Hari Shanker R

Hari Shanker R

A Happiness Engineer at Automattic.

Divine Intervention!

Can anyone name the most revered and the most fought-upon three letter word in English? Okay, that might be a tad obfuscating. Here’s a clue. The word, when reversed, gives the name of a canine. Rings a bell, doesn’t it? 😉 With all due respect to the guy who’s “watching us from above” and who is THE supreme authority (at least for a good number of the populace including me); I present before you the story of my enlightenment, amply backed by his/her divine intervention! Forgive me if this already sounds too corny, but trust me, it’s not.

I was born to an atheist father and a devoutly-religious mother. My dad being a ‘tolerant’ atheist, mom and I were spared from lengthy discourses on his lofty philosophies. However on being questioned about the deviance in his religious inclinations, dad always gives a standard reply. I’d like to quote him:
“I’m not a hardcore atheist, as you, ostensibly, might have thought. I neither frequent temples, nor do I ‘fear’ God. But that does not mean I’m totally against the concept of temples, churches, mosques and other places of worship. The fact that people believe in the existence of a supreme authority above them gives them some form of intellectual solace. In these troubled times, it’s hard to remain sane! So people accept the power of the supreme authority. Prayer is an intellectual outpour in pursuit of mental satisfaction. But I believe I’m intellectually sound, and I don’t need to trust in a ‘God’ who simply does not exist, to keep myself fully sane!”
Whew! Looks like dad spent a few years to arrive at such lofty schools of thought! 😛 But I’m doubly sure that this vagrant explanation is just a façade which veils some deep-rooted issue that prevents my dad from praying. I’ll find that out someday, for sure! 😉

Anyways, dad’s tolerant attitude helped mom mould me into a devout Hindu. I frequent temples and pray daily (well, if not daily, at least twice/thrice in a week). I know the essence of Bhagvat Geetha. I’m also trying to analyze other Hindu scriptures so as to have a more spiritual and deep-rooted understanding of the religion I staunchly put my faith in. Often I indulge in lengthy religious discussions with like-minded cousins or my Brahmin friend Narasimhan. All this inclination to Hinduism doesn’t mean I’m totally against other faiths/religions. I make it a point to pray at the Chapel at Loyola School whenever I pay a visit. Sometimes, instead of my favorite ‘God’ “Krishna”, I call for help from Christ himself. I haven’t had much opportunity to read/know more about other religions, but I respect them the way I respect Hinduism.

Nevertheless, despite my firm religious credentials, I guess dad’s anti-God thoughts have had some impact on me. Atheistic-moorings I stumble upon in the net and elsewhere sometimes shift me to momentary agnosticism (doubt about the existence of God), only to slip back to home ground, clinging strongly to my beliefs! 2008 was the year that almost brought me to the brink of atheism/agnosticism. All the while, I was plagued by tribulations from all directions. I found myself pinned-down by life, terribly-demoralized and my feeble-ego shattered to chunks. Prayers gave me little solace and the sheer amount of anti-God literature I laid my hands upon started having their ill-effects on me. News reports of riots and massacring in the name of God moved my psyche. “Isn’t religion a fig leaf that hides the roots of self-destruction?” I mused. I found myself shift away from my religious duties I once pursued with zeal. Mom was aghast at my growing lack of interest in prayers et al, but I didn’t relent. However, anti-religious moorings didn’t have much effect on my luck and I ended up getting more screwed up by the day.

My conundrum was quite peculiar in it that my life seemed perfect from the outside. Friends routinely raised their eyebrows when I shared my fears with them. Few empathized with me, and even those who did, saw me with a cynical eye. Still, I was more-or-less sure about my impending fall-from-grace. Perhaps I was trying to make myself ‘comfortable’ listening to friends’ sympathies. Parents too voiced their concern about me by restricting my freedom (and intellectual liberties), adding salt to my already-battered, intellectual wound.

