Feel it!!

Feel it!!

The past few days have witnessed many friends of mine, entering into the blogosphere. Something, that, I always wanted them to do. In my reckoning, blogging is a radical concept and is immensely powerful. It’s more or less impossible in today’s shady world to get such a leveled field to test your skills.

However, that’s a different story and I’ll love to talk about it sometime later. For now, I have got some new blogs to catch up.

To my astonishment, some of them have already started making waves by instigating some engrossing and grueling debates. One such debate is about the views expressed by Amartya Sen in an interview toOutlook

He says

“How peculiar it is that someone as non-violent as Gandhiji, who was very inspired by the Gita, was on the side of Krishna, who is making Arjuna fight a war and kill people, when Arjuna is saying maybe I shouldn’t kill!”

The debate is on at nakul’s blog. But, what dazzles me is the greatness of the epic. In my view it’s too fascinating to be a real story.This epic is either a truly outstanding, flawlessly thought and immaculately inked piece of fiction or it’s arguably the best piece of historical text ever known to humans.An epic authored before Christ, some two thousand years back.

In any of the case it’s highly improbable that the Mahabharata we read today is the original version of the Mahabharata written or conceived two thousand years back (Two thousand years are sufficient to alter any text.).

Even if it is, then also, there is a fair amount of possibility that it’s suffering from some kind of narrative error or at some hapless point the author could have failed to unerringly ink, what he conceived.

The point that I want to make is, while reading such revolutionary and enormously impactful but primeval epics one must not go fact by fact, rather, one  should try to comprehend the soul of the text. His endeavor must be to read between the lines.

This text is like a profoundly researched case study on life.There is no doubt about the fact that the text aimed to teach humanity, benevolence and compassion in large and the impact of this text has been felt everywhere across the globe.

Perhaps human history has never ever witnessed a literary piece that has affected so many lives and I am certain that in all probability it will shape many more lives in the years to come.

It’s an incredibly astonishing story which has taught the human kind the most fundamental lessons of humanity in the most enthralling fashion. Even after this mammoth time since it’s creation, it has not lost its old charm and continues to beckon, regale and educate one and all about the most seminal issues of integrity and righteousness.We owe a lot to this remarkable epic.

P.S. :- Here is how Gurcharan Das unravels some modern-day mysteries through Mahabharata.

Goofy (Guest Author)

An eye for eye!!

Lately, the English contingent turned its back on the World Badminton Championship and returned home citing security reasons. Earlier this year Australia withdrew from Davis Cup for the same reasons.

Now instead of learning from our mistakes and ameliorating the security, some of us are advocating for a global agency examining sport security issues. These people reckon that all of a sudden the Australians and English have turned racist and thus feel that these decisions are racially provoked.

Perhaps, there allegation is just but certainly the solution that they propose is not only run of the mill but outrageously quixotic. Moreover I sincerely fail to see any problem. These people who are propagating this nonsense idea are projecting it as an issue of national pride. The only problem that I see is of cardinal dearth of common sense in some of us.

National pride is a very emotional issue and cannot be debated but we cannot attach every second thing with our national pride. This way we will end up isolating ourselves with the rest of the world and this may culminate in obliteration of the very reason of our pride, our nation.

If we think pragmatically, we lose nothing when some nation backs out from a tournament. Let me elaborate why?

There could be only two reasons behind this, either the players really found the security wanting or they are racist or biased, they loathe our country and want to disdain us.

In the first case, they have all the right to back out and we have all the need to improve and introspect while in the second case, I just don’t understand why we are so hell bent on playing with few individuals who don’t revere us and our nation.

For a moment, let us assume that there is an international body looking after these matters and the body adjudicates against us. What will then happen to our national pride? Who takes the responsibility that the body will be totally efficient and unbiased? I don’t remember many international bodies taking decisions in favor of India or the other poorer nations for that matter for reasons very palpable. And I just cannot imagine the amount of controversy it will cause when the guest nation refuses to comply with it.

This can happen with us too. We all know how paranoid we turn when it comes to wellbeing of our stars. We did refuse going to Pakistan citing security reasons.

These kind of bizarre suggestions only turn matters worse. These agencies, if anything will complicate the matters. We must realize that going fanatical about a decision taken by a body which doesn’t represent even a fraction of the nation’s population will fan the flames of the state of affairs gratuitously. Instead of getting fanatical on this issue and taking irrational decisions we must harness our vigor to fortify ourselves and pick up our game.

Gandhiji once said- “An eye for eye makes the whole world blind.”

Goofy (Guest Author)

The Egg Curry!!

Here they go,

The hero of this poem and his pals;

Communicator pings and the intelligence hints,

EGG CURRY in the menu with few gorgeous gals;

 

Bang goes the door,

Hullabaloo on the floor;

A march to the mess,

Men are valiant, they are fearless;

 

Eyes lit, chests overblown,

Heads high and the destination higher;

He climbs, they gasp, huff and pant,

He sings, they rant;

 

Here they arrive,

On the mall, ending the toil after the turmoil;

Riding on a cloud, envied by the crowd;

In a hurry, to gobble EGG CURRY;

 

Here it comes,

The hope,

With the pedigree of getting splintered

And the propensity of recuperating unhindered;

 

Here it goes,

The hopeful but hapless spoon in the haggard hand,

In the curry, plunging and exploring

Alas! A spoon is spoon, no magic wand;

 

And here it comes,

The reminiscent of the great Shakespeare,

A curry in the mess

by any other name

Would be equally egg less;

 

Goofy (Guest Author)