"Arun, do you really believe that there is a heavenly abode from where
Lords Muruga, Ganesha and Shiva are watching us all the time?" asked a
friend over 12 years ago. I was stumped. And stayed silent. Yes, I knew
that a lot of them are just stories, and myths, and mythical stories.
But I was also conflicted. If there really is no heavenly abode with all
these gods - as made out in scripture - then how can I be certain that
the other things that scripture says are also true? And if only a part
of scripture is true, which part is real and which part is fiction???
Most importantly, how do I get the wisdom to distinguish fact from fiction?
More
questions followed over time. Why do certain religions claim
exclusivity to God? How can certain groups state that if the world does
not follow their path - and their path alone - they are consigned to a
life in hell? And how can one reconcile the 'world was created in 7
days' school with the evolutionary school that maintains that the humans developed over centuries?
In other words, what is fact and what is fiction?
Every one
of us has experienced this and we consider the unraveling of such
questions to be a quest. We realize that answers do not arrive with a
'flash of insight'. That is why we mull, read, ponder, and sleep over
them. We also converse and validate. Finally we conclude. But that is
never the end. Sometimes our 'conclusions' are proven right through
experience. But sometimes, they don't. That is when we - yet again -
mull, read, ponder, sleep, validate and conclude. And once we conclude,
we realize to our surprise that our questions do not stop. Like a video
game, as we clear one level, we enter a new level with more complex
questions.
And as our questions - our answers to them - multiply, we yet again wonder what is fact and what is fiction.
That's
life. A constant search for answers in a forest of confusing questions.
By analyzing what occurred centuries earlier and contemplating what
lessons it holds for our future. Eventually, like my blog here, I
suspect that we will discover that our journey was as meaningful as our
destination. And we will be able to significantly discern the lesson of
the story (fact) from the story (fiction) itself.
My personal journey on this front is unfortunately not much ahead of
the start line (grin). I am way behind peers who read The Gita, J. Krishnamurti or Swami Vivekananda. My personal realization arc is still
in its infancy. One that has a very strange construct because it was
formed not through The Gita or Ramayana, but by imbibing Abraham, Walking The Bible and The Immortals of Meluha. One that tells me to remain flexible about God
because 'my' Vishnu is not in any way superior to my neighbor's Allah who in turn does not supersede my work mate's Christ and who in turn does not tower over others. That the paths to God are many. That you must
Seek. And the Answers will come.
What I have said here is no rocket science. Yet, in the name of 'my
way is the right way' and in his inability to separate fact from
fiction, man fights.
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