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Frail in frame, frail in heart and frail in mind,
My spirit and my faith dwindling in the being and becoming of me.
For all the heartaches and pains I ve been through
For all the passions and desires that I’ve soared with you
You remain my honor, my pride and my respect.
You remain an eternal part of me.
You and I, whose bond would not break with remorses, anger, mis understandings or verbal combats;
That may have arose through assumptions.
Assumptions, that stemmed from fear, uncertainty, distances and unmet expectations,
Assumptions, perchance, that were born from changed expectations.
Or Assumptions, perchance, that stemmed from judgements, inhibitions, or modest accommodations.
I remain a part of you, as much as you mine.
‘Coz life has brought us together in goodness, balance and strife!!!
Despite dreams and desires, looming large and bright,
But words, they are, rugged and abridged,
Curbed expressions and faded Mights…..
How could I convince you to bring you back on our resilient path,
How could I hold you on to the havens of our hearts?
Pause, and, allow the truth to unfold,
Pause, and, allow the soliloquy of our transient souls.
Hear it in solitude, and, hear it amidst our silences.
Hear it loud, and, hear it clear.
Open our hearts and welcome the song…
The song of togetherness that lingers in each of the hearts…
“You and I – don’t merely become.
You and I – remain and sail together.
You and I – were meant to be through ‘sands of times’.
To my love, my passions, my soul,
From my 💓 heart to your heart…..”
Carl Sagan said that “We are made of star stuff”, he wasn’t far from the truth, perhaps!!!There is a grain of truth in the age old beliefs probably, rather I have a scientific rationale to it;…..very much like the concept of ‘Avatar’ movie, where men kind are connected with the intricate vastness of the soul of the trees, the Nature -its natural surroundings, stars, the cosmos & the entire universe; all are interlinked and intertwined!!!
When we are broken down, we are but cells. At a cellular level, each of these cells possess ‘ENERGY’- in the form of electronic charges (atomic or molecular level). We might be polarities (anionic or cat-ionic, or positrons)-typically each based on individual person’s operating system within, or we might be polarities across varied species of ‘masses’ carrying different grades of energy, at different time points! We are a constant mass of potential & kinetic energies within our physical being…..
Many a time I am sure, quite a few of you would have felt sudden magnetic force passing through us, as we move past someone at an electrifying speed, maybe even with an absolute stranger; in either a parallel or an absolute opposite direction! They potentially could be the biochemical energies within our body, cellularly-reacting or creating a friction, converting from potential to kinetic motion whilst running, walking, or even conversing, merely gazing, smiling, loving, despising or just being irate!!! One form of energy getting converted into another form, and everything passes, gets transferred or transformed….but never gets diffused!
ENERGY never dies, as we shake hands, smile or converse, we are exchanging energy forms. In Forensic medicine, we use a principle known as “Locard’s principle of Exchange”, which states “Every contact leaves a trace”. Dr. Edmond Locard’s speculated that every time you make contact with another person, place, or thing, it results in an exchange of physical materials. He believed that no matter where a person goes or does, by coming into contact with things, they can leave all sorts of evidences, including DNA, fingerprints, footprints, hair, skin cells, blood, fibers and more. At the same time, they will also take something away from the site, with them. It would be pertinent enough to state then, that we actually “Give & Take” a piece of each other in ‘some form’ of energy, physical matter, as indicated above or objects or merely energies….’thoughts, ideas, ideologies, principles, negatives & positives’, everything……the amount of receptivity, really would depend on a persona, their energy form, their resistance or inhibitions & their spirit of freedom!
So do we create an impact on each other? Yes, we do! Each of us have but one DNA, that one unique stereotype fingerprint, unique furrows & grooves of our lips known as cheilography; unique iris that cannot be replicated, and hence used as an individual identifier in high security organizations! We can feel energy since our bodies are charged with a ‘unique DNA code’, ultra-specific to each individual; & each individual perceives and interprets that code differently based on their sensory-neural & motor receptors! You might have heard of auras…. You can actually get to see your aura under infrared waves’ photography, each being different from the other!
