Baba-Dada and Politics of Self Promotion!

The basest of emotions can get better of sanity.

It is silly and tragic how the story of Ramdev's Fast has evolved. A self-anointed yoga guru with ambitions to become a sage becomes a shoddy caricature of his own media image.

I don't care for government's reactions because our politics has ceased to be a purveyor of social order. But Baba's antics have really come as a rude shock. A man who proposes Satyagrah and then uses the first opportunity thrown at him to become a naive, conniving, snivelling, arrogant, saint can't be trusted with a goat let alone a nation!

One question that the turn of event throws up again is Who cares for eradication of corruption?


Politicians ... nah?


Baba Ramdev ... most emphatically no?


Public at large ... be damned if one claims innocence!


Who then ... Anna Hazare ... yes ... may be ... a few more ... too weak and ignorant to muster courage to look into themselves ...

The wait must come to an end ...

Words ... words ... my head is a radio ... where millions of stations are being broadcast on the same frequency ... static .... while driving between cities with radio set to one channel ... landscape changes ... and time comes when the radio plays two channels at the same time ... a mash-up of voices and sounds ... cacophony that my little-big universe is ... galaxies receding farther ... oscillating and vibrating as they drift away into nothingness ... the noise drowns out everything ....

I may wish for a miracle ... mind focused ...
designed like a descrambler ... instant segregation of data into easily digestible bits and bytes ....

The junk yard must be cleaned ... bowels must  throw-up and not regurgitate ...

medicine is not hope ... cure must be found ... wait must come to an end, vigil begin! 

What if there are no answers ...

What if the mystery remains unresolved and there is no ending ...?
Would it matter if one were to raise a hand, and the respondent moves on to another question?
What if there is no death?
In this lonesome universe, how would you spend seconds as the last man standing?
What if one disappears?
What would it mean to vanish while the the next ride on the ferris wheel is about to begin?
What if ...

Fear of Retribution!

http://en.articlesgratuits.com/fear-facts-and-factors-psychology-of-fear-id390.php

Fear is so pervasive that one need not indulge in customary argument and counter-argument to establish the veracity of this fact. Fear does not need substantiation!

The effects of actions impinged upon by fear are quiet dramatic, import of which one does not realise unless an inner turmoil escapes the subconscious and becomes ominously threatening to the very existence of the self. The crippling self-evaluation in the aftermath of some minor tragedy or an impending personal disaster that one conducts with increasing frequency shows up in minor events and catclysmic catastrophes.

Our history is riddled with countless examples where individual fear and collective paranoia have wreaked havoc upon nature and mankind. Still, we do not comprehend the extent of damage and decay that fear causes.

What causes fear? I can hardly begin to come to terms with my own. 

That is the challenege and the travesty. 

Even before we are brought face-to-face with our demeaning fears, we begin to propound theories and espouse cures for ills of the universe!

       Less of a sin, more of a twist 

       I am not ill, let alone be slain

       The willing victim of fate

       Walks on, with a blind eye

       The vast stretch of time, fertile

       The shallow soul grasps, futile

       For fear is my ruling star

       Some times I feel, happy

       When greed knocks, lays

       Eggs of hopes, bears fruits

       Gripes and turns sour

       The very bowels of heart ... 

  

Salvation of the non-believer

{Source: http://www.christian-wallpaper.com/backgrounds/conceptual-picture-about-salvation.jpg - Is that a hairy hand tugging at another hairy hand? Damn, you hairless Bas***d, no one's coming for you!!}

1. http://www.religionfacts.com/christianity/beliefs/salvation.htm
2. http://www.religionfacts.com/islam/beliefs/salvation.htm
3. http://www.godrealized.com/glossary/Moksha-Hinduism.html

If you are religious minded and believe that the angels lay in wait for you to stride into the gilded portals of heaven, then check out the above links.

If you are an ignorant oaf like me then you are doomed to evaporate and spook and haunt gentlemen playing games on their X-Box and startle pretty ladies in the kitchen knitting a dress out of ham and sausages!

Surrender ...

I have a sad sinking feeling that It would best to surrender, absolutely and completely; whatever it may mean. The difficulty is that I don't know what ritual, ceremony or habit would make for SURRENDER.

Does it mean I cease to exist ...
Or, escape ceaselessy into diversions ...
Be a zombie ...
Keep rattling off synonyms of the word ...
Find a Guru and badger him to bugger me into salvation ...

(Not pretty thoughts)

May be I should switch off my brain!

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xztzg_sarah-mclachlan-sweet-surrender_music

Is it possible to be compassionate?

When the clouds burst open

And the tears of heavens escape

Is it exhilaration, or worse fear

That make the moisture dissipate and disappear 

com·pas·sion

   [kuhm-pash-uhn]  Show IPA

–noun

1.

a feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for another who is stricken by misfortune, accompanied by a strong desire toalleviate the suffering.

Is it possible for me to be compassionate--to know when a fellow being suffers and needs to see a sign of hope. I don't know. I don't even remember when I last felt a quiver of emotion because someone else was sad or plain unlucky.

I always thought that I can be any thing but compassionate, love is a far cry. Of course, I do put on an ambivalent look on face, from time to time. But, folks do see through me. The snicker is hard to hide. I always knew that compassion is some thing that other people needed. I stopped seeking the dregs when I grew up.

Now, when I reflect on all things myself, I do need to find an answer--why do we need not be compassionate and why I am loathe even to pretend that I may  empathise or show remorse when others feel sad.