Apr 16, 2013

The Atheist in Me



"In the face of all that is so wrong with the world, the very worst thing you can do is survive. And yet you must survive. It is this dilemma that makes us believe and cling to the lie that we have a soul, and that there is a God who cares about its fate."


I had been a God fearing person and have always respected in the belief of the people and their religion. Since childhood I have been made to visit temples and stand in long Q's, as i saw people standing around me begging for their wishes to come true in front of some power whom they call God. But lately I tend to disagree with this concept called GOD. 

The quote mentioned above is a line which I read from a book which i was reading through and it stuck to me. Is it not true, the whole idea of this GOD and miracles is so fake and made up. The rules made by some people born long ago just to create a fear and run this world. We live in a world which is like a State of Fear. What I feel is that this world runs of fear and as a matter of fact, whoever has tried to overcome this fear has ruled in this world.  When it comes to GOD, we have a fear embedded inside our minds that we are being watched by some invisible force, who actually have hired an accountant and keeping records of the good and bad things one is doing. And based on that we will have our fates and life fixed. How convincing and easy it was to handle the state of affairs with this fear inside every living human being. 

Does it really happens? If that was the case, then I guess all the criminals across the world should have rotten to death, but that doesn't happen. But what we see is, some innocent people get killed under the rubble of illegal buildings, beneath the rich guys cars and then their kids roam across the streets as orphans. The world looks at them with hatred and punish them more. What wrong they did? The only mistake i could see is that they took birth in some poor family. 

This is a topic of debate and as I write this post, I know what all i am writing will be total rant, because whoever reading this will be having some fear in them about this thing called GOD. I somehow have lost the belief that there is some power which actually takes care of the world. Everything is in one's own hand, the power is inside you. You can't get peace sitting inside a temple if you have some major issue going in your life, while you can sleep peacefully in a scorching sun, if you are at peace from inside. The confidence to face the world comes within and nothing else can bring it until you have faith in your own self.

The world is blind and have its own angle to look at you. And for those who say that there some power actually, If that is the case and someone is actually managing the world then MAN, that person needs to improve because right now IT SUCK's!!!!

Apr 14, 2013

Maut Tu Ek Kavita Hai...

In 1971, when Indian Cinema was at verge of new dimension, a movie called Anand was released. A film about a man, who knows he is going to die, a man who knows that life had been unfair to him, but he then teaches the world how to live. I have always loved to sit and watch that movie again and again and always tried to live as per a dialogue in that movie "Zindagi lambi nahi, badi honi chahiye". We should not try to live longer but live life kingsize. 

Lately there was a phase when i wanted to live longer but then again I was not liking it, and then something happened in my life. Some losses teaches you many things and reminds you some forgotten lesson. And then i recall this poem of the same movie 

Maut tu ek kavita hai .. 
mujhse ek kavita ka vaadaa hai milegi mujhko .. 


doobti nabzon mein jab dard ko neend aane lage 
zard saa cheharaa liye chaand ufak tak pahunche 
din abhi paani mein ho, raat kinaare ke kareeb 
na abhi andheraa ho, na ujaalaa ho, na raat na din 
jism jab khatam ho aur rooh ko saans aaye . 

mujhse ek kavita ka vaadaa hai milegii mujhko .. 

Translation


Death you are a poem.. 
a poem has made pact with me that I shall meet her .. 

when drowning pulse will bring on painful sleep 
when Moon carrying her yellow face will reach horizon 
when days still in water and night close to shore 
there is not yet darkness, neither light, not night not day 
when body is gone and soul still breaths. 

a poem has made pact with me that I shall meet her ..



It reminds me that Death is something that will come. So instead of trying to live longer in the way I want, I am accepting what is coming and going to live the way I used to. And will wait for my poem to end. ;-)