Existence. You are, because
you exist. You exist because you are. Am I trying to catch the tail of the proverbial
dog that goes round and round to catch his own tail? If one tries to reach the
crux of the matter why do we exist, it boils down to, we live because we are
born and because we are born we have to live, that nobody has control over.
Long
long back had read a story by late Narayan Dharap, a noted writer who mastered
in writing about occult, mystic, supernatural and everything that’s beyond comprehension
of common, normal human brain. In this
one, he had dealt with some supernatural existence that looks down upon the
human species, in general. His argument was there have been so many generations
of humans, Homo sapiens but it seems that older generation has failed to pass
on what it has learnt during its existence, to the younger one. While forming a
new life why the partners who are learned adults can’t pass on their knowledge
they have achieved, through their genes to the offspring? The new born is made
to go through the rigmarole that we call, life. It takes years for that young
one to become thinking sensible adult, a human being. If the older generation
spent its entire life in accumulating what may be labelled as so called
‘Knowledge’ the younger one has to climb up the same steps to reach that
status. So where is the achievement? Why? And what’s the propriety? It means
Human race has to go through all the phases of evolution in one life time.
Right from one celled embryo to tadpole amphibian to a full fledged human baby
not necessarily fully evolved. If human race has to evolve more and more, the
new born must inherit the traits what his ancestors have accumulated over the
centuries. For example why the child has to learn the language his forefathers
spoke for centuries? Why can’t he just give away the gibberish he speaks in his
formative years and just starts reciting ballads, poetry or verses that have
mesmerised his past generations for years?
To
be frank for me, it’s beyond me. We have been told, it’s so and we blindly,
mostly gladly accept it because we are lazy at the cortical level, even the
gifted ones. They come out with another gibberish that fools some people for
some time and they too get lost in the stream of life, that 4th
dimension ‘Time’!
One
thing that remains constant though is, we cannot help to avoid, the wounds along
the way, however erudite we may call ourselves. Everybody is wounded. There are
few who neither make show of it, and more importantly nor try to hide them
either. They move on with the life with their scars visible, at times bleeding
but not allowing them to sway away from what they have decided to do with their
lives. Most make the most of it and shout from the rooftops about how badly
they are wounded, though in fact it hardly may leave a scar. They make it their livelihood and try to live
on the fake sympathy. There are few others who really get so wounded that they
lose the zest to live and accept the defeat on the background of life, that
eternal flame which makes the human race to go! Existence with its various
hues!
Once
we exist, we try to weave a beautiful web around us, may be a cocoon and call
it life. But once the web is formed we lose our freedom, we just cannot escape
from the web of life that we ourselves have woven. Life is not about the
comparisons with the others but it is about the choices we make. And the hitch
is everybody doesn’t get the same choices. The inequality starts from the
birth. Your gender, your colour, and your looks, every single thing stands as
an obstacle to have equal chance, equal opportunity. Right from your family,
their social and more important their financial position in society spells the
fate you are made to go through. Otherwise why do we have to suffer morons like
the Prince charming only because he has good pedigree and backstabbers from the
back door endlessly? They steal what is meant to be yours.
In
a given situation putting in all the data collected over the years, and here as
said before our genetics fails us miserably, from various experiences till then,
we make a choice. May be right or may be wrong, because we come to know about
it only after walking down the chosen lane few steps, 4th dimension ‘Time’
playing a crucial role in the background! Because it is in the background,
invisible, never can we reverse the direction and start afresh from the same
point of bifurcation, as they always say; ‘Times’ have changed!’Some find it
comfortable to be in, it just being a right milieu at the right time at the
right place for them. Others waver many a time but nonetheless keep moving on
correcting the steps as and when needed. They call it compromise, forgetting the
very fact that Compromise is cheating oneself. But they are so happy rather
complacent, that they take pride in sacrificing their soul in the bargain. The ones,
who are lost, remain always lost because they carry their wounds on their
sleeves and never allow the past to let go!
Even
if all the possibilities are taken into consideration, there is a lingering
doubt in everybody’s mind that always nags, ‘Had I taken the other path, would
it have been different?’ Rather better!
I
don’t have the answer but I too loiter on the trodden path many a time, give it
a passing thought, chuckle to myself and move on! Because I am, so I exist and
if I exist I have to live!
