And as you mature, you become aware of what you are turning into, for whatever it is, remember the bliss of loving someone, is far more satisfying than them loving you, because salvation comes from giving and not taking back. Home is made to give, so you give him a home, the place where no matter what happens in the outside world, he'd be welcomed, the place where you'd never retaliate his occasional corroded temper, the place that can just fit him and let him find a room for himself.
Warning: not for the ones who believe they run this universe; basically atheists.
Yesterday, at the table, I dragged away the plate in despair of not having my favourite dish. Maa rebuked me and said that we are lucky to have something to eat in such a period of lockdown and crisis, each one of us. Think about the other side of the coin. Where people are starving, where people are still struggling to go back to their homes. Rolling my eyes I was about to shun her lesson turning into an hour-long sermon when I suddenly realised our mythological concept of having nature deities, like a Goddess of food, as one pointed out by her.
We have deities of air, water, fire, love and whatnot, in different mythologies. Artemis, Gaea, Varun, Agni, Hestia only to name a few. It is probably a concept for mankind to make him realise his niche and stay within it. That a higher authority sits above him which governs the reserves that we think are inexhaustible. They exist to remind us of how easily we could be jeopardized, reducing our technologies to feeble fossils of existence. There may be N number of tales and fables about them, but each one is conclusive of the same lesson.
Nature gave it to us when we didn't expect it and may take it away when we require it the most. Decades after decades we have sown the seeds of irresponsibility, nourishing it with impudence, arrogance and negligence. The global crisis is our sincere harvest. Unsurprisingly, there could be more to show up.
We could be excellent techies, spectacular prodigies but still wouldn't be able to win over nature's tit-for-tat. This, I guess, was my quarantine lesson learnt, while I still failed at ceasing my mums broadcasting sermon!
Coincidentally, my current book on reading pretty much states the ongoing global crisis. Yes, I'm talking about the corona virus and the implications it has had over us in just a few weeks. Most of the time we must have thought as to 'why' and 'how' it came into existence. A country eating all species of animals was the most probable reason listed. But no, root down a bit deeper. We always have a question as to 'how do they eat all this','how could they even gulp all that down their throats' 'why don't they eat cereals and veggies'. All of us are worried about the havoc such eating habits could cause in the world foodweb.
Well, OVERPOPULATION or POPULATION EXPLOSION is the answer to our cringeworthy faces. The famine of China during the 1960's and the enactment of the Wildlife Protection Act(which is way different from ours). The country couldn't feed its people and gradually legalised peasant farming and consequently legalised the trade of wild animals which now by the 90's had become a perquisite to the booming economy of China.
And this time everything would make sense. When you'd set your arms free without the slightest care of what could go, fall, fall and still stand. Because then you will hold back some withered yet beautiful parts of what is called life, and you will be amazed to see how happy it makes you. A reflection that would never lie to you, and would never let your curve quiver in doubt. #life#poetry#thoughts#inspiration#love