After having dwelled on this planet for over two decades i guess i am old enough to pen down my opinion on God, the way he functions ,whether he truly exists. Two theories have so far evolved in my highly skewed brain where the left part of it is in constant conflict with the right part . The RBT(right brain theory) proposes that God is just a figment of imagination of the highly agile human mind. Mankind has come up with logical explanations behind every natural phenomenon and there absolutely seems no trace of God. No i am not going to bore you with big bang or Galileo's theory rather i'd site some of my perceptions on several disturbing incidents. Why din't God save that child who succumbed to his injuries in the drone attack on his school. Why din't God save that innocent girl who on her way back on the bus was being brutally raped and mutilated. I am sure in that moment of despair she would have chanted his name at-least once.
As if the world was too boring with its peace and serenity, people decided to bring about some entertainment into their lives in the form of blood shed under the pretext of religion. I have honestly given up all my efforts in comprehending the hype associated with religion as i don't see the big deal about it. If God is the chopsey(chowmein) then religion is just how you decide to eat it ,either with chopsticks , with a fork or with bare hands. Where was Allah when his followers were being slayed to death in the Gujarat riots. Where was Lord Ram when his devotees were being burnt alive in a moving train and where was Jesus while the nuns were being gang raped by some religious fanatics right inside the church?
As my pen is scribbling down all of this, the left side of my brain interrupts me in its customary fashion, thereby changing the course of words. There still remain several unanswered questions . That day, that moment it could well have been you or me on that dreadful bus of pain Nirbhaya got onto. But no we were spared but why wasn't she ? That acid attack victim decides to fight back with a magnitude of strength unimaginable to mere mortals and manages to bounce back. Is it hope that gave the victim her new life. Is hope a metaphor of God?
Wonders do happen!!! Isn't every day you survive unscathed a huge wonder in itself?? So how does the universe work? Does nature randomly choose its victims and screw them up badly or does it run as per a script, named destiny ? If so then who is the author of this script?
It might take me a life time to decipher the enigma of this supernatural force so mean the while i shall continue accompanying my mom to the temple just to keep her spirits high. Whilst she is breaking that coconut to be offered i shall resume my conversation with God ......."God if you are there then y dis Kolaveri ??? "
As my pen is scribbling down all of this, the left side of my brain interrupts me in its customary fashion, thereby changing the course of words. There still remain several unanswered questions . That day, that moment it could well have been you or me on that dreadful bus of pain Nirbhaya got onto. But no we were spared but why wasn't she ? That acid attack victim decides to fight back with a magnitude of strength unimaginable to mere mortals and manages to bounce back. Is it hope that gave the victim her new life. Is hope a metaphor of God?
Wonders do happen!!! Isn't every day you survive unscathed a huge wonder in itself?? So how does the universe work? Does nature randomly choose its victims and screw them up badly or does it run as per a script, named destiny ? If so then who is the author of this script?
It might take me a life time to decipher the enigma of this supernatural force so mean the while i shall continue accompanying my mom to the temple just to keep her spirits high. Whilst she is breaking that coconut to be offered i shall resume my conversation with God ......."God if you are there then y dis Kolaveri ??? "
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