Questions that haunt my mind

Does selfless love really exist? More often than not, is not the need to be loved being labelled as love? And how fair is selfless love? I mean, is it fair to expect a person to continue loving someone who is an absolute monster? Does this mean that Quid-Pro-Quo is the benchmark of “fair love”? Is certain amount of fairness imperative to the concept of love?

Is the creator not lonely? For it takes a great amount of loneliness to suffer the company of absolute fools, the humans!

What if we are actually honest with everyone all the time? Brutally, fully and completely honest? Will it not be the beginning of the end of several relationships? Will the end be for good or bad? I wonder how this world would be if everyone speaks nothing but the truth. Would it not be totally chaotic?

If love is the ultimate answer to all the puzzles, if it indeed is so simple, then why do we fear decoding the puzzle of life by using the key of love? Why do we get attracted to the complex solutions which are not rooted in love but fear, hate and jealously?

 If comparison is the root cause of strife and restlessness, wouldn’t it have died its natural death in the course of evolution? Does the need to compare serve some constructive purpose? Does it lead you somewhere?

What are the characteristics of evolution? Simple characteristics of evolution? Can there ever be any simple characteristics of evolution? Are we moving towards complexity with every passing millisecond?

If truth is the ultimate destination of all the religions of the world, why is the oil of lie required to smoothen the rough counters of the basic tools that are needed to operate this world?

Unfairness, deceit and exploitation has inherently been the fundamentals upon which the civilisation has come to survive and rest since time immemorial. And we, as a race, have been striving to uproot and/or address the issues arising out of unfairness, deceit and exploitation. Is there a possibility that we will destroy the human civilisation per se in the process of trying to set right what has been practised since ages? Is unfairness and brute power really the operating principles of the world? What are the replaceable principles?

Why does unrequited love hurt so much? Why does it take the form and shape of a sore wound that refuses to heal?

I have come to realise the fact that I am absolutely dispensable in the larger scheme of life! The world will be absolutely functional in my absence. Nothing will stop. The sun will continue to rise and set. The tides will continue to ebb and flow. The days will continue to follow night and the night will in turn follow day to form week, months and years. The world wouldn’t stop evolving, moving ahead and consequentially self-destroying itself. So why worry so much? Why fret, fight and fuss? Instead, why not forgive, fool around and have fun?  If in the process, I end up decoding the purpose of my existence, good for me. If not, I will go to my grave with the satisfaction that I lived every moment to the fullest J

From 24 to 30 and Beyond!

When I converse with people who belong to the age bracket of 18 to 24 years; it appears to me that we come from different planets altogether! I have heard about the book, “Men are from Mars-Women are from Venus”.  I now sincerely feel that the time is ripe to write a sequel, “18 to 24 years old are from Mercury whereas the 30+ year’s lot are from Pluto”!  How does life alter so fundamentally within a span of less than a decade? Why am I plagued with a feeling that we are different species altogether? Am I losing my sense of empathy? 

Why do I feel as if I never really was a 24 year old and was always beset with the same set of issues that typically plagues a 30 year old! You don’t even realize how EMI issue becomes more serious than boyfriend issue? It appears as if in a blink of an eye, the problem of buying a house at the age of 30 is certainly far more complicated than the problem of finding a decent well-paying job at the age of 24! What is more difficult? The challenges of starting a family at the age of 30 or the burden of kick starting your career at the age of 24?

In the age gap of 18 to 24, the question of “What next?” doesn’t bother you for the simple reason that the agenda is categorically chalked out for you by your friends and family in the form of a fixed 5 year plan! You literally have a list to cross! Complete your studies-Check! Find a job-Check! Find a decent set of people to socialize-Check! Find a mate to settle down-Check! You are so busy checking the check list to which you attach so much of importance that you end up presuming that your check list has pushed you into the most challenging phase of life.  What could be more challenging than the task of burning mid-night oil in the race of clearing your exams after exams for eventually obtaining your divine degree that would act as a magical key that would open the lock of your destiny and let you in the house of rocking career and financial stability? What would be more painful than the bleeding heart which is forced to tread across the treacherous path of broken relationships? Is there anything more taxing than the unending attempts of finding just the right kind of job that would act as the best launching pad?

Just when you are busy crossing the milestones from 18 to 24 after silently patting yourself on the back for having checked all the items in the “To do list”; you are hardly ready for what lays in store ahead! You have no idea that your time-travelled self has zoomed past into the future and is standing at the gate with a sign of “Welcome to the real world-Your journey has just began, please tighten the seat belt of responsibility and courage, for you are about to take the journey of never ending expectations, both internal and external!”  The feeling of growing up all of a sudden and being solely accountable for all your deeds and actions is scary indeed! In retrospect, you start thinking, what was I fretting and fuming for? Was getting the degree really that difficult? Why on earth was I making a big deal of my broken relationships? Am I not tackling far bigger challenges now? How stupid and naïve was I! How I blew things out of proportion! How I made a big deal out of every little thing which did not really mattered in the long run!

This thought process now sets me thinking. In retrospect, if I find the typical problems of a 24 year old as are less complicated in comparison to what plagues a 30 year old; will I belittle the problems that I face now when I turn 40? At the age of 40, in retrospect, will I reach a conclusion that all my worries were uncalled for? That the issues besetting me at 30 were non-issues really? That I shouldn't have made a big deal out of it?  How I wish I could time travel backwards and comfort my former self that it was pointless to be anxious, that it was meaningless to magnify problems’ that this was just a phase which would get over!

I cannot take a backward journey in time but at this juncture, especially when I am conscious of the fact that my current issues would lose its value and gravity over the course of the next decade, I can certainly decide to relax, to let go off, to calm down as nothing really matters in the larger schemes of things other than peace of mind. And is this realization not what growing up all about?

And if you fail to realize this, you shall forever be stuck at 24! The choice is yours!

Random Rambling in the mysterious zone of heart

Two things are the biggest levellers (a) Death; and (b) True Love.  Death does not differentiate between the rich and poor, the wise and fool, the beautiful and ugly; so does true love! It simply doesn't differentiate!

Is the constant barrage of memory from the near and distant past a sign of unrequited love? Is there any healing for the wounds inflicted by the unanswered calls of heart? Or does it leave a permanent scar on one’s soul; so deep and so raw as if it were inflicted in the very moment.

What is the quality of true love? Does true love make you protective about your lover? I believe true love, in all shape and form; always have some degree of maternal qualities.

Does absolute, pure, unalloyed, pure and pulsating love exist only within the time frame of split second? Or can it continue for as long as the human heart continues beating tirelessly?

What is selfless love? Is it a reality or figment of one’s imagination? Is it the most beautiful state of mind or the most unjust? Does loving someone selflessly necessarily entail getting sucked into a downward spiral of self-coercion or is it the only way to liberating one-self from self-destruction?

Love is rather a simple phenomenon, the expectations and the consequent illusion makes it complicated.

Does selfless love makes one wise in the matter of heart and unwise otherwise?

The most beautiful quality about love is that it adds so many beautiful colours to the otherwise dreary existence; which, in the absence of love and the longings of heart, would be nothing but a long and dark hell-hole!

If true love is the sign of wise heart, how many millenniums will it take for human race to attain wisdom?

Does love liberates or enslaves? Depends on how selfless it is!