Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Try 'Hell'; It's better...

Usually the late Sunday mornings are full of hair-chumpis, night suites for long, movie-time, brunches and munches, faffing under the sun kind of days for me. Surprisingly, these Sundays are so important to me that I can actually give up late night Saturday parties for such a lazy Sunday.

This Sunday was quite unique yet quite thinking. Not because all of a sudden the force of gravity was acting on my body, not because Bru cappuccino isn’t offering PVR tickets anymore not even because Benazir Bhutto is dead… but because It’s my grandmother who thinks most absurdly about …Well, “Swarg”.

“Diksha...” she says, “It’s all our deeds that determine our destination. Swarg…” as she goes on, “is a room of utilities unlike hell where we all have to bathe in the river of blood!” Oh..k…Come again? Bathing in blood? ‘Room’ ok, in capitals this time- ROOM full utilities to suffice a ‘man’s’ needs? Plus Swarg is just a room full of UTILITIES? I mean, does she mean to say it’s Harry Potter after death?

Now that I know why dying is so difficult-the reason what really got me thinking was the statement-Deeds Determine Destination to attain Swarg. Well, Do they? Common Philosophers may brag on the topic about how deeds and destiny are directly linked. But, my three worded question to them is-IS IT SO?

I wish to exemplify through three known men- the good, the bad and the evil…who seem to change the meaning of the sentence for me- time and again. Confusing me and making me defy the holy words of truth of such an honest, gentle and knowledgeable grandmother-making her look “ignorant”…(Mean men! Hmphhh..)

First of all- the good man-the great man-basically the greater population of of Earth. All those men and women who do the right and know the right-believe in secularism but are more the religious sorts. These are the people whose deeds decide their destinations- the room full of utilities. “Luxury” is the word to lure them, “Death” is the word to cure them. But, unfortunately, some of them have to bathe in the river of blood having committed crimes like theft, extortions, murder, rape, kidnappings, Sati etc, while the Bharat Ratna award winners get their share of utilities in the ‘room’. ‘Justice’ in the lords’ land…

They’d never let me print this if I don’t include India in this. Well, one of our favorite Indian- Mr. Narendra Modi is the worthy winner of the ‘bad man’ category. Though he’s certainly not the evil, just a bit greedy- So I guess, corruption will workl in the land of he lords as well. Where he will partially blood-bathe and partially be a Swarg-‘TARRIFF’ giver. People have the loved him ever since hence they’d definitely make room for him in that room…Now that’s what I call deeds determining destination. Isn’t it?

Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen…he’s the master of all strokes without him any googly is never ‘out’…but the bowler to “Wazzat!” every team-The Al-Qaeda’s soul Osama Bin Laden is one such man who who confuses this statement for me along with other men if the ‘evil’ category. According to my grandmother he will ‘have to’ go to hell and bathe in the river of blood. And yes, to re-remind you he’s very much suffered hell on the Earth itself-because bathing in blood is not just his passion but also adds pride to his ‘blood’…

To conclude- I’m most horribly sorry to if I’ve been rudely and awfully sarcastic. But, to tell you the truth, it’s only because ‘democracy’ allows me the right to FREELY express… I’m most definitely not asking the readers to react, I’m not even telling them to think like me, Neither am I asking them to help me out of my confusion. I’m just requesting them to be as silent as they are. I’m asking them to stay put. I’m asking them to finish this article and read the next one. I’m asking everyone to read, see, watch and get over with each new idea they come across. I’m requesting all of you to go to Swarg after you live such a life…and there be even more quieter…As we have series of such lives to live…

dIKSHA gROVER

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What's wrong with us? What's happening around us? What is this world? What's the use of our lives? Why words? What...Who...Where...When...Why...How...Hell no! these are too mind boggling questions! I feel the pain in answering them...don’t you? Maybe that’s why both of us are diagnosed as spastics-skeptics-ism... a disease of slow death...sweet death actually...of DIE-betes... though years later... IS YOUR COLOR GREEN? talks about...how green will soon be extinct in this world...as an evironmentalist, I care, do you? rather...don't you? or do you not want to? What does you dying existence tells you to do?