shown the door for being ourselves. We’re influenced, lack originality, and life as I see around us, sucks beyond belief. Mine does. No other example is good enough.

Next we’re married, expected, not to find our true love, but to give the parents a child that can carry the family name. Some of us find that true love, while some unlucky ones get caught out at the hands of vicious wives and husbands. These other halves tend to have their own expectations that are levied without permission upon those super-burdened shoulders. They want your money, your social status, hold no interest in your parents, and love remains unheard of.

Every single moment of our life is built from expectations. Your own and others too. You want to do well all the time. Who wants failures, for failures are rejected. Expectation though means fear. We keep fearing for our destiny and forget to live our life, the only thing that’s in true sense perishable. I’ve done this for 30 years everyday and every single minute and find it extremely tough to pull out that magical moment from a work day, to pull out of this vicious loop that I’ve gotten into.

And so I write. I write to vent it all out. But watching all of those who wish to earn through writing, I am tempted everyday. I want to raise my expectations from my blog. I want to raise my expectations from a solitary talent called writing. I want to do this everyday and every minute. But am I good enough? I fear for my destiny. I fear the unknown. I fear that I may lose all that I possess. My possessions matter. They’re there from sheer hard work. Day in and day out of doing something I hate from the core of my heart. Nothing I do during my day makes any sense. There is no satisfaction.

I want to earn more money. I want to rise higher. I want to see the world. I want peace. I want no expectations. But how do I say it – I can never rid myself from temptations, for I’m human. I’ll fall and rise. And it’s my expectations from my life, that make me brave these everyday storms to remain standing tall and writing about them, talking about them, and sometimes even laughing about them.

The only way I see that I can escape expectations is to let go – let go off the people who hold us back. Let go off the material that binds us to temptation. I may attain peace, but then isn’t even peace an expectation? Isn’t peace taxed?

P.S. – This is the hardest prompt I’ve ever tried! I can really go on and on about it, like write series but it may get so depressing that you won’t read beyond the second half of the second edition itself.

Pizza’s and Such!

My life is a pizza not many relate to. It has toppings that some like, some don’t yet everyone cherishes! I can’t very clearly define my codes for life (the ingredients) because they keep moulding with every different asshole I meet in a day. But I can certainly try to enumerate them and lets see how it goes. This is a one of a kind exercise and hence, today’s daily prompt will be some fun for me –

1. I don’t give a fuck. I live this line every moment. No matter who you are, what you do, and how you’re related to me (unless you are my family) you can expect a middle finger on your face with a disgusting expression that may spoil your day. Beware!

2. I mean no harm. I am a man of very little means and whatever I go about, holds a meaning solely for me and not you. You were never in picture when the thought crossed my mind and never will be. Only exception is when you’re already informed to hold your pants up to your hole else you may blow in your undies!

3. I respect everyone and this holds till my face emanates acceptance. If I don’t respect you, you’re probably lucky to even converse with me.

4. I genuinely believe in intelligence and logic. You may argue that these terms hold no meaning in certain situations and that some humans coined them for their own perusal but my point is straight – these terms define a territory a human mind must function inside. Anything out of them, must say fun on the face else you don’t deserve my company!

5. Savor my attention. You won’t get it often.

6. My world doesn’t abide by stupid social norms. I do what I do because I want to do it and never for any other reason.

7. Regarding society, it mustn’t exist except for exchanging food. Food says love like nothing else.

8. If you’ve gotten me disinterested, I’m already not listening. If I’m sitting there, trust me that I’m getting paid to do it!

9. Regarding things materialistic – I love Maggi, Pizza, green vegetables, and home cooked food. I hate mostly nothing (that’s because I can’t remember what I specifically hate right now).

10. I’m a great friend and an even more unrelenting foe. I never forget either.

This can make for a great introduction, right? But people tend to run away from people like me except when I’m funny or talking about love.

Thanks for reading though for it was even more fun writing!

Lets see how others walk their lines –

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Finally Awake

I’m now fully awake. Couldn’t sleep all night ‘coz of cold and FUCKING LOUD SPEAKERS!!! What kind of God would need chanting from a loudspeaker that disturbs other tens of thousands of sleeps??? I mean seriously ridiculous were the fucking songs they played on those BRASS BAND speakers – severely auto-tuned shit that none on this planet, singer included, would now understand!!!