We’ve heard of concepts like “love at first sight” (energies just clicked) or “Wow, what was that?!” or “Who was that?!”-effect on us. Some leave us breathless while others just pass right through and through, under our nose!!!! Energies who create an impact are our “attractors”, I would call them the “positive opposites”; whilst energies who repel us are the “negative polarities”, others who make no impact are “dissimilar similarities”, not really important to us, maybe a “stable molecule” as compared to our ‘cohesive-adhesive ionic charges’ within us!!! Some befit us physiognomy wise (anatomical fitments) while some are ionic or energy fitments; and each of us striving to become a “stable” (secure) atom while managing the daily energy dynamics of the living!! Stability, maybe a soul mate, stability maybe a similar philosophy that keeps one happy within and satiated, stability maybe attainment of solitude and peace; themes, goals and ideologies….although differing across every single human being, they have to meet & mingle, without which the impact & energy is non-transferred!
And yet, coming out of our physiognomic dimensions of existence, the classified “cellular energy levels”, we actually get sucked in the vortex of the universe, become a part of the whole (cosmos) electromagnetic energy forms of this ecosystem, we become the actual electro-kinetic-magnetic forces (cells) interacting with each other at a phenomenal speed in this unfathomable vastness of the universe in space & time!
Our energies never die, even after our deaths, they are merely transmitted from one form of energy to another! Remember the “theory of transference of energy”, Albert Einstein’s ‘theory of relativity’ in physics?! ‘E = mc2’, is a famous equation based on his theory of special relativity which states, ‘increased relativistic mass (m) of a body comes from the energy of motion of the body—that is, its kinetic energy (E)—divided by the speed of light squared (c2)’. This equation expresses the fact that ‘mass’ (the human body) and ‘energy’ (human manifestations) are similar entities, changing from one form to another. Hence, when we die, energy is neither destroyed nor created, but merely transferred from one mass to another!!
Personally, I have felt the energy of the lightning pass through me once, thunder and lightning happening outside my house, as I was doing the dishes under a running tap water, my fingers wet under the flowing tap water…..
In Indian world of superstitions, ancient people used to name some people as (Vijaru) meaning – a person who attracts lightning!! My mom oftenly teased me with such folklores, as per which, she claims me being a breech presentation (rump coming first) at birth instead of the normal vertex (head presentation) of babies at delivery!!! I can defy this superstition as I am a scientific soul, and am sure you too might have by now started to smirk and mock on such inanities!!! But the truth remains, we are “electrochemical” entities, (energies) contained in a vehicle known as “bodies” (matter) that are under the influence of not only the gravitational forces ( of cohesion-adhesion) but also the electromagnetic influences of the ecosystem–get off this space, check what happens in zero gravity!!!
With time, as are modernized & computerized; we got analytical and self-absorbed in non-earthly, materialistic things! We’ve become less mindful, lesser attuned to our feelings, our core being, our core operating system and our natural precincts!!! NATURE, that nurtures & gets us closer to ourselves- the twittering of the birds has become the “twitter”, exploring nature & being in touch with its roots has always been a medium of human evolution, responsible in making our 5 key senses alert and attuned. But ‘being with nature’ is getting limited, as we are hooked to idiot boxes & computers that control our minds! We cry with the soap opera actresses, and the characters become our next door neighbors! Social gatherings and communions got converted into social networking sites like “Facebook”! We don’t have time even to feel our own breaths, our pain, our love, and angst of another fellow being, we have become immune to all emotions, hijacked by the electronic media, managing world full of stress, running towards an illusory never ending dream, moving farther from the “living of life”, left huddled in a mere cat and a rat race!
Although, I defy the thought that I am “Vijaru”, I propound the concept that when we are not in tune with ourselves and nature, we start building up energies within us-energies, that are not released! Too much of energies when built within us, unshared within our support systems, biochemical imbalances occur within our body, creating ionic (electrolyte) imbalances that are the harbinger of diseases!!! Each of us “have” to, “HAVE” to, release this energy in order to keep moving in this world, to continue being healthy, sharing & caring, being a human, propelling humanity (benevolent harmonious energy) forward in time & space!
I am a water element by birth – I should moisten the rockiness (if the other human I am interacting with is an earth element), I should flow & channelize another brook or stream (another water element), or maybe gel in and slow down the furore of an ocean! Or maybe meet the aridness of a desert land (earth element) and create a haven where life will frolic, or meet the winds and the breezes (air elements), or bring down the walloping flames of a fire element, or just keep it soothing flame to keep us warm in chilly weathers!! We all human beings, including the earth, the air, the water, the fire & the universe (don’t know the 5th element, could be anything) are critical factors towards sustaining the earth!
