I spoke a lot and to a lot of people over the last seventy two hours.
Extremely correct analysis of who is to blame,
Pakistan… politicians… corruption… technology… religion …
all had logic that I could not deny and all seemed correct and…
emotionally passionate too..
So I said well everyone seems to know what the reason is and what the solution is.
I felt miserable because I had no solution to offer, no one to blame… I’m confused..
So I said I’ll examine my response to the event as they unfolded, without any bias and see if something comes out.
So let me narrate what happened.
Someone called me to me… what was happening in Mumbai, I said ..“NOT AGAIN” .
Picked up the phone called whoever I knew in Mumbai who knows my “Core Group” (people who I care about in Mumbai)..
asked him “ all OK”
And he said yes all people of my “Core Group” are OK.
I breathed a sigh of relief .. Then back to CNN on how the “EVENTS UNFOLD”
So next day on Facebook similar messages “Hoping all in their circles were safe”
Hold on a second.. something was wrong … those who were caught in & later died were part of Somebody’s “Core Group” …sons and daughters, husbands and wives, brothers ans sisters.. more importantly Friends..
I realized that I live in a Cocoon called “Core Group”.
I live life in weekend compartments. Waiting for the next weekend with my Cocoon, if I am not in their city then wait for the next vacation with our Cocoon.
And most of us live like this and will die like this someday.
I expect that somebody will take care of the bigger things. A mahatma will be born in the next house. Or that I pay my taxes to government to pay our armed forces for this day only.
Imagine if a NSG commando said,” I don’t get enough salary, as my pay increase is stuck at Finance ministry.” or “The people stuck in Mumbai are not part of my “Core Group””.
I’m still very confused, but somewhere I have to take up the blame. If I live in a Cocoon how can I expect anybody else to come out of his and take care of affairs?
Just electing them (politicians) or paying them (armed forces & police) is not enough.
Saint Kabir once said … this is a city of dead..
साधो रे ये मुर्दों का गाँव
पीर मरे, पयगम्बर मरे हैं
मरे हैं जिंदा जोगी
रजा मरे हैं, परजा मरी हैं
मरे हैं वैद्य और रोगी
नाम अनाम अनंत रहत है
दूजा तत्त्व न होई
कहे कबीर सुनो भाई साधो
भटक मरो मत कोई
I still have no explanations to offer,
I am extremely confused.
Somewhere unconsciously, directly or indirectly, I allowed it to happen.. what happened in Mumbai, reflects my attitude to life…
And today I am one among the dead.. last line Kabir said, don’t die in ignorance.. maybe tomorrow I will know a bit better
क्षमा, दया, तप, त्याग, मनोबल सबका लिया सहारा
पर नर व्याघ्र सुयोधन तुमसे कहो, कहाँ कब हारा ?
क्षमाशील हो रिपु-समक्ष तुम हुये विनीत जितना ही
दुष्ट कौरवों ने तुमको कायर समझा उतना ही।
अत्याचार सहन करने का कुफल यही होता है
पौरुष का आतंक मनुज कोमल होकर खोता है।
क्षमा शोभती उस भुजंग को जिसके पास गरल हो
उसको क्या जो दंतहीन विषरहित, विनीत, सरल हो ।
तीन दिवस तक पंथ मांगते रघुपति सिन्धु किनारे,
बैठे पढ़ते रहे छन्द अनुनय के प्यारे-प्यारे ।
उत्तर में जब एक नाद भी उठा नहीं सागर से
उठी अधीर धधक पौरुष की आग राम के शर से ।
सिन्धु देह धर त्राहि-त्राहि करता आ गिरा शरण में
चरण पूज दासता ग्रहण की बँधा मूढ़ बन्धन में।
सच पूछो , तो शर में ही बसती है दीप्ति विनय की
सन्धि-वचन संपूज्य उसी का जिसमें शक्ति विजय की ।
सहनशीलता, क्षमा, दया को तभी पूजता जग है
बल का दर्प चमकता उसके पीछे जब जगमग है।
Daydream delusion, limousine eyelash
Oh baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet-cakes and milkshakes
I’m a delusion angel
I’m a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Lodged in life
Like branches in a river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I carry you
You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?
हवा में आवाज़ ढूंढ़ता, परछाई में राज ढूंढ़ता
तन्हाई का मतलब पूछे, मंजिल में आगाज़ ढूंढ़ता
मेरा साया !!
परिभाषा की भाषा सोचे, आशा और निराशा सोचे
अंतर और निरंतर सोचे, क्यों सोचे है यह भी सोचे
मेरा साया !!
परिवर्तन की आस लगाये, बीती भूलों पर पछताये
सपनों के तारांकित आकाश में, अपना सूरज ढूँढने जाए
मेरा साया !!
वही मंत्रणा , वही छलावा, वही पुनारुक्त तृष्णा और माया
सब पे हँसता , सब को सहता, आगे बढ़ता
मेरा साया !