Then, there came the breaking point. The human mind is like a rubber-band. It can be stretched, but there’s a limit to the force you can apply, which would snap it. I got the feeling the very instant my brain snapped. I tossed and turned in my bed at the middle of the night, trying to find sleep. I couldn’t. The pain was so excruciating. I thought I would go mad. I felt spasms through my body. Sweat was oozing through my face. I raced to the dining room and gulped half a jug of water. Then I rested on the sofa in our drawing room. The water helped to some extent, but I was still tensed at large. My heart raced. Sweat still rushed through my face and through my body, wetting my t-shirt. My life flashed before my eyes. Every single mistake and each momentous gaffe played back in repeat mode. The blunders were so numerous that my life itself seemed like a momentous faux pas. As I’d joked to my English Teacher back at Loyola while I was gifting a chocolate on my birthday: “This is to celebrate the 17th anniversary of the greatest mistake ever made by my parents!” Looking back, it was one of the greatest truths I’d ever mentioned.

The realization stung every chamber of blank mind. I felt the pain spread over from my brain, down through the inner-recesses of my body. “I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there.” Lyrics of my favorite Linkin Park song blared from my mobile. Ah, poetic justice. My life is living breathing irony! I ignored it and climbed two sets of stairs, up to the terrace at the top floor of my house. It was chillingly-cold, like any other October night. Even now, I was sweating as if I’d stepped into a furnace. I walked to the parapet and looked down. If I jump from the first floor of my house, head down, my chances of survival would be zero. It would all be over, after a moment’s pain, maybe. Ah, pain. Nothing could possibly be more painful than the pain I was going through. Maybe I could e-mail a suicide note to Chetan Bhagat; he would make it his fourth novel! (That part of Three Mistakes was gross. Period.) Yeah, my life’s story was a perfect tragedy-movie. I sat on the parapet, my body angling outward. One push would liberate me from the pain.

The process was gradual. I first heard a shrill voice within my brain. I had almost made up my mind to jump. The pitch progressed geometrically with time. Finally, it engulfed my mind and I could no longer bear it! A wave of gnashing-pain seized my forehead. It was as if someone had cut my eyebrows with a blade. I stood up from the parapet and lay flat on the terrace-floor. The pain began to subside, and within a minute, it was over. I sat up. The beads of sweat from my body were now disappearing and I began to feel the chill of the night. The numb sensation in my mind was gone. I felt a sense of calm overcome me. Had it not been that sudden sensation, I would have transformed myself into a useless pulp of human flesh a couple of minutes ago. I shuddered at the very thought.

Then, I found a ray of hope! I suddenly felt I could overcome all problems I’d once deemed insurmountable. I had tackled different versions of them before at earlier stages in my life. All I needed was will power. I’d been a lifelong slacker. I had neglected my long-term goals and focused on short-term targets. I could reprioritize my life. There was still time. I just needed to free my mind of all the sh1t that had accrued in it. I ran down to our pooja room, lighted the lamp and joss sticks. I sat, cross-legged, eyes closed shut, chanting the name of my favourite God “Krishna”, trying to focus my thoughts into an imaginary-orb with the symbol “Om”.

It was tough at first. Thoughts would creep into my mind from all directions like velociraptors pouncing on hapless-prey. But I tried, tried and kept trying, not with much success, I felt then Time was perhaps an illusion to my mind, for I didn’t notice it tick. When I opened my eyes, I could see rays of light sifting through the windows. It was five thirty A.M. Yes, I had meditated for four hours straight! I’m someone who can’t focus on the work I do for more than fifteen minutes straight, mind you! Four hours of continuous meditation was a feat in itself. However, strangely, I didn’t feel any amount of surprise at that achievement I once considered impossible. My back was perhaps sore from sitting cross legged for hours, but I didn’t feel that too! I went through a sensation of undisputed calm. It was as if all my problems were solved and I had nothing to fear. I didn’t feel sleepy either. I went down and did something that I rarely do. I STUDIED!

The rendezvous with myself changed me in ways more than one. True, the fear and apprehension about the problems returned with all the associated gargantuan stress, still I grew less unsure of myself. I found my aspirations written into my psyche in golden imprint. I found new directions for my life, new reasons and new will to work hard. I even saw significant shifts in my character. I dealt with most issues facing me in a calm fashion and even cut down on my unvented aggression. Not until long before, I was a frequent user of the F word, using at least 100 times a day to unvent my frustration. That habit died as a direct result. The depression that loomed large in my mind was wiped out by the new gusto of hope!

