Sin-grimage

Hey son, come here, it's your destiny,

Take a plunge to set yourself free.

Drop some treasure off the pocket,

As I bribe the gods for your fate.

Throw the polyethylene in the holy Ganges,

Plastic is more palpable than your sins and pays my wages.

Hey son, come here, I'll show you the way,

Waiting in the line is sinners' game and affray.

Don't follow their trail full of waiting and pain,

Donate a 100 bucks and you'll board a fast train.

The God's station will arrive in no time,

And the altar will feel like an aged wine.

Hey son, wait a minute, it's your place,

The shrine is home to the right race.

You've got the riches blessed by the highers,

Share some for invaluable time with non-whiners.

Sit and talk with the gods more than the others,

The others will be pushed through the structure for its brothers.

Hey son, listen to me, this is to set things right,

You've the planetary ingredients that make me fright.

It just needs some garnishing with divine chants,

Donate the holy as I help you overcome the ill rants.

Repeat my verses and you'll be the king,

Never needed to work and damsels around your wings.

Hey son, one more minute, your loved shrine is breaking,

Do something for its glory and stand tall.

I'll put your name on the wall of the the holy structure,

And it will make the smiles on our faces appear wider.

You are the blessed believer succumbing to our rule,

Flowered will be your life without any gruel.

Hey brother, hey sister, I've some words, pay heed,

Pilgrimage is not the greatest deed.

A religious business that trades the economy of emotions,

Defying the detachment and moral rules that lived once.

Pilgrimage is a process of daily life,

The visited shrines reflect sin-grimage of the managing tribe.

A Small, Private Universe

You are just one among the trillions nomading this planet. Your achievements, successes, failures, or those embarrassing moments that you have are confined to either yourself or a small universe that you have built around you. A universe where people whom you love or know – live. It is your private universe, one that matters to you, it is where you drain your energies and it's the place that charges your batteries.

You are oblivious to the many other private universes just as others are oblivious to yours. You harp, lie, work, cheat, struggle, fight, and give your best in everything to safeguard this small universe. You've built this universe with every small experience in your life. The individuals that reside in your den are those who matter to you. They are your world and the rest are people with whom you collide on busy streets and stations. Your universe's opinion and energies make you happy, sad, angry, or highly motivated. You don't give a darn to the world outside just as it doesn't give a darn to you.

I believe in living for your own universe. Just as people in your universe are the world to you, you mean a world to them. Make a universe as true and loving you can. Filter out race, religion, community, caste, and dialect as the selection criteria. Make your world as good as possible. Keep truth, wisdom, and love as its key and only ingredients. Be true irrespective of the situation.

As long as you live – politicians will be corrupt, bureaucrats will seek bribe, media will not tell the truth, marketing will drive your needs, prices will rise, wars will break, and you will doubt everything. If at any time, you feel that the world is cruel and there is no point being good, just think of the line – Thanks to your goodness, there is something more good in the world.

It is your goodness that drives happiness and truth in your universe. It is your truthfulness that motivates others around you to stay good and believe in truth, love, and honesty. Expand the domain of your universe. Spread love and goodness as long as you live. Goodness in your small universe is not negligible in the world. It matters a lot. The goodness has the potential to lead to a chain reaction of love and harmony.

Fictional Gods

Religion is the masterpiece of the art of animal training, for it trains people as to how they shall think.~ Arthur Schopenhauer

I have wondered this for some time, now -- Could various religions be work of art by various artists scattered across time and geography? For just as every area has its staple diet, it also has stapled religious practices. Each religion is also practiced with local customs that have shaped over centuries and have been influenced by local geography. For example, in some Indian states, Bramhins have been traditionally vegetarian. However, as you travel north to Jammu and Kashmir or to the coastal state of Goa, Bramhins consume meat. So, which Bramhinical way of life is the best? Abstaining from meat or enjoying what's available in plenty and is necessary to survive?

I can't answer in words better than Michel Eyquem de Montaigne's:

Every man calls barbarous anything he is not accustomed to; we have no other criterion of truth or right-reason than the example and form of the opinions and customs of our own country. There we always find the perfect religion, the perfect polity, the most developed and perfect way of doing anything!

Each religion has originated from one place and then spread across geography. It has been a slow process. The spread has taken centuries, but highly motivated individuals have wandered the earth, undergone hardships, given their life, worked as slaves, and have endured hate with a smile with a hope that they are doing the right thing for the human race.

I often wonder as Gods, across the world, have been drawn, sculpted, designed, and formed by artists, how much of their thoughts on how a particular god looks influence their art? I bet their own imagination shapes the outcome.

So, for every religion, across time, several individuals must have thought of the way the unseen, and yet the all-pervading ruler, appears. It is those individuals who would have determined what is right and wrong in the eyes of the almighty. Next, they would have garnered followers by their astute story-telling skills and making others believe -- theirs is the best way to live.

For me, if god exists, then there is just one god who has been customized by human fictional imagination. If you want a demonstration of the way we cook up information, play a game of Chinese Whispers with 10 individuals. The first phrase spoken to start the game looses accuracy at the fourth or fifth whisper. So, just imagine the accuracy of religious teachings across centuries!

In the present day and age, it's more important to love each other than to kill or fight in the name of religion, language, region, or custom. It is difficult as we can't avoid fighting even for entities like Football teams!

No matter how you have been raised, you must believe - one is all and all is one. I once heard a great speaker say -- We don't choose a religion, we are born in it.

So, love all and hate none.

I believe in Spinoza's God who reveals himself in the orderly harmony of what exists, not in a God who concerns himself with the fates and actions of human beings. ~ Albert Einstein

All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident. ~ Arthur Schopenhauer