When people ask “Why me?” There isn’t a right or a wrong answer on why we meet the people we meet, or why do we fail the way we fail, or why do we succeed the way we succeed! Well, it just so happened that we cross our paths, and directly or indirectly our energies or rather our polarities jingle and clink! If not I, maybe someone else, each traveller in this space and time, transmits & receives something from the people we keep meeting & parting in this long journey called LIFE! If not I, someone else might have transferred by!
But one thing I am dead sure, if we do not operate in our natural self, in our natural surroundings, we build stress within. Stress to me is building up of physical-electro-bio-chemical imbalances in our system (affecting the immunity system), creating polarities or imbalances within, manifested in the form of aggression, anger, depression, etc. (the negative energies).
We must, or rather ‘HAVE’ to, channelize each energy within ourselves into positive energies (love, compassion, forgiveness, helping people, friendship, loyalty, providing security, etc.). All of this goodness, in return pumps the fuel of our life force-ever so flowing, both within and without; “without” mainly would be attuned in melody our ecosystem, creating peace & harmony within ourselves. This kicks off the daily engine, surging & maintaining the spring of hormones in our body, the fountain of ”fight or flight response” of our actions, that eventually gear & build up our motivators, and finally our core personas. “The right way”, the balanced or a perfectly harmonious way! If not, then diseases occur; if yes, then we actually can heal ourselves and another being (maybe like Jesus Christ did, or Mohammad did, or Buddha did; we know them by the name of “alternative medicines” like the Reiki or the acupressure).
Life is a matter of choices (even choices are energies), nothing is wrong or right, everything (Both good and the bad, right & the wrong) are needed to maintain the natural balance of the universe! So, it would not be wrong to say that “the life I’ve led was not a choice but merely my responses to adversities, within me and without me!!!” My reactions based on choices (based on time, space, person, and circumstances) were and would be inevitable! We keep flowing and living life as it comes, one step at a time….
Maybe I too might contain a tremendous pool of energy that needed channelization in some way, somewhere, among the masses here; one of you might soak it in, like a symbiotic system; the excesses of my energy that took shape and form, transmitted in here through this write up! Some might just seep in the excesses of my energy to stabilize their vacuums so as to facilitate a fair balance….who knows….
But Yeh, I, the life, and the living, we all are part of one, and one of all…one big bang universe!!!!
Completely dazed, dead tired, with the mind having gone all numb…… But I promised myself to write!!
As I stood amidst the rumble and ruffle of the of the train that was just arriving at the opposite platform, and as I was waiting for my train to arrive, I saw the crowd rushing towards the train that had not halted yet…..at a slow pace but moving towards its destination…about to pick travellers who would jump in it and claim their seats on a 1st come first basis; I saw the rushing of the poor and the disabled…..
The poor rushing and jumping into the train like headless chickens….those rushing faster for the others, to book for their families. Yet all of them gushing into the compartments’ doors all at once!!! The disabled with their crutches, or in their chairs – their folks pushing the chairs towards the train!!! The immediate turn of a silent waiting place to an absolute frenzy for getting a place….
The train was moving slowly…. And yet, all of them rushing in a race to catch…catch what?! ….was it really the seat that they traverse in this sojourn with ease and comfort?! Or what was the real stress and tension that compelled people to move when something is already crossing them in motion?!
Really the question for what?!
Eventually the train was scheduled, uhh I think destined, to reach the station, when they can get in easily as well, within the confines of respectable time slotted in by the railways for the ticketed passengers!
Well…. the kids were running with their parents, the aged ladies in their ever so respectable Sari garbs, racing…running…scampering…holding hands, holding part of the parent’s cloth so that kids do not get lost…..scurrying to get into that train…..
All, those with crutches, pushing hard and challenging them to speed that they may never even achieve in their best trained performances, yet with ‘so called mentally assumed speed, those crippled in their seats, racing with their eagerness as though their souls gonna get at that train’s entrance door’s bar!!!
Life……As these folks and the train was moving in slow pace, I stood stock still at their opposite end…. Watching, amazed, then slightly touched….. Dig my hands into my pockets and stood experiencing the motion and the commotion; seeping and soaking in every ounce of the exuberance of human emotions like a movies reel…. And I am onlooker, watching them pass by! More the commotion, more the calmness and poise within me….
Suddenly I noted a dark, thin, actually emaciated kid, dimwit maybe but shouting for her mother….. Running against the motion of the train, with a rucksack held over her shoulders….