I don’t know whether my ‘experience’ would come under a strict ‘divine intervention’ tag. But the sudden ‘push’ that prompted me to change paths and meditate… believe it or not, that thought didn’t really originate in my mind. The pang of pain was so involuntary and sudden. It, perhaps, was the catalyst for me. I’m still not sure. Having tried out meditation before, I’ve never been able to concentrate for more than twenty minutes. But that day, I clocked a record four hours! I don’t know about you, but my rational sense forces me to believe the hand of a third person in my experience. Anyways, I reached a singular conclusion.

There exists God. Period.

25 Comments

  1. Neethu

    Wow!this really happened to you that day????:O
    im speechless….
    naah…on second thought, no surprizes tho….I believe in GOD.I believe in Miracles.PERIOD😀

  2. mea culpa

    If you want to begin a relationship with God it is your decision, no coercion will work out.

    I wish, I could change, Well!!! I do, but sustaining is difficult.

  3. alan alexander

    0.u took forever to post this one…ages since de last post…thot u wer dead.duh

    1.de posts r becomin longer by de day da.

    2.good writin…as always…but wots with de literally teeth crumblin words huh? 😀

    3.de heart was defintly there in this post…but just outta curiosity,wer u der???

    4.n ders sumthin else…but i think i’ll tell u sum oder tym…lemme see de next post first…

  4. alan alexander

    btw y does ur profile pic look as if u an blogger preity sateesh are from de same family ?? 😀

  5. Girl With Big Eyes

    Whoa boy! 4 hours meditation. Are you sure you didn’t sleep off? 😛

    Just kidding!

    It’s a great feat. Are you into yoga?

  6. ഞാന്‍

    I just needed to free my mind of all the sh1t that had accrued in it. I ran down to our pooja room, lighted the lamp and joss sticks. I sat, cross-legged, eyes closed shut, chanting the name of my favourite God “Krishna”, trying to focus my thoughts into an imaginary-orb with the symbol “Om”.

    Marx had said 100 years back “religion is the opium of masses

    You dad said 10 years or 1 year (or whatever) back”….Prayer is an intellectual outpour in pursuit of mental satisfaction. But I believe I’m intellectually sound, and I don’t need to trust in a ‘God’ who simply does not exist, to keep myself fully sane…

    And you proved them right!! bravo!!!

    If you are mentally strong, you just need YOU to solve all your problems. If you are not seek the help of a nonexistant-supernatural power.. he/she/it will never come to help you, but you are actually helping yourself.

    God/Religion is NOT a solution to basic human problems. Just take the count of wars men fought in the name of religion, the riots, the crude customs in the religion…. You just need minimum gray matter, some common sense to garnish, and a pinch of time to THINK and to UNDERSTAND!!!

    As someone said before “we have lot of believers, and a very few thinkers!!!”

    Instead of researching on a non-existent _____________, it will be more productive if you do that research on your course work!!!

    [b]God doesn’t exist. Religion is CRAP!!![/b]

  7. Ms Cris

    You scared me there kid!

    Anyway am quite familiar with the state. Been through all that at 13 when I finally decided I was an athiest. It was real hard at first cause each time I started to wonder, I would immediately shut off such thoughts “how could I even think in those lines”.

    But what finally got me decided was, belief was not something you went and did like take a walk. It had to happen, it had to be there. It could be your thoughts or ideas which brought that. But then no matter what you try to make self believe, it doesnt work that way.

    Needless to say friends from all corners were concerned at different times. “Please you try believing for a few days for me, just few days and after that if you still feel the same way its ok”
    Thing is they dont realize its not a thing I could “try for a few days”. Duh!

    And later when I found myself incapable of explaning or rather wanted my opinions left to self and not be a reason for mass attack, I found the term agnostic and stuck to it. By mind athiest, but since cant offer proof to whys and whats agnostic.

    Anyway am not here to prove any point. I just remembered those times. Glad you could finally be in peace with yourself kid. But dont ever climb to your balcony when you dont feel good! Call a friend, talk to your folks, anything! Dont stay alone and hurt yourself! It wont do anyone or anything ANY good!
    –big sis

  8. Sibin

    Whoa! Ever heard of nirvana??!…You must have had four hours of it!!
    Btw pardon me Hari i really find it hard to digest your vocab…they aARE fantastic anyway!!

