State of Randomness
Every now and then, I meet young and energetic people looking for something they believe they have misplaced in oblivion and they deserve to know where it is to satisfy their parched souls. This does not exclude me, whatsoever, as we all belong to the same neighbourhood.
“What are we looking for? And why?”
Not to our astonishment, we are looking for something which can’t be unearthed somewhere else but deep inside us. Yes! we stupid souls are looking for ourselves. We are wondering in oblivion with a recurring question we already know answer to.
“What is the purpose of my life?”
Wow! this question has infinite forms and it floats in the air surrounding us in various odors.
“What is the passion of my life?”
“What should I do with my life?”
“Why do I even exist?”
But when we find ourselves face to face with this question advancing towards us in the lifelong battle, we samurais of our life don’t find ourselves armed with the sharpened katana. With the hopelessness, we are defeated every time we encounter it and it pierces our hearts, pushing the sword inside a little more.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all — Oscar Wilde
The Enlightened Soul
I understand that there are questions, a lot of them still unanswered, still waiting to be unearthed. But what concerns me here are the fundamental philosophical questions that intrigues us. And if you dig deeper, just a little, you would come to a realization that they have plagued our philosophers for ages and these questions have just raised as many questions as they have attempted to be answered.
“Is it really essential to find the answer of most fundamental question of life?”
I believe — “No! you don’t need to seek answer for this question. Our life is a miracle, it simply needs to be experienced and never explained”
A question should never be answered with another question. This doesn’t help but brings restlessness. Every time you try to answer it, it raises as many questions as attempts. Hence, it remained unanswered in the vacuum of universe.
Bro Wisdom— Don’t waste your precious time! Questions are infinite but your time is finite. Go, get a fucking life bro.
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle and the other is as though everything is a miracle — Albert Einstein
Journey That Rerouted The Entire Journey
Having glimpsed the beautiful sunset at my home with parents, I planned to leave for the city where work calls me. Mommy served us with the delicious dinner and with no shame I jumped on it like a starving animal as if it was the first and last time I could have it. Later, it resulted in me losing half of my consciousness as I had my belly full of it. Just before the mid night, I boarded the bus and left for the next destination.
It’s not the years in your life that counts. It’s the life in your years — Abraham Lincoln
Just few moments in the bus and memories of past in addition to thoughts of future started revolving in my head. It happens with everyone and every time they find themselves in such situations. We get bombarded with these thoughts and these unanswered questions from all directions possible.
The big question too arrived in me with no haste — “What is the purpose of my life?”
For a moment, I allowed my spirited part to take over the control from rational part and I recited poems close to my heart to myself like an idiot and in this moment a miracle happened. A soft gentle breeze was caressing my face and hair. My eyes felt the chill of the winds moistening them. My lungs were taking deep breath of the fresh air. As I looked outside the window, I saw the fleeting fields of crops and I saw the continuous range of mighty Aravalli Hills. Although it was just a silhouette but I could feel the strength with which it stood firm.
And beyond the silhouette, a breathtaking view of the twinkling stars along with the moon partially hidden by the mischievous group of clouds. Overwhelmed with such beauty of the universe, my curious soul asked another question — “What’s the purpose of their existence?”
The simple answer — Beauty.
Yes! We are all here to add beauty in this universe. We are all here to experience the beauty of this universe.
We are not here to question and define the beauty of this infinite universe.
Philosophy of Fields
Our life is no different from those fleeting fields and our thoughts are no different from the crops soon to be harvested. Crops are there to add beauty to the fields and our thoughts are there to add beauty to our life. It’s just that we need to realize the amount of nourishment they require and not leave a single significant crop left unattended.
I have divided my life into four fields and I have categorized my thoughts into them. They do overlap with each other but for the proper nourishment, the need to categorize arises as it is crucial for different crops to have different kinds of nourishment.
Field Alpha: My mommy, my dad, my younger brother, my close friends, my caring relatives and emotions interlinked with acts that influences them as well as me. This is crucial and pivotal to my life.
Field Bravo: My fingers running through guitar strings, reading and writing poems, dancing as if nobody is watching, singing as if nobody is listening, loving as if I’ll never be hurt. All these, appearing to be insignificant acts consists my life to be lived in a way as if it’s heaven on earth
Field Charlie: The big ambitious aspirations. My dreams which I wish to experience in reality. Let me tell you one of them — Aesthetic Desire ‘Travel’
Field Delta: All decisions concerning my job, be it changing or looking for better opportunities falls here. There would always be fluctuations in delta but it let me fuel my other fields to the possible extent. Love the job you do or do the job you love.
Now let me bring this to your conscientiousness that it is extremely crucial to provide all of the above fields and its crops necessary conditions to grow, otherwise one or some of it could result in negative and it would be disastrous for other crops as well. Degree of attention could vary but never just focus entirely on one crop or field such that others are left unattended and they dry only to be wiped out from your life. Serve all of them from time to time, let’s see which of these grows to zenith to add beauty to our life.
Purpose of my life —
Nourishing and nurturing my fields and crops just to experience and add beauty to this beautiful universe.