I remember Him many a time,well much in advance of times when I perceive I may need Him,esp,His grace,so that he doesn't identify the 'kaamchor' streak in me.I make prior plannings as to how to woo Him and make myself sound very genuine and truthful!But destiny struck me bad,I cribbed,I grumbled,I pelted uncountable stones at Him ,held Him responsible for whatever bad that has happened to me as if He had been the architect of all the designs that the landscape of life depicted at this moment.I have thanked him merely once or twice,not more than that, for for the innumerable outstanding ,happy moments of my life.There were plenty of such events when my dreams met their desirable ends,when lovely ppl entered my life and showered huge amounts of love on me and gifted me with precious moments,when I myself made my family proud, with lil efforts from my side and He doing all the rest.I called it Luck then.It's like this huge carriage of sins that we carry on our brow beaten backs,already bent with innumerable agonies and not to forget,the cult of selfishness and faces bright with the poise and charm of morality very deceptively wrapped in a flowery,pleasant sheet ,with an under cover of an ugly,puny,stinking layer of hypocrisy.I prayed hard for it happen.I recited all the shlokas i knew,made huge promises to Him and even gave him a proof of my memory by chanting his hundred names that i was forced to learn as a kid.I touched thrice every lil piece of God i came across,very religiously and fearfully ,feathered them to my eyes making sure that my eyelashes touched them lest He sensed my disobedience.I even wrote on wish stones,making myself an educated illiterate ,trying to fool Him.I am sure He would have for sure enjoyed the whole drama,and in fact would have laughed his head off.Karna in The Mahabharata,though a Pandava,remained loyal to his word and instincts,and fought against truth with all his mighty valour.Karna or Karan today, is not just only one of the many Ekta Kapoor's unending list of male chocolate boys ,tottering in the dominance of their female counterpart .He and his qualities are a phenomenon,a castigating yet appealing feature,be it his act of kindness,his limeage or his tolerance.Apart from showing thighs to Draupadi and invoking the wrath of God,Karna happens to be the favourite of many ppl I come across.On the other hand,there's this brother of Ravana,Vibheeshana,who,technically should have been the hero of this age old epic because it was he who fumbled out the secret of Ravana, that his life lay in his stomach,while Rama,the shurvir prince kept hitting the faces of the demon king frantically,only waiting for them to re appear.But he isn't really worshipped,leave apart paying him the respect due.Reason simple-He was a traitor.Even the prophet himself vituperated the class of hypocrites,who ,sensing the danger ahead,refused to fight the holy war against the enemy and ran away.Some even collaborated with the enemy.He calls them Munafideen and orders the highest level of punishments to them,where their bodies would burn in hell,Religion ,God ,spirituality-I understand them but i dont belive in them-I like reaidng bout them but i don't actually think they can work wonders-But yes i took it for granted ,blinded with the aspirations of making it big with He lifting me a lil.The whole transformation infact,a ready transit from a poly bag of sense to a mountain of non nense,opportunistic flattering,blatant bribery, shameless meekness and deliberate,temporary subervience.Thoroughly irrational!!!!Thank You God for making me realise that you are no traffic policeman or a muncipality dead dog picker who would readily accept my calculated offerings and gift me with things I doubt I deserve.Thank You God for showing wisdom,Thank you for being what you are and teaching me devotion isn't a illustarted weekly or monthly article that comes with a price and looks attractive, or the flakes of ripe red looking watermelon that have this seemingly promising gaurantee of soothing ur over heated bowels.Thank you God for giving me tough exercises to practise and yes ,punishments too for trying the other ways to beget grace!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Thank you god!
I remember Him many a time,well much in advance of times when I perceive I may need Him,esp,His grace,so that he doesn't identify the 'kaamchor' streak in me.I make prior plannings as to how to woo Him and make myself sound very genuine and truthful!But destiny struck me bad,I cribbed,I grumbled,I pelted uncountable stones at Him ,held Him responsible for whatever bad that has happened to me as if He had been the architect of all the designs that the landscape of life depicted at this moment.I have thanked him merely once or twice,not more than that, for for the innumerable outstanding ,happy moments of my life.There were plenty of such events when my dreams met their desirable ends,when lovely ppl entered my life and showered huge amounts of love on me and gifted me with precious moments,when I myself made my family proud, with lil efforts from my side and He doing all the rest.I called it Luck then.It's like this huge carriage of sins that we carry on our brow beaten backs,already bent with innumerable agonies and not to forget,the cult of selfishness and faces bright with the poise and charm of morality very deceptively wrapped in a flowery,pleasant sheet ,with an under cover of an ugly,puny,stinking layer of hypocrisy.I prayed hard for it happen.I recited all the shlokas i knew,made huge promises to Him and even gave him a proof of my memory by chanting his hundred names that i was forced to learn as a kid.I touched thrice every lil piece of God i came across,very religiously and fearfully ,feathered them to my eyes making sure that my eyelashes touched them lest He sensed my disobedience.I even wrote on wish stones,making myself an educated illiterate ,trying to fool Him.I am sure He would have for sure enjoyed the whole drama,and in fact would have laughed his head off.Karna in The Mahabharata,though a Pandava,remained loyal to his word and instincts,and fought against truth with all his mighty valour.Karna or Karan today, is not just only one of the many Ekta Kapoor's unending list of male chocolate boys ,tottering in the dominance of their female counterpart .He and his qualities are a phenomenon,a castigating yet appealing feature,be it his act of kindness,his limeage or his tolerance.Apart from showing thighs to Draupadi and invoking the wrath of God,Karna happens to be the favourite of many ppl I come across.On the other hand,there's this brother of Ravana,Vibheeshana,who,technically should have been the hero of this age old epic because it was he who fumbled out the secret of Ravana, that his life lay in his stomach,while Rama,the shurvir prince kept hitting the faces of the demon king frantically,only waiting for them to re appear.But he isn't really worshipped,leave apart paying him the respect due.Reason simple-He was a traitor.Even the prophet himself vituperated the class of hypocrites,who ,sensing the danger ahead,refused to fight the holy war against the enemy and ran away.Some even collaborated with the enemy.He calls them Munafideen and orders the highest level of punishments to them,where their bodies would burn in hell,Religion ,God ,spirituality-I understand them but i dont belive in them-I like reaidng bout them but i don't actually think they can work wonders-But yes i took it for granted ,blinded with the aspirations of making it big with He lifting me a lil.The whole transformation infact,a ready transit from a poly bag of sense to a mountain of non nense,opportunistic flattering,blatant bribery, shameless meekness and deliberate,temporary subervience.Thoroughly irrational!!!!Thank You God for making me realise that you are no traffic policeman or a muncipality dead dog picker who would readily accept my calculated offerings and gift me with things I doubt I deserve.Thank You God for showing wisdom,Thank you for being what you are and teaching me devotion isn't a illustarted weekly or monthly article that comes with a price and looks attractive, or the flakes of ripe red looking watermelon that have this seemingly promising gaurantee of soothing ur over heated bowels.Thank you God for giving me tough exercises to practise and yes ,punishments too for trying the other ways to beget grace!
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