I hate waking up during early hours and this day may just have had all its wheels unbolted as far as my mood is concerned 😦

Regarding waking up, guess I’m right – I may be fully awake now. For all these years of this shitty life, my perspective of love may now be finally changing.

For Scorpions like me, love may be another form of clue about another person, about how they perceive us and how, in return, must we perceive them! We want logic to justify all our thoughts and hence, we try and delve into knowing things about it that most people would mundanely skip.

As it turns out, love for me is respect. Respecting others choices after properly evaluating myself that the choice won’t hurt them. And what if, even while knowing the choice may hurt, someone goes on to accept it and not shy away from pain? I would gladly let them accept it maintaining my respect for the choices they make in their own lives. For I have now given up stamping my piece of mind on people who would never accept my criticism or advice. In the end, all that effort is totally futile.

I once thought I could explain to someone what her relatives were doing to harm her and how for the sake of their own health and others,  she should start taking actions and doing what not, to never let them step on her foot again. Now since they were her brothers and sisters I was talking about, after 3.5 hours of non-stop ranting, all that she had to tell me was,”Well, everyone has their opinions and so should you”… What the fuck!!!!

I was really disappointed, not by her, but on my insistence on letting her know about the exact truth and then I realized, it’s all futile. People on this planet have totally stopped taking advice till they really want them. No one gives a damn for the goodwill gesture you are trying to do and in all probability you are the one who will end up on the losing side, in that, they may charge you of cooking something up against them! What the fuck has the world stooped down to??? I say world because the people I’m talking about are my world!

I have now woken up to the feeling of absolute loneliness and accepted the fact that no one actually wants me around for most of them run away from the truth and prefer to hide their face away behind that veil of social fervour. No one wants to face the truth around me anymore. I’m not saying I’m all truth. I’m just saying very politely that I’m the face that may just make you cringe down to your last bone by showing you ugly ass face to yourself. Don’t get offended but false pretences around me just don’t work anymore.

For all you know, you may lose all my respect and as I said earlier, my love for you too!!!

Why do we need a God to worship?

Who is God?

Where is God?

How does this God help save humanity as a virtue?

Why do we need a God to worship?

What is God? Is it so important for the world to have him around so that they could build their faith on an absolutely non-existent entity? Have we seen him? Don’t we believe in the phrase “Seeing is Believing”? Do our grand-parents tell us stories about how God was born in their age and how he could do the amazing things that we, with such a devotion read in our holy books?

According to me, “God” resides in us. The better we get to know ourselves, the closer we get to him. God is a power bestowed upon us by the mother that gave birth to us. It’s also a power that slowly becomes unrecognizable due to a meek human emotion of self-pity. Now let us read why do I say this –

I’ve had a very normal childhood. My parents serenely believe in God. They pray before the idols, taught me to pray before the idols, and I even prayed before the idols. But I never felt safe, secured or loved by praying. I just never have. The only thing I feel secured with are my thoughts. My thoughts about how to take the next step in my career, how to start my preparations to fulfill my next objective and so on. Things that only make me strong. To think about the pros and cons of everything I have done and make sure that all that I do doesn’t hurt any one directly or indirectly. There is no God involved in my thinking. I have a quiet confidence in myself that everything that I do will only be for good of myself and others. Simple case of humane thinking. I do not plan to go on and win the world. I plan to go on and lead a simple life which my family and the people I love adore and that’s how I plan to win my small little world. And I’ll say it again – there is no God as an entity involved in my thinking – only trust, faith and quiet confidence to be a human who loves himself and others as much as he expects others to!

How does self-pity affect my own Godliness? It doesn’t. All that matters to me is my future along with the well being of all the people I love, adore, respect and care for. I don’t think there is a single task that any one of us can’t do in our lives. Frankly I just don’t have time to crib about people and things that are immaterial to me. We are capable of a thousand things and will forever be until we get over self-pity. It is negative, it stops us from being positive. It decelerates our progress. For a better perspective about self-pity, try the following link –

http://www.livinglifefully.com/selfpity.html

Then why do we need to worship idols built of stone? Why do we even need to consider energies emanating from them and believe that they are built for a purpose, a purpose of human emancipation?

This is because a few knowledgeable saints in our past recognized that God resides in us and hence, decided to show us their own image of God. And they were right. God is a human form of strength that resides in each one of us. We only need to recognize it.

Lets just discuss the past.