She was searching for her mother, not sure whether she wanted to go, search for her Mom, or let go the train….
10 steps against the train’s motion towards her mom and back again by 4 steps towards the train….
Tears rolling down her cheek, the anguish in her whilst making a decision of letting go the train or waiting for her folks, was palpable on her face n body language!
Finally in a second or two, she boarded the train with her potli still looking behind for her folks to having reached the compartment; but within another 2 seconds, she got off the train running towards the station’s entrance, shouting for her mother…. For a while she stood there at mid-point of her compartment and platforms entrance, looking at the entrance of her folks reached at all in the Nick of the time or check if she had time enough to wait until her folks joined her; she had now decided by now that she had rather wait down then take risk of moving alone in the train! Her folks joined in 7 minutes from then, and no sooner she saw her folks in sight, she ran to the vacant seat to reserve for all her folks!
I kept watching all of this, her expressions, her dejection, her confusion…. And her expressions of happiness seeing her mom and sisters join her….
I was watching like an objective observer… And nothing of this sight touches me the way it used to touch me when I was younger….
Had I been what I was 2-3 decades back, I had felt every single person’s pain and trouble making me sad! The sympathy within me and sensitivity then was phenomenal, so much so that I used to weep in others pains!
Today, as I was an onlooker, although I was watching some of the most dramatic, heart wrenching poignant scene, watching people’s being of absolute powerlessness, and their sheer misery as each of them were trying to reach something against the ebb of the natural flow….either in fear of losing a transient sense of belonging or comfort ; or maybe in the hope of getting something that they can hang on for few moments of illusory comfort, maybe race towards the anticipation of something perceived as comfort?!! And therefrom emanation of their tryst and painstaking struggle to achieve their perceived illusory means….
I was smiling, as I was able to feel the trials and tribulations of these folks as they were scampering and scurrying in race against or for something…..
Nothing does matter, but the mere essence of being in the race does!!!!
Me smiling, like a wise creature, evaluating each move and tragedy of the living! As though my super sensitive emotional being has now become wiser, able to view things, situations and people with an objective eye, can adjudge situations and emotional upheavals from afar!
Smiled, life…. In all it’s transitions and motions, can be so erratic ….in actuality, had they all had patience for the train to stop and then board in elegance of their being, with respect for their being, then the story would have been far far saner, composed and beatific!! But wonder, given the chance and scope for people to do that, opt for something that is more peaceful and satisfying, will they have enjoyed the peaceful ambulation or would they choose the frenzied, nerve yanking and stressing situations to eventually claim……claim that after their pursuit of the struggle and chaos, they having come out with accolades and success, failures or miss outs?!!…and that too perceived, self-created and not really real….
Well, I had leave that choice unto them….
And as for me, I had rather be happy standing in that stillness of the universe, with as the clutter and chaos passing me by, at times being shoved or hurt in the midst of the crowd if caught unwary, but I had rather keep myself at distant from such confounding and chaotic situations, where you can be away…and watch and feel the clutter but in absolute poise and calmness…. Coz life and the universe flows noiselessly, naturally….. Resisting the natural flow in itself creates far more trouble and ripples than being in sync…..in harmony. Even the discordant strings of a musician can create the most cacophonous sound…and well, this one is life! If I ain’t in harmony with myself as I move on the path of my living….that ain’t the reality. One of my counselling teacher’s where I was studying Counselling psychology had many a times in her lectures, stressed upon the fact that ‘if we are in disharmony, we are not on the right path!!’
I concluded, finally I’ve learnt the art of empathy; I with time have grown wiser……
Two months now into the new home that I had recently relocated to, a job in a new city away from my family – I perceived it as a potential really, to break free from the bonds of family and society and to create a haven that I had always dreamt of; something that was defined and translated from my inner voices wishing having an abode of me a reality!!
The search was excruciatingly intense, at times the society and the buildings were too old and dingy, another times they merely had phenomenally huge price…neither comfort, nor basic amenities nor the satisfaction to have chosen a rental abode that had make you feel like coming to its havens day in and day out!!! Finally chose the current one as the location was more enticing and comparatively the house was cleaner, Spartan, old but comparatively spic and span.