  9. Raouf

    I would have been tempted to term this whole incident bullfuckingshit, if only the post didn’t sound this earnest and convincing.
    Fretting about the direction your life is taking is one thing, sizing up the height of your terrace and then meditating for 4 hours, out of nowhere (:-o)and then STUDYING at 5.30 (:-o)(:-o)(:-o)are quite another.
    I’ve changed my mind again. Liar 😛

    Though calling me an atheist would be going too far, I dislike the idea we are not in control of our lives entirely. You had a moment of madness, it passed, you became rational again. That’s all there’s to it.

    The solution to every problem I’ve found in my life is not meditation, it’s more like TALK. TALK to people who may be undergoing similar experience, people you identify with, people who care for you. A good hour spent talking/chatting relieves me of any sort of pressure.

    And you were never going to jump if you had thought of writing to Chetan Bhagat, THEN. 😀

  10. Hari

    @ Neethu:
    As I’ve said in the post, It happened! 😐 No exaggeration.

    God rocks!

    9 words…wow! 😛

  11. Hari

    @ mea culpa:
    True. You have to start thinking on your own. 🙂

    And great to see you back in the blogosphere. Hope you’re fine now. 🙂

    @ alan alexander:
    Well, my net was totally f**ked up! 🙁 I’d written this long back, but I can’t upload it through airwaves can I? 😛 But here I’m back, ta dah! 🙂

    1. Not really. You haven’t read my older posts. Period. 😉

    2. 😐 Everyone says so. 😐

    3. 🙁 Why is this so difficult to believe?

    4. Hehe… I think I already know what you wanna say! Tell me the next time we see each other. 😛

    And, your comments rock! Hey man, why don’t you blog regularly?

    And, hope Preeti doesn’t read this!! 😛

    @ girl with big eyes:
    That’s what! 😛 I still don’t know how that happened!! :-O

    I used to practice Yoga until six years ago. Goanna restart after the ‘enligtenment’. 🙂

    @ ഞാന്‍
    The comment I’ve been waiting for!! 😛

    Bro… You’re more well-versed and knowledgable than me. There’s no point fighting with you, and I don’t intend to do that. 🙂 Your points are valid, and rationally the existance of God might seem like a facade. But believe me, after having an experience just like I did, you’ll change your opinion!!

    I agree with the statement:
    “As someone said before “we have lot of believers, and a very few thinkers!!!””
    But It takes a strong believer to think!

    “Instead of researching on a non-existent _____________, it will be more productive if you do that research on your course work!!!”
    Point taken! But I’ve started my research on my course work too… 😀

    No comments on the last comment! 🙂

    @ ms cris:
    Not bluffing when I say that your comment REALLY touched me, chechi. Felt good to listen to your experience with regards to atheism/agnosticism cause I too went through them. 🙂 Do hold on to the philosophy/school of thought you believe strongly in. That will only do you good! Don’t waver. 😀

    And I agree that what I tried to do was the dumbest thing I’d ever attempted. But when your mind snaps, you’re not a rational person.

    Thanks for the words. And I’m saving this comment in my PC, ’cause this is one of the BEST ones I’ve got ever since I started blogging!

    @ sibin:
    The vocab thing again! 🙁 I’m goanna write in lucid language from now on.

    Thanks man!

    @ raouf:
    Talking is my way out most of the time. But that day, no one was available to talk and it was 12:45 at night with no one to talk!! That was the first thing I tried, btw.

    Answer(s) to the rest of your comment when we meet in person the next time! 🙂

  12. Sriram

    whoa.. awesome! This post rocked!!

    anti-God literature: Remember g-man’s “my point”? :p

    and what did DP say when u told her about the “greatest mistake” of your parents?

  13. Hari Vishnu

    @hari
    wowow hari.. dude this is a masterpice as far as im concerned man.. cos ive had this argument with an (atheist) friend too recently, and i was almost going thru the same phase of beginning to wonder whether it is possible to ‘live sanely’ withot a belief in god.. but then, ia have had too many experiences of ‘divine intervention’ in my life for me to logically reason myself out of belief in it.. too many examples that i just cannot explain by the funny word called ‘chance’ or ‘coincidence’..

    it was capturing, ur post.. ive never gone thru this bad a rough patch before i guess, but yes, wenever ive gone thru the worst, somehow it always seems as if the solution comes to me from the most unexpected directions..

    i was about to post one abt this too.. u stole my post, ass ! 🙂

    so yes.. i believe in one way there is a god. period. but i cannot explain my rationale for that, and i admit that sometimes god is just a construct of my mind to help me. and neither do i care. if that construct helps me to feel safe, gives me reason in life, keeps me focussed, etc, then id rather fool myself into thinking there is a god.. and if nothing i make it a point to atleast meditate once every week.. helps me infinitely to sort out all the nagging feelings that have been accumulating inside me..

    btw dude, if u have serious problems, u shud talk it out to someone too, it can help.. dealing with problems urself is fine, but sometimes talkin helps too..

