And After Death…They Lived Happy Forever!

Each morning while travelling to my office in HiTec City from Kukatpally in Hyderabad, I pass by a very special plot of land. It not only attarcts my attention everyday, but also makes me think. I have a strange sense of sadness and also a very light tinge of happiness too!

I am sure, you must be wondering what’s so special about ‘this’ plot of land. Well, this is a graveyard (for Christians and Muslims) and a cremation ground for Hindus. Interestingly, within the same plot of land, divided by man-made short walls, broken at places to break the continuity)!

Due to a huge traffic jam everyday, my official cab, stops in front of the gate of this graveyard and cremation ground, for sometime. I try to read the names of the dead, engraved on the tombstone and the graves. It gives me a strange feeling: While we are alive, we bind ourselves within the confines of relgious boundaries, so tight that we forget that we are human beings first, and all human beings are bound to perish. The only difference is that, some of us get mixed with the soil, while others turn into smoke.

The final destination is the same. And that is, we get back to “nothingness”.

When the end is the same, why stretch ourselves to such religious realms that we can’t even live peacefully with each other?

This reminds me of what Bulle Shah has beautifully said:

|| Gal samajh laee te raolaa keeh
eyh Raam, Raheem te Maulaa keeh?
||

Meaning, “Why all this commotion if you claim understanding?
Why this fuss about calling Him Ram, Rahim or Moula?”

Real Beauty: As I See It!

You will never know the meaning of ‘beauty’, until you see and feel anything that is ‘ugly’.

A fisherman can see the beauty of a huge net filled with fish, after a hard day, toiling in the furious sea. But, a buyer in a smelly noisy fish market will only see the ugliness and filth!

A farmer can see the beauty of heavy rainfall, when he sees his fields green with crops, after a long spell of drought. But, another farmer who is ruined by floods caused by the torrential rains will see only the ugliness left behind by the receding flood water.

A poor daily wage earner can see the beauty of a plate full of rice, after a hard day at work. But, a wealthy man can’t see it.

Ask what real beauty is to the one who has just got his eyesight back after years of darkness. But we, with eyes and vision crib about over-growing population and pollution, doing nothing about it.

Lovers who meet after ages of separation, ask them what real beauty of togetherness is! While most of the urban couples waste precious moments of togetherness in quarreling over petty issues and satisfying their ugly egos.

We all can see and perceive beauty, but real beauty is anything – animate or inanimate, that touches our soul and gives us boundless joy.

In my words I conclude,

|| Kuch to hai jo khoobsurat hai..
Meri aankhon say zyada, meri rooh ki zaroorat hai
||

Some feelings are safe when kept unsaid….

Some feelings are safe when kept unsaid: A desire, a fantasy or may be a fear!

We are born human beings first, later come all relationships. So, we understand our individual feelings ‘the best’, better than anyone else.

But many times, we feel like speaking out our worst fears, wildest fantasies or deepest desires before someone – a friend, spouse or sibling. But it isn’t that easy.

There are fears associated with this thought: Fear of losing someone’s faith or trust on you; Fear of being misunderstood and fear of being ridiculed. All these reasons are enough for you to refrain from venting out your feelings.

What do you do when there is no ways to ventilate your feelings?