Plush greeneries facing the kitchen and the hall windows, while the other balcony facing off an open road and huge ground…..this one felt open, free….in touch with nature at one side while in touch with the concrete on the other….peacocks, squirrels, birds and cuckoos, around in the plush and the greenery…
Hmmmmmm, finally a tough decision, but the choice was made. I lived here all these 2 months in wanton abandonment, enjoying my company-solitude. My balcony remained open and the windows bringing in sprightly breeze and lovely sunshine in the mornings.. Work and home and back to work, followed by a period of overnight travel in trains to and fro from this home to that home where my family is….a roller coaster ride on self journey, solitude, freedom and with this separation…love of family grew stronger…
Never ever would I have dreamt of the fact that in the minimalistics of my living, a burglary with an intent of catching some pricey catch on jewellery or money would be done… Not much interactions with neighbours or the society, I was living in my world, happy in cooking, enjoying a good flick, studying or getting my assignments done.
Hence, when my neighbor called up during office hours that someone had gotten into my house and the door had been broken, I was initially in a challenge mode; ‘how dare someone peek into my house?!” I thought, as a peculiarity of the community that I live, this could be expected, whereby out of curiosity, society may consider breaking in to check in what’s what in a single person’s house! But later as the words fell with their true meaning that ‘not snooping’ but actually ‘my house was robbed’, immediately I made a quick calculation on my potential losses as I calmly instructed my neighbor to ‘lock the broken door with her lock, and I would see her in the evening post work hours’…. my superiors though, knew their world a bit better than me…and persuaded me to rush in immediately to check on my losses if any….
I was like, “ohh, what’s lost is lost, it won’t ever come back again, so what’s the point”; I assessed ‘well, all electronic possessions that I had recently purchased in the preparation to having my family here for vacation….TV, Fridge, AC, my convertible…maybe, I can make it up to it….. But, I was ordered to go home and come back with the assessment on salvaged remains of my abode…
In the excess heat, as I rushed, a collegiate gave me a lift on his bike till my abode as I found no vehicle in the heat of the noon… As I entered, too many neighbours huddled around my house, 2-3 more houses in the society had been burgled….kids rushing towards me, ladies shouting in shocks and curiosity, my neighbour kid running and giving me company….all after me in the house…the door was broken, the lock zone wood was sawed and cut…TV, Fridge, and AC all intact, even my convertible remained on my bed, in its broken screen look but loyal, still with me by my side…I was glad…
Looked into the Almira, the lockers were rummaged through, but no money and no jewellery as I keep none of those with me…Boy, with a sigh of relief I declared ‘Man, I have just been proven by a thief that I am a pauper of the world, nothing with me that can be stolen!!!’ The teenage ladies all smiling a sigh of relief with me as they knew the struggle I had put i to get the AC working and installed…..the ladies so curious, without my permission moving from room to room after me, checking stuff as though some UFO had landed on an alien’s abode! I borrowed neighbours lock and plugged it on the outside door, in inner main door remained broken; and I left for work. FIR was lodged by the other 3 folks for me too as they too had someone snoop into their houses. Someone had planned it….those on the same floor, who were at home, were locked from outside by the thief…smart…..
As I was returning to office, it dawned to me…..the fear of losing possessions in a man can be phenomenal! However, I, no sooner heard the news, detached myself from those assets and possessions and assigned a mathematical pecuniary value to them, that I can reinstate with extra effort…..I had the power and the reserve to make up my losses….This was the materialistic possessions and financial aspects of the living, that are labelled as ‘NEED’ by us..
Similarly, what if there was something at an emotional level….what if I lose something that I assign a value more than my life, that which forms the base of my living…..would that fear been same or would that be something massive? I am sure, it had be many fold precious than I could assign a mathematical value to it….
Mankind whose life is full of suffering is mostly due to the possessions that he holds and assigns to their world. Emotional fears stuffed close to their bosoms…of losing love, whichever face or form it be, losing on ambitions, losing on success, name, fame; whatever that he is after as an inner calling of their lives and the living…what if, we did not have these fears for which we did not have possessions? In my case of the burgled house, I had no possessions that I had die for….hence the pain and the pang of this was mitigated….However, I would have suffered in case it was at an emotional level of my attachments with my kith and kin, and the people closest to my heart!
Wonder whether, as the truth dawned upon me; Lord Buddha’s key commandments ‘Detach from materialistic cravings and emotional possessions, live in the present and the now…’ I could get myself detached from the worldly passions and possessions at emotional level as well? Had I been a true pauper today, emotionally, physically and financially, that burglary would not have mattered….when one has nothing to lose, there’s nothing to fret about really, no pain expected! Question is ‘how do I grade myself as rich?’ whatever that richness is about, my books that were in the drawers that were to carry jewelry and cash, were not of much value to the robber. Richness should hence be something or a person or an asset that does not carry a monetary value; something that cannot be stolen….If something can be stolen, then it does not belong to you, it was never yours….
