Practicalities teach; when I was peacefully walking with my friend by the road-side, a careless car driver hit her, little more than slightly and made no stop. This was annoying, I called to stop, he didn’t and I was furious. To this in rampant anger I took a stone and fired it as hard as I could at his rare-view. The latter part of the story needs no mention here because the message I want to convey is right here. I was hurt, no sympathy was shown and I was unarmed. The only object to spit my very human nature, feelings of anger, hurt and distress was the STONE! Here comes the fact, the ammunition of the unarmed is the stone! The stone has been the tool of men in the most ancient times and continues to be so with the men who are treated in no less than ancient manner of barbarianism. Where there is the pelt of stone; there is the pragmatism of barbarianism; there is the absence of the civil society in the suitable way to define people as those belonging to the civilized order.
Our part of the land, globally is termed as the heaven! But, the question is, what makes Heaven a real Heaven? What differentiates the Hell from the Heaven? A bird eyed look and a micro look can be paradoxical and all the way different and opposing. Like the micro truths at times fail at macro level, so do the macro often at the micro. To the rest of the globe, from the distance this place looks like a heaven and why not, what of the scenic beauty is missing or lagging? Surely none! Bird’s eye look, perfectly manifests it as a Heaven. Who can match the basic sensitive and hospitable nature of the people living here? For sure none! Then why not on the planet will they regard this place as a Heaven? A single look at its sights , soothes the souls in strife and elevates the human existence and creates it a link with the absolute. The water from our multiple springs is believed to be miraculous in a number of ways and means and who among the visitors misses to take a little of it along? Surely none…
The natives on the other hand, have a complex vision of the land, circumstances and the situations. By the very beauty, who can deny the heavenly virtues of the place but the harsh acceptance we are faced with every single day and moment, makes us to question the heavenly nature of the land. Can any heaven be in existence with a crying and melancholic population? Surely, Not! The human desire of extended boundaries, makes man to carve a brook of the blood of his fellow men. The pursuit of materialism that in itself is a temporary illusion, blind-folds his eyes and he sees nothing but the boundaries and aims at their extension, either by hook or by crook. How will the Heaven remain still so, when the pious and virgin brooks carrying the fresh water transforms into the channel with the running blood of the young and blossoms? It is the internal aspect that defines any and every thing and when our internal aspect is as dark and dim, how on the planet are we the ones who reside in a Heaven? Heaven surely can’t be a place where the mothers cry at the graves of their Sons and the wives lament for the union of which they are sure, they will taste never…
When the Tug of War is between the two about the third and not their own respective selves, they can reach any extend and an un-sympathetic attitude is deemed and destined to develop. All this leads the third to suffer, beyond limits and measures. Right from the childhood, the circumstances suppress and depress the heaven abode-rs and by the time their mind and brain grows up and reaches the brink and level of rebellion, they discover themselves to be unarmed and weak. Yet the young blood possesses vigor and zest; knows not to quit and the sole weapon available at their disposal is the stone and in an effort, they lifts the same. The stone makes the say of their story and the suppression is stormed. The stone collides with the bullet. For every stone a bullet is answered. Thus in an un-equal tussle, the weaker looses to his life. The might turns right and the barbarianism marks its presence. The pious brooks are left open to serve as the channels of blood and Eagles called to feasts. Heaven cries in agony and questions of itself being a Heaven…
Lets all for a moment forget our nationality, religion, domains and all the factors of distinction. Let’s all take a pious bath at the virgin spring and get into white robes, join hands and think to introspection for the least of five minutes. Why do we need to extend the boundaries? Why initially the boundaries exist? The ultimate end of but every breathing being is but death and what does a person carry along at that? A mere piece of a plain shroud! For what then we need to extend the boundaries? No one consumed the land in-turn the land consumed all. Boundaries define nothing but only the chaotic mental set-ups and lagged and poorly developed attitudes of the masses. It merely manifests the wrong interpretation of the humans about the existence , life and death. We are all like the shepherds, our stay on the planet is not constant , we are deemed and destined to leave this planet and leave behind all its bounties. We are to temporarily us this place, its assets and the bounties. The supreme reason of the human existence is to carve peace for the whole of the human kind and live a calm and soothing life. Each of the existence must give its part to foster a superior human kind in its deeds and understandings to remove the null concepts of borders, blood shed, blood baths, chaos and rife and each element turning this small heaven and the global heaven into a living and burning hell…
Author, a free-lance writer and an under-graduate economics student can be reached at [email protected]
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