First we were fighting each other for basic amenities as food which then was abundantly available as hunting, pastoral and horticultural societies. Then we were fighting each other for abundantly available land in agrarian societies and so on. Mankind has lived in a society since forever and for that matter, every living animal lives in one or the other form of a society. We wanted to live in societies to be close so that we could protect each other, look after each others backs when required – which required trust. A society then was and still is a necessity. This trust could have had multiple meanings and humanity therefore required a means to devise the quantum of trust that would make each one of us more suitable to be a part of it.

Mankind was way too evasive and negative when the concept of God emerged. We could never see ourselves putting our faith solely in ourselves and in each other because we considered and still consider ourselves and all around us, flawed in one way or the other because that is human nature. But in “GOD” as God, as an entity, we were able to consider it supreme because it would never answer back and then we would be at a liberty to assume answers that suit us better. We then become free to do what we like and then the consent to our deeds is universally granted from every living human being who would believe in God. This way we also gained confidence and lost most of our confusion as we now had the affirmative nod from the “Supreme Power” above us!

The lesser we believed in God, the lesser we trusted each other. Although, this method had and has no problems in its own right, but mischief mongers would normally – even today – try and get the better rights and better means to be at the highest ladder in this society. This is a natural algorithm of survival. Some live high and some live low. Some believe in living higher and hence, they try and acquire all possible means to get to where they want to. And then there are people who aim as high as they can but due to some difficult circumstances never make it there. And they either end up being somewhere in the middle or get thrown down the ladder and try and survive with the third group – people who never wanted to make it big. Their place in this world according to them has been sealed shut even before they were born. And so they stay at the bottom rung of the ladder along with some of the failed ones.

Each of these categories could have lived happily together if they had perfectly understood their places, their limitations, their powers and that how they all-in-themselves create the perfect harmony and balance in this world.

The distinction between each of these categories in itself is never the problem. The problem lies with the greedy people who amplify the division, who feel that causing the world to divide would benefit them more over others. They are people who can never see the world as a happy place running in total harmony and a staccato rhythm.

Since these greedy people knew that the greatest benefit could be reaped when humans stood separated, they decided to create distances among people. And since they couldn’t find anything physical in humans themselves to separate them from each other, they used the human psyche to do it (psst… they will eventually use color of the skin too but that for later). They used human beliefs and their faiths. The beliefs that identified every human as an intellectual individual. They played with their minds. These distinctions now allowed those greedy ones to give roles to humans inside this manipulated society. Some would serve in the name of God, some would work for the humanity in the name of God, some would be the work-men who would give to the servers and the worshipers and the rest would be the out-caste who would have been ousted based on their colors or family backgrounds or something that would be completely unacceptable at the time of this differentiation. All of this only to divide humanity.

Now who is this God that they decided to distinguish humans upon? A belief. An idol that was put up in the sacred room so that the out-castes aren’t allowed to even touch or embrace them. A belief which now powered the people who had the means and the said power to rule over people. In all of this mayhem, common people eventually forgot that the God who they initially worshiped as their keeper of faith, was now just a means of their own agony.

And so, in the name of God, the powerful became even more powerful and the oppressed became even more oppressed. And why? No one again taught the first fact of Godliness and even if someone did, could have only managed to convince only a few who lost their drive to spread the message due to all the negativity and social responsibility that the life brings with itself for every human. Living a life now is a bigger pain than anything else and all of it because we fail to understand the basic concept of a God.

We often say “God is one”. He obviously is because he resides inside us. This is why God is same for all of us because he is within us. He is equal for all of us. We just need to recognize him better. He is trust, faith and hence, the ultimate progression of life.

So, as per me, who is God?

– my faith, knowledge and the truth about myself.

Where is God?

– it’s within me.

How do I worship God?

– have faith in myself, know my limitations, respect them and eventually break them to know and recognize a better world.

How does this God help save humanity?

– I now respect responsibilities – mine as well as others – and never interfere with them, because every human has a purpose and they must be allowed to deliver upon it. I can only help people meet their goals. This way we look after each other, trust each other, have faith in their beliefs and never break laws that are setup by the people who see everyone as equal and who are like-minded and believe humanity to be sacred, to save us.

Am I an atheist?

– No. I believe in myself. I have faith in myself and I believe, so should everyone.

Disclaimer:

This is something that I have always believed in. I may be unintentionally stirring up a controversy here and I would gladly accept any criticism and support that would come my way but I can say it from my heart that I am not writing this to hurt anyone’s religious sentiments. I am just trying to ask a question because people around me who genuinely believe in God haven’t been able to answer my questions.