So what is the cost of freedom? Not money for sure…..
Regardless of being robbed not robbed, I was irate on the fact though, that my haven, my security, the walls of my abode, had been broken by an extraneous creature, the guts that the man had and the prowess to swindle a society….how dare he held the courage to invade someone’s temple, their privacy for mere clinging of the coins? How sorry was that man, how poor and meagre, how servile in his dignity of humanity…..to have carried such an undignified task!!!! He who invades others, neither holds self-respect for others, but lacks the core of being a human-self-respect!!!!
So what is the cost of freedom then again? Money?-Nope…..it is self-respect, it is self-worth….it actually goes down to the knowledge and wisdom of our ‘Individuality.’
As I was struggling to make my way through the gushing, mad swarm of people, that had alighted the train, scampering and stampeding through the morass of indiscipline hooliganism, now trying to force through a jammed vortex of people, thwarting, pushing and plunging insanely towards the narrow staircase of the connecting bridge to other platforms & Mumbai local lines, each passenger & commuter, trying to get released and move towards the next path of their journeys! Mostly women start cribbing or stay in the waiting, patiently, to avoid the unruly pranks of the opportunistic mob, but no sooner some space is created, just when you think “now is the time to cross the bridge resistance free”, another train enters to a halt, impatient passengers stuffed on either sides, trying to make way to their owns destinations!!! Many a time, men land up fist fighting, some one’s ego gets awakened in between and betwixt the jungle rule, or at another the one’s descending the staircases get dashed in with those forcing to ascend!!! Funny, if we expand this scenario to larger scape of life that exactly how travelers in time are!!!!
My daily journey doesn’t end here, neither does it start here! The first pang of ache is felt, no sooner I await the train at my boarding junction where all ladies in all their coquetries and decent attires, are poised to jump into the 1st class door, long before even the train is expected, and then jam and fight each other, with all their brawns & muscles & fats, pushing through every woman who’s ready to proceed before them. And this, despite the compartment being empty, waiting in all its expanse with open arms, ready to accommodate all the ladies that are recklessly ready to nail each other lest they miss out on something…….something!!!!! But well, anxiety has become the pulse of the population here…..anxiety to be unable to catch the train on time, anxiety to be unable to get a seat while in transit in trains, anxiety to get down the train……
No sooner the train enters and halts at a station, people all poised to alight, jump and be the heroic 1st to have been able to land on the platform even before the train has halted completely!!! Those alighting are attacked by hordes of impatient, insensitive, ladies prepared to board! A tug of war can be perceived for a brief second; a bag stuck in the crowd, a woman being spindled off her path, jamming the entrance and exit with equal pressure & spooling from either sides! Pressure mounts with not a single outlet or advancement of a person, gradually a kinetic energy that absurdly gets stuck into a speedy surge into potential energy keeps escalating, and you feel like a pack of atoms & molecules all jammed together unable to move due to lack of Absolute space, mainly as all of them trying to get in 1st, block, push, and tread the rest! Suddenly one of the most powerful atom of the lot, colliding, one wall to another, kicking and bumping on another, leading to a sudden swooshing of myriads of atoms, finally holding a ground somewhere, in helter-skelter directions, with rebounding velocity, across the open compartment, trying to settle somewhere, whichever space that’s available, or if they manage to have some luxury, take a comfortable space; from the 1st in line of attack (boarding) or defense (alighting) making way. The settling effect too at times can be un-nerving, ladies thudding, pushing, deceiving, and belligerent with other ladies, to get that “one seat” and finally settling down!!! This I call as the mob dynamics in a local train!!
Once I had seen a co-traveler fall off and come under the stampede of fellow travellers, no one had offered their hands or picked her up until they got their respective seats, or had settled in their compartment; following which, after a brief sigh of relief, the ladies suddenly became aware of the co traveller’s fall and playing the good Samaritan finally asked “whether she was alright”! Until then, each of them were absolutely immune, and in a scurry flurry race to get a seat, whereupon their primal instincts had superseded the humane concern for a fellow being!! This I call the psyche or the “mob mentality”!