  14. Hari Vishnu

    @ഞാന്‍

    im sayin this because u sound exactly like my friend who i ve been arguing with.

    “Just take the count of wars men fought in the name of religion, the riots, the crude customs in the religion…. You just need minimum gray matter, some common sense to garnish, and a pinch of time to THINK and to UNDERSTAND!!!”

    wat ure arguing with here is not the concept of god, its religion. i accept religion has gone too far and is not doing wat it is supposed to in the world (in many cases atleast), which is to improve a human being. but that doesnt mean the concept of god is stupid.

    “If you are mentally strong, you just need YOU to solve all your problems. If you are not seek the help of a nonexistant-supernatural power.. he/she/it will never come to help you, but you are actually helping yourself”

    well, if its helping u in more ways than one, then why not?

    for example, wen u watch a movie, u know wats shown is not gonna happen, u know its impossible, u know its all just acted out, u know all these facts logically. yet u watch it.. y? y does it affect u emotionally sometimes, make u laugh sometimes, make u angry sometimes? after all, its just a movie… and if seeing a movie is entertainment, id anyday shell out my money wo watch it, period.

    if that argument is not enough for u,think of it this way.u may not need a concept of god to help u out.but some ppl do.(well actually, maybe wen ure in a really rough patch liek hari u might even turn to that someday,u cannot refute that possibility). so let ppl and their beliefs be.thats all i can say.

  15. ~==[[[ Abhi ]]]==~

    Nice post. Gr8 idea to put forward your turning into a believer. Hope this makes you a better man. I can already see some of the changes, especially in your vocab:). Really awesome. I’d started to think at the begining that this post is coz you’ve fallen for some non hindu gal n you’re telling her how screwed up your mind is like. Bt at the end i’m totally confused. I agree to what njan has told. Bt then as Hari Vishnu told it’s religion n the stupid interpretations that make all the crusades and pogrom’s not god. I didn’t have such an intervention in my life yet, but i pray to god every time i visit a temple for some things. I’m th selfish believer who goes to a temple only when i want something :d

  16. manoranjini

    Firstly, nice read .thanks !
    you seem to have had one heck of an experience!such experiences make us more religious , though i can’t say spiritual .and there is always the danger of overplay when it comes to faith and belief ; this because i myself have been confused for long about how much of my life is mine , and how much is predetermined or influenced by the divine in some way ?well .faith is a source of strength though,so use it to get stronger .. 🙂

  17. ഞാന്‍

    wat ure arguing with here is not the concept of god, its religion. i accept religion has gone too far and is not doing wat it is supposed to in the world (in many cases atleast), which is to improve a human being. but that doesnt mean the concept of god is stupid.

    ലോകത്ത് ഏത് ദൈവമുണ്ട് സുഹൃത്തെ മതത്തിന്റെ ചട്ടക്കൂടുകളില്ലാതെ, മതത്തിന്റെ സംരക്ഷണമില്ലാതെ നിലനില്‍ക്കുന്നത്? മതമേകുന്ന സംരക്ഷണമില്ലാതെ ദൈവത്തിന് അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ ദൈവവിശ്വാസത്തിന് എന്തെങ്കിലും നിലനില്പുണ്ടോ? വിമര്‍ശനബുദ്ധിയും ചിന്താശേഷിയും ഈ മതവിശ്വാസം കൊണ്ടൊരുത്തന് നഷ്ടപ്പെടുകയല്ലേ ചെയ്യുന്നത്? “അടിയുറച്ച വിശ്വാസികള്‍ക്ക്” മാത്രം രക്ഷയേകുന്ന ദൈവ/മത വിശ്വാസം ശരിക്കും അവന്റെ വിമര്‍ശനബുദ്ധിയെ അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ ചിന്താശേഷിയെ അല്ലെ ബാധിക്കുന്നത്? അതായത് ദൈവവും മതവും എന്നത് interdependent ആയിട്ടുള്ള സംഗതികളാണ്. അപ്പോള്‍ മതം വരുത്തി വയ്ക്കുന്ന തെറ്റ്‌കുറ്റങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ദൈവം/ദൈവവിശ്വാസവും ഒരേ പോലെ ഉത്തരവാദികളാണ്. ദൈവമില്ലെങ്കില്‍ മതവുമില്ല, മതമില്ലെങ്കില്‍ ദൈവവുമില്ല!!!

    അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ ജഗദീശ് ഇവിടെ പറഞ്ഞ പോലെ “അതിന് നമുക്ക് ആത്മീയതയല്ല വേണ്ടത് ആത്മാര്‍ത്ഥതയാണ്. നമ്മളോടുള്ള തന്നെയുള്ള ആത്മാര്‍ത്ഥത, അറിവിനോടുള്ള ആത്മാര്‍ത്ഥത, ഭാവി തലമുറയോടുള്ള ആത്മാര്‍ത്ഥത. അല്ലതെ അത്മീയത നമ്മേ കുഴിയില്‍ കൊണ്ട് ചാടിക്കുകയുള്ളു.

    ആത്മാന്വേഷണം, ഗതിമുട്ടുമ്പോള്‍ അനുഭവിക്കേണ്ടിവരുന്ന നിസഹായത ഓര്‍ത്ത് വിഷമിക്കേണ്ട. വഴിമുട്ടിയടത്ത് തന്നെ നിന്നോളൂ, അതുകൊണ്ട് കുഴപ്പമൊന്നുമില്ല, എന്നെങ്കിലും വീണ്ടും മുന്നോട്ടു പോകാമെന്ന ശുഭാപ്തി വിശ്വാസത്തോടെ. അല്ലാതെ അലസതയുടെ മടിത്തട്ടിലേക്ക് പോകേണ്ട കാര്യമില്ല.

    മനുഷ്യന്റെ അടിസ്ഥാന പ്രശ്നങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ദൈവവിശ്വാസം ഒരു solution ആയിരുന്നുവെങ്കില്‍ ഇവിടെ (മലയാളം ലേഖനം ഇവിടെ വായിക്കാം) ആളുകള്‍ വിശപ്പടക്കുവാന്‍ മണ്ണപ്പം ചുട്ടു തിന്നേണ്ട ഗതി വരുമായിരുന്നില്ല. ദൈവം ശരിക്കും ഗുജറാത്തില്‍ പൂര്‍ണ്ണ ഗര്‍ഭിണിയുടെ വയര്‍ കുത്തിക്കീറി ഗര്‍ഭം പുറത്തെടുത്തവരെ ദൈവം അപ്പോള്‍ തന്നെ ഭസ്മമാക്കിയേനെ, ദൈവത്തിന്റെ പേരില്‍ കൊല്ലും കൊലയും നടത്തിയവരെ അപ്പോള്‍ തന്നെ ശിക്ഷിക്കുമായിരുന്നു ദൈവം, ദൈവത്തിന്റെ അസ്തിത്വത്തെ ചോദ്യം ചെയ്യുന്നവരുടെ മുന്നില്‍ അപ്പോള്‍ തന്നെ പ്രത്യക്ഷപ്പെട്ട് ഉത്തരം നല്‍കുമായിരുന്നു, ഇവിടെ യുദ്ധങ്ങളും ലഹളകളും നടക്കുകയില്ലായിരുന്നു, സമത്വസുന്ദര ലോകം കൊണ്ട് വരുന്നതിന് കമ്മ്യൂണിസ്റ്റുകാര്‍ക്ക് കഷ്ടപ്പെടേണ്ടി വരുമായിരുന്നില്ല.

    അപ്പോള്‍ ഞാന്‍ പറഞ്ഞത് ഒന്ന് കൂടി പറയാം. മതമില്ലാതെ ദൈവത്തിനും, ദൈവമില്ലാതെ മതത്തിനും ഒരു നിലനില്പുമില്ല. ആയതിനാല്‍ മതം മൂലമുണ്ടാകുന്ന ഏതൊരു പ്രശ്നത്തിനും “ദൈവം എന്ന വിശ്വാസം” ഉത്തരവാദി തന്നെയാണ്.

