Monday, November 17, 2008

"Quick, those in fear stand around me"

I have had enough of writing on the ‘deeply’ sentimental for the time being. Human mind is like that; it soon tires of the same stuff and seeks variety (Wow! I have to congratulate myself now. You can’t beat me at it, it seems! ) If there is any thing interesting in life that is this possibility of pursuing different aspects of phenomena that you see and guess around.( have no fear, like always I have absolutely no idea what I am talking about!)

Well any way, in my on going battle with my own total ‘sense’lessness I have had the occasion to study the works of greater sillies than me, namely the philosophers. I would say nothing about ‘mad’maticians. I hold them in holy dread (some have guessed it already). But philosophers other than Bertrand Russell, (Oh how I suffered when I was going through his “An inquiry into meaning and nature of truth!” If that is the name of the book.) are after my own mind.

Some of them are so cute that I often quote them in my own wonderful works of literature and philosophy( in my dreams of course, for I haven’t yet been able to find time to write any, I listen to the FM radio throughout and after the inanities they dish out I am too dazed to think even- they should give me an Oscar or at least some cookies for my perseverance in listening to absolute poppycock they serve); I often think that I might be the answer to the quest of finding a philosophical giant in the present day India. The poor land had produced every sort of magnificent fool in the past and is now suffering from a lack of them. I might be the undisputed leader among the emerging ones.

Every one seems so very intelligent these days. Have any of you looked at the serious faces that we have now. Switch the Idiot box on and watch some discussions on it. Let us forget the stuff that they are discussing, look at those faces and listen to the wonderfully capable way that they express themselves. The other day they were discussing whether there is Hindu terrorism in India. There might be, but the panel and the audience was so wonderfully intelligent that it became suddenly a threat to the ears rather than the society.

Why should there not be Hindu terrorism, there are all other varieties already, it might freshen things up a bit, you know, intolerance is a wonderful feeling. It is like meditation, it excludes everything else from observation. It holds only one truth aloft, the truth about how right you are in believing in the things that you do.

These are all ways to get out from the tedium of being always with your own selves. No one can bear their own company; it is the most terrible of all horrors which could happen to you. Young minds know it the most, they do not now what to do with their lives. They are not provided with any believable aims in life. And after our own struggle for independence and the fall of the soviet block, there is generally an air of disillusionment, a feeling of being cheated by the elders. (God I am pretty good at this shit!)

You can’t blame them if some go after pleasures of all sorts; some goes after mysticism like me in their younger days. And some become goons and some become bigots. I have great compassion for them, they are sincere and honest, they are like children who implicitly believe in whatever they are taught, and what do we teach them really? We teach them platitudes and we firmly believe that these are going to save them in life.

Let me ask you, did these save you from anything at all. Think hard and think true (I can’t do it myself that is why I am asking you to do it), what did you get? You are perturbed I know, you are struggling with your own selves, you can’t give in to the temptation to say that you don’t know. Instead you look me down and earnestly call “Aiappaa, Holy mother of god, Allah, Rabba and inanities like that (You believe that I will rot in hell for saying this don’t you. Well let us see about that! This is what extremism is about. This is the sum and substance of intolerance)). You do not even understand those terms do you? You have never seriously looked at them. They are not really inane in themselves, they become so the moment you utter them without understanding them a bit. You think that they are out there in person to save you from trouble. Even the Marxists have of late taken in to calling Lord God Karl Marx and Bhagavan Engels to the rescue every time they feel at a loss about anything.

These are the times of confusion and disillusionment. Though we all call gods to our rescue, we all would like to be gods ourselves. Yet we never questions our beliefs, we follow orders without thinking about them. There is enough media intervention to make you dumber and more servile. The most learned would find it hard to voice a single original thought. Have you seen the cattle being led to a slaughter house? Most of you are being led so. What about your own holy self you ask? Well I am not any different; I too am being led knowingly and even unknowingly. But I am putting up a stiff resistance to it. The apologists of the system have a bloody fight in their hands.

They may scoff at these words, but the fact is that they are afraid of me; they do not like people who question everything and laugh at them to their faces. They are out to get me and this is no megalomania. Every one is roped in and the word is spread all over the place to watch me. It is not because I am important in any way. It is only because I irk them.

The strangest thing about it is that the left and right and the middle is of one mentality in this regard. Both the devil and the god go hand in this. The devil begins its scoffing by hitting you below the belt and the god begins by banging on your head. The devil projects the images of the bestial and the god tries to disown you intellectually. There is one blemish in their schemes though, as I remarked earlier too. There is no possible way of ousting me from the world, for it would crumble in my absence. Fat words you think? Think hard and think true again, this is no metaphysics as some think. This is the physics of a true nature. Even the most insensitive would have to realize this fact sooner or later.

And yet you think we can teach the young something! The cowardly can not teach any one anything. Well they would not understand it even when it looks them in the faces. They have this wonderful habit of saying.

“Quick those in fear stand around me!”

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