Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Thursday, April 21, 2011
glanir bhavati bharata
tadatmanam srjamy aham"
Is what Lord Krishna says in the Bhagavat geeta which means “Whenever and wherever there is a decline in religious practice, O descendant of Bharata, and a predominant rise of irreligion--at that time I descend Myself” thus giving the Mankind a hope and assurance against anarchy. Almost all the faiths around the world function around an imaginary power they call ‘God’, ‘Messaih’, ‘Prophet’,’Guru’ etc. to create ,protect and destroy mankind. I am sure I would not alone when I hoped my Math paper or a bad code review or at least my performance appraisal would qualify as this rise of irreligion for the God to hit the restart button to life. I am proud of myself for not giving up hope even if there were minor setbacks in my expectations so far.
Not so long ago I came across an interesting article that there are theories furnishing that the Earth was invaded by the aliens not recently but around thousands of years ago who are now being worshipped as Gods by the mankind. The author of the article noticed an interesting behavior from an African tribe which sparked his interest in the research about the subject. During the first world war, the Allies were supposed to have stationed themselves in a remote African tribal village to enable a more clandestine war and accessed the land by special aircrafts which brought in all the necessary food and groceries. Some of them were even shared with the natives who were in awe of the people needless to mention all the modern equipment they never knew of. The soldiers moved on to their homelands after the war while one of them returned after a couple of years to check on a friend he had made during those years. He noticed things had changed in the village and people were more religious now that they had a God. He saw that the villagers were worshipping a wooden aircraft structure at the spot where the aircraft carrying the food used to land during the war with a hope that one day the God would bring them the food as he did during the war. The more I think about this the more sense it makes and the more scary our world looks.
What if our Gods really were Aliens who had advanced technology which we never knew existed when they came to the earth? They had a spaceship we call pushpaka Vimana, a glowing weapon we call Vajrayudha, a leaders who had four heads or someone who could play melodious flute that mesmerized people around him or who had a swirling weapon we called Vishnu Chakra? That would make the Prophets /Gurus of the present day ordinary folks who could just ape the aliens in some way thus revered as Gods. What if the story of the tribal village applies to all the mankind? What if the aliens who formed a solid subject to numerous Hollywood and some very bad bollywood movies were not just visitors to earth but a center of the faith system to the entire Earth? Scary huh?
If this were to be true, all hell would break lose. I use the word Hell for the lack of any other word as this would also cease to exist if there were no heaven where the Gods (who don’t exist) live. Then let’s just say All Planet X would break lose assuming the Aliens live on Planet Y. Religion which is an integral part of our lives would be just a joke as they would just refer to an alien creature we thought was God. I could not help but imagine how ridiculous we would look to worship Lord Rama or Goddess Durga if they turned out to be aliens. And the hymns we sing in their praise would be an exponential of the ludicrosity.
On the flipside, it appears to be such an efficient way of bringing order to an anarchy if that's what the Earth was when the Aliens first visited her. If all this is true, then kudos to them for having established their franchise so competent and foolproof in product strategy which custom delivered the form of God, in marketing strategy which invented a form for the earthlings to base their faith up on, and in sales strategy which proliferated the entire planet that it survived thousands of years without a shred of competition. I wonder if the earth was just a project they had to finish to graduate and forgot to ctrl+z it. We would never know. But it sure lays down the perfect Business Sutra to the so called top business schools that churn out the so called cream of the business professionals in this world or should I say on this planet. Harvard, Stanford can you beat it?
Monday, January 31, 2011
I would not be completely wrong if I said that the extent of our happiness is often a function of success. The more success we get in life the happier we are or so we think. So what does it take to succeed? Somehow the adage ‘Where there is a will there is a way’ doesn’t always make sense to me. I would say the equation of success is not often a simple expression of will and hard work. There is a hidden variable called Emotions which decides whether the equation equals Success or not. We all agree that when there is a conflict between the heart and mind, it is seldom that mind behaves rationally. I speak for matters other than life and death because then your mind generally puts you in an auto mode giving you only necessary instructions to get through the crisis. But chasing your dream of getting into that top business school, making it big in the career etc. are some things in life though not critical but very taxing because of the sheer effort they demand from us and here I would say we bring them into our lives by choice. Everyone tells us the ways to success but what they don’t tell you is how long the road is and how tedious the journey is. Sometimes on this road you don’t even see a sign saying Way to success until your feet are blistered and you are completely sapped out ready to take the first cab out.
At the end of the day no matter how many successful people we idolize and no matter how many adages we memorize about winning, nothing prepares us for the real test. We all have a prompt home delivery of a personalized question paper called life everyday to solve with only free advices and our own past experiences to count on. Not very promising stationery to take on the paper I would say.
Surprisingly enough we often link our precious happiness to the outcome of this test. Wouldn’t it be great if happiness was an independent function? Something which we could get in small quantities at intervals to keep us going. That brings us back to the magic potion we wished for in the beginning. With all the brainstorming I have been doing these days to cope up with my journey to have a career in the United States for over a year now, I have discovered the two most important things you ought to have in your life in order for you to be even sane to enjoy the success when it finally comes your way.
