Tuesday, 11 October 2016

Just a voice over the phone...



We talk endless nights on phones
We skype when seeing each other becomes a vital need
We look and mark up holidays on calendars
We discuss, we plan and we save to meet the expense,
We book tickets; we wait impatiently for the day,
We travel long distances,
We keep in touch to coordinate
And then we finally meet...
Hearts pounding in the anticipation of the moment,
Eyes bright open gazing at each other adoringly,
Lips that inevitably give in to a charming smile,
And arms that clench each other into a warm embrace.
That’s particularly the moment when you feel the long awaited tranquillity...
We talk, we laugh, we party, and we try to clench the losing sands of time
But then we hug and kiss goodbye
And go back to being just a voice over the phone.
                                                   




                                                                                            

A train journey during Simhastha Kumbh Mahaparv

What is religion?  Why does it demand so much from its followers?  How can a person, in his/her old age find so much devotion to travel such large distances in such excruciating conditions in search of something which they themselves are uncertain of finding...?

These questions come floating into my mind as I travel home, with all the academic year-end luggage from college, in a sleeper class train in the tormenting heat of May, in a train for which I paid thrice the amount of the base fare for ticket to the agent who got me last minute booking, and realizing that the sleeper class I boarded was worse than the general class, because of the “Simhastha Kumbh Mahaparv” going on in some place beyond my destination.

Now this was not just some other train journey when we encounter heavy rush. Rush because of competitive exams seems legit, when students, in their early twenty’s struggle their way through the test to grab that one seat for which thousands aspire. Neither was it the rush of the season of holidays, when families and groups of friends plan vacations away from the comforts of home to find solace. All that seems so sensible. But not this one. This particular rush was of old men/women and middle aged men/women, of sadhus and sadhvis and of naga babas and small time merchants and also all other sorts of people seemingly going to attend this Simhastha kumbh – which is a fest held at supposedly that miraculous time of the year or occurring once in a couple of years, when the planets and stars and the nakshatras (as the elite priest association would argue) align themselves in some particular position, and the river Ganges (which is just another river important to a region as it suffices all the water needs of that particular region) becomes holy and pious, and a dip or two in it would endow them with eternal health, peace, prosperity and oneness with god.

But is it sufficient to take a dip in a river and be able to wash oneself of their sins, when they’ve either erred or committed all those crimes, unknowingly or deliberately whatsoever, throughout their lives? Are they not being utterly selfish, or as I feel, trying to be too credulous regarding this theory, of seeking forgiveness for their sins without realizing that they trouble people and damage resources throughout this path of salvation?

(image merely for reference) source: internet

They force the reserved passengers on train to adjust with them and their luggage, or as I saw from my top berth, block the passage and inhibit movement completely, and get into arguments with those claiming their seats. Women keep on singing hymns and prayers in a chorus, litter all the place with their food stuff and heighten the already high summer heat inside.

Now one might judge me to be someone possessing a sense of superiority over such people and such sections of society; but it’s not that I just scorn at these people and their misery; I do empathize with them as well. These women sitting on the floor of the coach in the passages between seats looked miserable, their heads covered with a end of their saree (as it is mandatory in some orthodox Indian families) – which veiled their grey haired or patchy or hair-less scalp, which has been a result of lifelong poverty and age taking its toll on the body. They seem somewhat lost, their eyes gazing endlessly at a point, interrupted by small conversations and periodic chanting. They seem to fool themselves in the name of devotion while they know it all along, that nothing is going to change their fate. They are sick and tired but still pushing hard, finding it satisfactory to curse those who hurt, and bless those who help during their whole journey. Preconceived notions and superstitious beliefs so well interwoven with their souls that it paralyses their logic and sense of rationalism.  

They call the river holy but pollute it by bathing in them in such huge numbers, submerging in them the idols of gods and goddesses (i.e visarjan), even defecating in these rivers, and hoping and believing for the river to purge their souls as a matter of an obvious fact.
And as to the fact that it is holy, we can gather numerous incidents of mishaps and accidents occurring in such “holy” places like temples and “teeraths”. Why would god do this to his followers? It’s because we’ve gone too far in pleasing him. God is not demanding, it’s the religion that demands in the name of god.

So we should understand that it is high time we started differentiating between spirituality and religion, i.e. the religion in all its ritualistic form. We fail to understand what started then as basic social teachings in that era, have transformed into superstitions and hard-and-fast rules of religion in the present day. Spirituality in its very basic meaning refers to be in a state of harmony with oneself, and creating a clean and peaceful environment around to achieve perpetual happiness. A rational and logical approach to everything helps us attain this state of harmony with self as well as the surroundings. Senseless pursuance of rituals that no one knows why they’re being followed or performed but followed/performed  just because the religion demands, is nothing but blind faith and foolishness.