The Borderless World

After the massive bloodshed, numerous protests, at the stake of several lives, finally India became free....Well don’t get mislead as am not going to write anything regarding the freedom struggle nor am oozing patriotism. But the question that often raps my restless mind is....Free from what??...Is this the only freedom we were craving for?...Was just the Tiranga on the red-fort, the coveted plan??...Are we really living in a free world?? Am afraid, we are not...
Viewing the breathless preparation for the 62nd Independence Day, I was struck by the thought...Do we really have a reason to celebrate? Do we really deserve to congratulate ourselves? Have we lived up to the promises made so far?? Or are we just fancied by the aphorism...rules and promises are meant to be broken!!.. Ha!
Indian constitution is classified as one of the best constitutions ever written but it’s a pity that our very own people...the compatriots are not able to imbibe the salient features. For instance let’s take Freedom of speech and expression...either take it literally or the deep essence...it corresponds to spinning one’s mental wheel and simply pour what it churns...True, not every idea, every thought, can be accepted by the masses...there will be contradictions...clashes of opinions...but we do have the liberty to opine. Then why the hell our esteemed writers have to face humiliation whenever they come forth with some hard core facts or revolutionary sentiments/ideas/thoughts...Whether it’s Salman Roushdie or Tasleema Nasreen (Bangladeshi writer).....is it the only way we are left with for dissension...or we just picture our writers as the soignée swans who’ll always present some sugar coated toasts that can be easily munched!!
Forgetting about the big examples for a moment if we peep into the common life styles...do we have an appreciable number of people who really have the guts to think beyond the social constraints...come-up with some novel ideas...We Indians are supposed to be the most spiritual beings...extremely religious, having firm believe in mythology...Even a small kid is assumed to learn all the basic chants by heart and the biography of all our mythological heroes...No wonder we worship these characters like anything and call them God...but are we able to accept them in the real life?...Can our so called theist society accept the Radha or Meera in their culture??
“Experts in ancient Greek culture say that people back then didn’t see their thoughts as belonging to them. When ancient Greeks had a thought, it occurred to them as a god or goddess giving an order. Apollo was telling them to be brave. Athena was telling them to fall in love.
Now people hear a commercial for sour cream potato chips and rush out to buy, but now they call this free will.
At least the ancient Greeks were being honest”
These are one of the best suited lines by Chuck Palahniuk .
Today most of our thoughts and actions are governed by the parochial society....the constraints laid by it...ignorant of the one who has imposed them...the father of this genesis...
Question is...are we really able to restrain our mind...can we control the thought process...can we restrain our brain to think in the predefined periphery...Hmmm we can not...answer is a solid NO...we cannot stop our mind...it’s free to love....it’s free to hate...it’s free to forgive...it’s free to traverse in the future...in the past....to the places we can’t really imagine ourselves to be in....
So why curl up and die, when we can stretch ourselves and make a difference? Why shut our self in cocoons; why not lift, and give our dreams a flight? Let go your imagination run riot...It’s the passion that turns a small idea into a global thing. So break out of the 5% terrain of conventional thinking and access the 95% which is uncharted...Refuse to be ordinary...Life is all about three Es...Explore...Experience...Express....
Enjoy the freedom to explore,...freedom to experience,...freedom to express....Remember it’s better to stand out than to just fit in...Believe me sky is not the limit....unleash thyself n you’ll find it’s way too short to satisfy you....Jago India!!
Think beyond...after all it’s a borderless world!!

Understanding.....rather good understanding is the bases for every relationship.... to love/hate/like/dislike....or simply feel for a person....one needs to understand him/her....Without understanding, all these feelings are superfluous...People often get confused between ‘knowing’ and ‘understanding’.... According to me, comparatively it’s much easier to know a person than to understand...Knowing is not much more than mere details or information, which you can obviously elicit from various other sources....well, am not attempting to slenderize the importance of knowing...but what values more is understanding...it’s deep...and the ‘knowledge’ does not guarantee better understanding though sometimes it makes the task easier...
All the time we are aware of million of things around us- these changing shapes, endless roads, chirping of birds, the sound of an engine, each rock and weed and fence post and piece of debris beside the road- aware of these things but not really conscious of them unless there is something unusual or unless they reflect something we are predisposed to see. Almost same thing happens with the gestures, expressions, reflexes, silences...we all are aware of these simple attributes but scarce give a damn...True, we could not possibly be conscious of these things and remember all of them because our mind would be so full of useless details we would be unable to think. But shit happens when from all this awareness we select, according to our convenience, as what we select and call consciousness is never the same as the awareness because the process of selection mutates it. We take a handful of sand from the endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of sand the world...
Once we have the handful of sand, the world of which we are conscious, a process of discrimination goes to work on it. We divide the sand into parts. This and that. Here and there. Black and white. Now and then. The discrimination is the division of the conscious universe into parts. And not to forget here we had already left some of the important attributes...which actually are important to understand a person as a whole....and the discrimination according to our own mental faculty clutters the actual image...
The handful of sand looks uniform at first, but the longer we look on it the more diverse we find it to be. Each grain of sand is different. No two are alike. Some are similar in one way, some are similar in another way, and we can form the sand into separate piles on the basis of this similarity and dissimilarity. We think the process of subdivision and classification would come to an end somewhere, but it doesn’t. It just goes on and on.
Classical understanding is concerned with the piles and the basis for sorting and interrelating them. Romantic understanding is directed toward the handful of sand before the sorting begins. Both are valid ways of looking at the world although irreconcilable with each other.
What is more important is to unite the two kind of understanding into one. Such an understanding will not reject sand-sorting or contemplation of unsorted sand for its own sake. Such an understanding will instead seek to direct attention to the endless landscape from which the sand is taken.
The major problem occurs when we encounter changes. No doubt with a change something is almost always killed. But what is less noticed in the arts-something is always created too....which is just an extension of personality...or we can call it growth...And instead of just dwelling on what is killed (or sometimes just commuted) it’s also important to see what’s created and to see the process as a kind of death-birth continuity that is neither good or bad, but just is....