Escape...

On my way to university I happened to see a group of construction workers having their breakfast.It looked like a not very delicious curry and dry pieces of chapati.They were sitting in a circle and relishing the same with some easy banter.I was given to thought for a while after that.It was predictably on the dilemma of poverty and a low key life so called.Easily forgetting all this in a while in the bustle of the day,I was reminded of it with fuller force only at the village trip that I had been to from college.To see fellowmen in these conditions is uneasy to take and gulp but you most of the time give yourself enough reasons to convince yourself of whats generally called "God's Work" or them being used to that kind of life.You give yourself assurances about their strength to assimilate more strength in dire situations and say if God has put them there,he must have given them the strength to take it.This theory may be true,but the motive with which we gain refuge in it is false.This is done to acclimatize to the shock of seeing something or someone in whose situation we cant imagine to be.Even sympathy tends to flower from these feelings of empathy so called, so that somewhere someone up in the heavens will laud and therefore reward our generous hearts.And fear is the best remedy assumed to keep away from facing reality per se.

In the chaos of today,it is a norm for the youth to entertain weakening emotions such as sympathy and fear towards harsh realities or just forget them as soon as possible and get back to the rosy side of life.Romance,money,everyday schedule,the thousand casual doubts and meetings that help us spend the day and be done with it.The focus so mostly tends to be on what to become and what to gain.Where to go or how to be,because these processes help us forget the present and provide circumvention from the ugliness that the present holds in its sway.Too many troubles to engage with,innumerable obstacles and challenges to deal with,and not a thing seems to be going the way we want it to.So what can be done except escape? therefore the fantasies,desires,complaints,imperfections,flaws,fears and rest of the story.

The secret lies in the fact that the gain is not outside but within.Another saint in the making you are thinking? No.Seems to be true even at the most reasonable level.The outside is imperfect and is meant to be,as all is matter and matter.A state  of perfection is a futile fantasy when imbalance is the principle behind existence itself.For every good,there is equal bad in ordinary parlance.So every ideology and every ideal will have a flaw.Its inevitable.Their expression has proved a basic flaw that has made the same possible .To be conceived by the mind is in itself degradation as it automatically comes within the purview of the senses.So only that which is beyond,is beyond taint even.So the theory that the senses cannot reach it.Logically it follows that there is nowhere to go,nothing to be ,but ,ALREADY IS.The delay is in the unveiling of it.Removing superfluity and thereby exposing the nakedness of what is and not has to be.,

Its been long since I wrote for the blog.There has been enough writing in the English course I am pursuing and therefore the brain saps at the thought of still extra writing.But I can resist no more...

.I just watched a documentary on Women who had to take up male-oriented jobs during world war 2 to survive and help the men engage wholemindedly in the war.They spoke about what it was to be a woman then,to work,love,relish every moment,lose their men and so on.To the end of the short film there was this one Grand old lady who said ' todays young take so much for granted and are greedy for more.They dont understand what it was to live then and to be content.They get it easy'.
I find this truth etched in every moment of my life.I deem my share of struggles to be intense and moan over every damned inconvenience,when everything from paste in the morning to bedsheets for the bed are provided for.Working is not mandatory,playing is.cooking is not a must,eating is.stitching is an art and wearing a colorful wardrobe dignity.No nonsense is tolerated and very possession is guarded as if last.Nobody condones a trivial error by another towards them as its a matter of "hauteur".how dare he say that to me? how dare she do that to me? is the stance taken.We do not know what it is like to live for a meal,to clothe for safety,to speak for survival and to work for peace. Frivolity and a false sense of self importance prevails in the youth today and the moment the edifice of the assumed support is taken off,all is gone.Its just that nobody dares to think of it and take it for granted that life will not change its face towards them.They revel in their secure loneliness and the ambience of family flattery..For all the arguments being engaged in in classrooms and restaurants,to live and live truly is different and no child's game.