Thursday, June 23, 2011

Poor Mouse

I woke up to a humid and sleepy morning today. Slowly I dragged myself to the bathroom. To my utter surprise, I found a small mouse in the small bucket in the bathroom. One-fourth of the bucket was filled with water and  only the mouse's nose was above the water. It was very still. I presumed it to be dead. It had surprised me because, I had been at my current residence for almost two years now, but had never seen a mouse in the house before.

Anyways, I started moving the bucket with my feet to make sure that it was really dead. But then it started moving and swimming in the shallow water. It tried to scramble out of it but couldn't as the mouth of the bucket was too high for it. I started thinking how I could get rid of it. My sister was still sleeping and I didn't want to wake her up. And also I couldn't think of killing the poor thing. Ultimately I decided to carry the bucket by the handle and throw the water along with the mouse over the railing of the front veranda. As I live on the 2nd floor of the building, the mouse would fall down and get away from our place for good. 

But the mouse was smart and aimed itself to fall on the slab on the outside of the railing. Well, what now I thought. But I didn't have to think for more than a couple of seconds. As the the very wet little mouse was celebrating it's freedom by the slab corner, a cunning crow was watching it . The crow came swooping down and picked the wet and weak mouse in its beak and carried it away to the neighbouring roof! The poor little thing was squeaking it's heart out.

Poor mouse. For all it's struggle from keeping itself dying in the water for ,God knows, how long, it ended up becoming the breakfast of the crow. Life can treat us real funny at times. When we think we had just been  spared, life  nails us. And when we think we are thrown deep down in a hole, life throws in a long rope.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Of Dust & Ashes

What is Life? As a student of a missionary school, I learned in the Moral Science subject that life is a gift of God. Now who is God? Again, God is the creator of all, who is omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent. 

Starting from the tiniest micro-organism to the largest animal, there are zillions of lives. Everyone has its own story. And everyone of us live in a limited world of existence. For a plant, life starts in the form of a seed, which grows up with the help of water and sunlight, bears fruit (which is food to somebody up the food chain), get its seeds pollinated by pollinators and dies sooner or later. Apart from the regular life activities of growing, being food to someone else, reproducing and finally dying, animals have some additional activities like fighting for power, defining territories and doing specific activities in the herd.

It is said that on Earth, human beings are the supreme beings and God created us in His like (I often wonder,  why on earth were we human beings entrusted with all the knowing. It could have been anyone of all the species!). We, too, spend our lives in the regular life activities like any other animal. Only in addition, we fight for anything and everything.

Life is time bound and the world is beautiful. So are we supposed to live the beauty and contribute to the same or make it ugly by complaining and fighting. As I see it, from time immemorial, human beings have been craving and fighting for power alone. It may be power in the form of beauty, money, leadership, control, religion or possession. Power is momentary because it ends with us. But the beauty of good is eternal.

I am not an atheist. I believe in that Supreme Being that pull the strings of us all. And I feel His presence in everything I see and know. But I also feel that religion is the worst gift that He had given us. It makes me sad when people propagate that their way of knowing Him is the best. There is no best way to know Him, but only one--faith and faith alone.

In the movie 'War of the Worlds', there is a shot where it showed the micro-organisms inside a plant and the scene slowly zoomed out showing first the plant, then the area, city, country, Earth and finally the Earth as a speck in the universe. In the movie 'Men in Black', in the end, it is shown that big creatures are playing dice with the celestial bodies. Who knows, that might be true!We are among the tiniest of the tiniest part in this universe. I, personally, am awed by its vastness.

The universe is endless and timeless. And yet we think we are the mightiest and the greatest. Our problems, our thinking, our stubbornness proves to be trifle and ridiculous in comparison. The things that we love, fear and fight for are belittled by it. We all are a part of a much bigger plan. There are things to see and know beyond our regular lives. We are a part of the universe and we shall be going back to it when we die. No matter how much we fight for power, it doesn't matter in the end. It is not going to change the fact that we are made up of dust and ashes, and dust and ashes we shall be when we cease to breath...