The first ingredient to our magic potion is Hope. Hope, to hold your hand when you are down and out and to give you a new reason to wake up the next morning.
The second and the most important one is Patience. Patience to not give up when things go haywire. Patience to still love the destination when all the paths leading to it are under maintenance. Easier said than done right?
I would say if we can trick ourselves in to believing that we are actually happy, a little attitude adjustment is a very small price to pay for this magic potion. It would not hurt to try something which can help us bounce back after a setback and not to look for that cab when the destination is just around the corner. On this long road to success and hence happiness, let patience make us strong to wait for tomorrow and let hope make tomorrow worth waking up for. Till then let’s just say When the going gets tough, the patient and the hopeful get going…
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
It’s a New year folks. Making a resolution is such a passé. Your life is as meaningful as you make it. This year allow yourself savor things you shied away from. Renew things you always did but somehow let them take a back seat in this eternally busy life. Grab those bags and go on a world tour,go bungee jumping, go back to your books, paint the beautiful face you always admired, write the song you wanted to play with your guitar. This time of the year is often to go back reminiscing the year that was. But this year lets go back to our dreams , our future.So what’s your 2011 going to be?
Monday, November 29, 2010
When I was 15 I participated in a debate about how serious and sensible the movies should be .I argued that the movies should be made with a sense of social responsibility. As expected, I lost the debate. I am 26 now and still cannot get used to the fact that movies are entitled to show us an imaginary and unreal world where everything is sweet and the hero bashes up the 7 feet villains ,who apparently look like they know kick boxing /kung fu / at least street fighting .All he has to do is tap on his thigh or remind them that he eats Indian green chillies.I wondered if the movie makers were allowed to take the liberty to show us the gory lives of the underworld with a pretext of making real cinema without considering its impact on the young minds .All this has been written about the movies for a long time now . However I noticed a new form of storytelling among the so-called new age movies and I should admit they manage to tell a story which isn’t remotely around.
I happened to watch the movie “Break ke Baad” last week and wondered if the Indian society was really ready for this kind of cinema as it was claiming to be. There has been an outburst of such movies in the recent years and still the movie makers seem to be struggling to actually drive the idea of casual relationships home without resorting to lectures on Indian ethics and values in the end. BKB is a movie which deals with a couple Abhay and Aaliya wanting different things out of life. Aliya wants to take up a mass communications course in Australia while she is still in a relationship and Abhay wants to get married. She goes away to explore new things in Australia with a promise to maintain the relationship. Meanwhile the guy gets insecure and feels left out of her life and goes to Australia to be lectured by the girl about the need of space in a relationship which leads to an eventual break up. What follows is how the guy finds himself while trying survive in an alien country(without even a legal immigrant status ) and befriends his love again eventually making her realize that she loves him and wants to get married to him.
It appeared as if the director tried too hard to make the girl look rebellious by making her puff a cigar, wear skimpy outfits even at an Indian wedding and announce when she lost her virginity. Why does she have to smoke to come across as level headed? If she is, then why does she scream and yell like a little girl even in a serious situation like a break up? And since when is chasing the girl to the other end of the world even if she isn’t interested in you cool? How does claiming to not let go of the girl because you made a promise fit into the modern ideology of the plot? Looks like the movie makers are either lost in figuring out what exactly is the “GenX” about or they have been watching their own movies to churn out the same thing with different lead actors.Agreed that love stories resemble each other at some point but don’t you think DDLJ differed from Hum aapke hain kaun ? I am not trying to establish these movies as a standard to measure others against but they were the beginnings of the so-called big budget feel good movies all the film makers claim to look up to.
I miss the movies like “Mirch masala” where the female lead did not have to ape the west to come across as a woman of substance. She could still belong to a poor rural family to stand up to her values and question the exploitation of the Subedar. She could look like she came out of the coal mines as long as she looked convincing in the character and brought life to it. The locations did not have to be splendid and breathtaking to keep the audience hooked to the movie. The costumes did not have to be taken out of a fashion magazine for the characters to be noticed. All it took was a sound storyline and actors who knew what they were doing .Trust me I spent three quarters of my time In BKB looking at the locales and the costumes and the remaining trying to figure out the story. A simple love story like “Katha “could leave you feeling all mushy and positive for life even without a skimpily clad girl, a boy looking like a chiseled statue or both with an accented English.
Sometimes I wonder if it is us who have given into the fake world that these movies offer to live a life we know is not possible for us. Why else are we ok with shelling out $15 for a movie which shows nothing but confused yelling youngsters or murderous factionists or characters too young to even mention the words true love? High time the movie makers made changes to the thought process that they claim to put in to making a movie and put to use the creative liberties that we have generously allowed them to take so as to relieve us from our real life stress and anxieties.