Saturday 29 August, 2009

drops of moments maketh the ocean of life...

Every moment is a result of so many other moments. There are some moments, which are born bastards of some unassuming moments while some are serendipitous love babies of a romantic fling between frivolous moments. Whatever may they be, these moments happen so that they can dig out some remote uninhabited corner in our memories and settle themselves to be evicted only by the flames of a pyre. But to try figuring which moments caused which ones is like trying to answer what came first; the egg or the hen. Rather than delving into the unnecessary dissection of them, let's just experience the enigma of the mysterious juxtaposition of the moments in life. Every moment of melancholy is nostalgia of another moment of joy. And every moment of joy is a celebration of the absence of sorrow. So what is there to choose? Negating one moment is denying the other its very existence. That's why experiencing these mysteries life offers is the only way ahead. And some of these enigmatic truths are so absolute in its profundity that they are the sole reason that philosophical clichés exist. One such is--"Nothing is constant but change." While accepting a change is the most difficult of the challenges life throws at us, there is nothing to make it less difficult yet the inevitability of the change makes it look like the easiest thing once the moment of change passes away. This oxymoronic fundamental, is what keeps the rope of life stretched for us to hang onto. 

The 330 million gods and goddesses are not a mere figment of imagination or some crackpots’ invention out of sheer stupidity and joblessness. It was just a technique, devised by the ancient Hindus, to exemplify the enormity of the number of moments we go through in the course of our lifetime. Instead of us surrendering to god at every moment, which is difficult for an ordinary person to do, lets just make every moment and emotion divine. That’s why you find gods with different personalities and temperaments reacting differently in different situation throughout the  scriptures even though essentially these gods are supposed to be enlightened and all too aware. Radha became a goddess, not because she was a character with a strong storyline, but because she was the embodiment of a profound aesthetic idea: the agony and ecstasy of union and separation from the Lord.*

A battery does not have any meaning if any one of its poles is not recognized. No matter how many pieces you break a magnet into; in every piece, its south is always at the opposite end of its north. It’s nature's way of telling us that if life is a sinusoidal wave then all we need is a surfboard of a desire to live.




*This line is an excerpt from the Times of India column, Speaking Tree, written by HIMANI DALMIA in the Times of India, Pune Issue dated 27/08/2009, under the title, The Cosmic Intimacy of Radha and Krishna.

1 comment:

milind said...

hey mayur you are partly right....because peeping in mythology is a habit not a hobby. Its a habit because for me its the easiest, profoundest, highly credible and the most accessible form of treatise on life.
And secondly, why do you have to become a sage. did arjun, the first to listen to geeta, become a saint after to listening to it. Dude our mythologies have love, sex, rape, violence,action and much more. But yet it shows us the deeper aspects of human mind.