    ദൈവമെന്ന ആശയത്തിന് മാര്‍ക്സ് നിര്‍വ്വചിച്ചിട്ടുള്ള പോലെ ഒരു കറപ്പിന്റെ ജോലി മാത്രമേ ഉള്ളു. മനസ്സിന് അസുഖകരമായ എന്തെങ്കില്ലും ഉള്ളപ്പോള്‍ അതിനെ സുഖപ്പെടുത്തുവാന്‍ നമ്മുക്കിപ്പോള്‍ ആവശ്യത്തിലേറെ anti-depressants ഉണ്ട്. ദൈവത്തിന്റെ ആവശ്യകത വൈദ്യ ശാസ്ത്രത്തിന്റെ വികസനത്താല്‍ ഇല്ലാതായില്ലേ? ഇനി സ്വന്തം കഴിവില്‍ വിശ്വാസമുള്ളവര്‍ക്ക് ഈ anti-depressant-ന്റെയോ കറപ്പിന്റെയോ ഒന്നും ഒരു കാര്യവുമില്ല. (അതിന് ഒരല്പം ധൈര്യം + വിമര്‍ശനബുദ്ധി മാത്രം മതി)

    മതവും ദൈവ വിശ്വാസവും ഒക്കെ നിലനില്‍ക്കുന്നതിന് രണ്ട് പ്രധാന കാരണങ്ങളാണ് ഞാന്‍ കാണുന്നത്.

    (1) ചൂഷകന്റെയും ചൂഷിതന്റെയും സ്വാര്‍ത്ഥത – പുരോഹിത വര്‍ഗ്ഗത്തിന് കൈ നനയാതെ മീന്‍ പിടിക്കണമെങ്കില്‍ ചൂഷിതന്റെ സ്വാ

  18. mathew

    hmm…every person goes through this some point in our lives..i have learnt to respect atheists..agnostics..and believers….nice to see that someone going through a self discovery process..

  19. Hari

    @ Sriram:
    Thanks buddy!

    “My Point” was a statement in itself! (I hope GMan doesn’t read this post! Eeek!! )

    DP just laughed through it and playfully pinched me, I guess. That reminds me. I need to call her up. Long time. Must ask her to read through this post too!! 😉

    @ hari vishnu:
    Thanks again, buddy. You’re one of my best blogging-buddies. Period. And yeah, the similarities list… I think we were siblings in our previous birth, what say? 😛 Btw, Why don’t you write your post? I’d sure love to read it! Don’t avoid the topic ’cause I blogged on it, k?

    True, chances and coincidences are sometimes too poignant just to be dismissed. Ditto with what you just said. There’s the feeling, though it doesn’t always comply with logic! I think we have to think from the heart, sometimes, just to survive in big bad Earth.

    @ ഞാന്‍ & Hari:
    No comments! 😐

    @ ഞാന്‍ once more
    Sire, you rock! I’ve been your fan for six months, I’m goanna remain your fan for a LONG LONG TIME!! 😮

    Sammathichu thannirikkunnu chetta!!

    @ Abhi
    It has already made me a better man, chetta! You should see the changes the incident has made in me. 😀 Lots of good things have happenened ever since. I’ll tell you when I call you the next time. And the vocab’s got nothing to do with the intervention! 😉 And I know you’re a believer! As far as I’ve known you, you’ve had your share of divine interventions, even if you don’t agree with me. 🙂

    Someone else would surely agree with me too, no! 😛

    @ manoranjini:
    Spot on, sis! Faith has a lot to do in our lives. 🙂 It’s the ladder we cling on to move up in our lives. I’m sure you’ve had your share of divine interventions, right?

    @ mathew:
    Thanks sire. The self discovery process is invigorating, indeed!

    @ s soorya narayan:
    And I thought you were a hardcore believer! 😛

  20. S Soorya Narayan

    A believer, I am , but not of the contemporary religion being followed by the masses .The True essence of our ancient Sanathana Dharma is unknown to 21st century Indian .I am trying in a small way to discover what was lost in the ravages of time , chiefly through expanding the horizon of my intellect by going back to the Vedas . Not every one will take the pains to understand the inner meaning of being a Hindu . All are content with the abstract version of our religion .
    I will explain the rest to u personally.

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