This is a tryst, day in and day out; and an ordeal to go through, the enemies being the ladies themselves! Mind you, I am citing an example and a scenario of ladies compartment, but this is worse in men’s compartment!! Fist fights, verbal bravados & hooting and hooliganism in the garb of decency is a common sight and expectation every day!
And amongst these fellow traveller beings, making a respectable way through the throngs is an impossible task indeed! Men entering the entrance of the stairs from left side, women waiting patiently till their turn comes, some brave folks who think they are leading the mob, shout, hoot or motivate others or just merely push through!! Some men take advantage of the crowd and may pinch the bun of woman, and there follows an irate ranting and swearing from the woman!!!
The feeling while getting through this crowd for sure is not nice, it makes a human being devaluated! The people who push and kick and behave aggressive are all common folks, some in business attire, some others are god fearing, some are opportunists and some others are devils in disguise!!! It’s a sickening feeling to know that although the same woman who doesn’t care to stamp another woman in the pursuit of a seat, later as she is settled reads a bible, or Hanuman chalisa or a Ramayana brief. Strange to know the dynamics of this mob, literate folks, claim to be educated, behaving like animals, the scene turns suddenly into a war zone or a jungle rule of Darwin on Survival of the fittest!
Strange to know that every human being has now learnt to ‘devalue’ themselves while travelling in these locals of Mumbai by allowing themselves to be pushed, pinched, caught in a vortex of aggressiveness, indiscipline and disregard! Discipline and respect are amiss somewhere, to neighbours or fellow humans or to oneself! People have become immune to verbal combats but on an extreme some others have become used to spitting out spite at even a mere “excuse me” or a poke! These are dead people who vent out their frustrations at each other, or themselves or at their friends, neighbours, work peers, and anyone that crosses their path for that matter!!! No sooner they come off this frazzle, they brush off the devaluation and get back to their daily routines or rather their facades!
What is it that stops people in being more sensitive and caring in a mob situation? Why does it get worse? When we are solo and our visibility is stark for all to see, we use the best of our images for people to see and best of our mannerisms and etiquettes!!! But no sooner, one becomes unknown and sunk into the crowd of the face known but as “mob”, that same person gets swooped and swooned into the force & speech of the mob!!!
The bigger question that I pose here is, whether should we create respect, discipline and sensitivity in a society by eliminating the mob mentality, or should we live within the mob and create a conscious effort to be mindful of the person just next to us!!!! Part of the problem has evolved due to lack of spaces and travel comforts, but try taking a closer peak at some other multitudinous facets and aspects of “human devaluations” in our daily lives- female feticide, gang rape and rape, child abuse and child labor, selling a child or an organ for 5000 INR, manipulations and the greed!!! It would not be wrong here to say that actually, and technically, and even psychologically for that matter that “human devaluations have stemmed from blatant greed” – nothing but GREED!
Another dream comes to an end…Another life is nipped in the bud!
Desires, dreams, ambitions and hopes,
That had flowed undeterred, had soared high and mighty,
Agile Spirits, and promises of tomorrow –
All drained and lost, thrust into an unfathomable anonymity!
Another melody stifled before its utterance,
Another sigh went unheard from its heaving breath;
Millions of voices all drained amongst the monotony of mundane chores,
Our lives weighed down by the bogs of endless trivialities, constantly craving for the farfetched rejoices and pleasures!
O, But can you feel the freshness in the whiff of your daily living?
Can you sing another fellow heart into a melodiously rejuvenating repose?
O, Can you wipe off tears from another stricken soul?
Or can you strike a chord of humanity, within another fraternal soul?
The answers to these questions, lays in a callous negation!
Somewhere, we forgot to ‘live’ amidst the din and the dust of today’s cat and the rat’s race!
Somewhere our hearts have ceased to feel the worlds sorrow in our face,
Simple passions of the joys and the pains, emotions of the sorrows and the strains.
Somewhere, we have lost our awareness of the Self,
Somewhere we have forgotten rejoicing in the naturalities of harmony and peace!
Can we revive it? Can we resuscitate it?
Only the mind can contemplate unto this quest.
Maybe, the malleability of the human heart, spirit and the soul,
Might pave a way towards sustenance and preservation,
Maybe, it may lead into an eternal cycle of evolution & survival – breaking the clutters and the realms of human bondages!
May be, another tune would spring up sooner,
The heart might revive,
Another life would be born,
Another dream would unleash
A newer beginning of a whole new world……a new life!