Saturday, 25 July 2015

Birth!!

I am almost puzzled by what is the most beautiful creation in this universe, is it the universe itself for having so many things to offer to sustain our existence or is it me who has added meaning to it by putting it to use. If I were any importance in this universe does my creation have a purpose?

The scientists say that my existence happened accidentally, but how would I believe people filled with jealousy and search for reasons and ways to satisfy their ego by disapproving of God and his creation.  The believers want me to believe that my life is nothing more than a character in a play written and directed by the almighty which sounds to me like I am made to entertain him when he is bored. Every time I start to think of this, it almost always boils down to the same point, my desire to be wanted in this universe.

It has been gradually fed into my system that we are all significant in this universe and we have been made for a purpose. That is the only way people can be given hope to want to live and multiply. Once we start to believe we have a purpose we start the hunt to find what it is. We go to school, well technically even before we know our purpose, we try to buy satisfaction with money and we loose the sense of achievement but setting ourselves petty targets which we know can be achieved.

Sometimes I am jealous of all the other species around me, they wouldn't care where they live or what they do, the only hindrance in their life is again us. Else theirs would be the perfect life. Is being made to feel significant so important in life, I mean is it more significant than life itself? Why can't we just take life the way it is? Why don't we put our ego aside and accept the fact that we are the most insignificant creation in this universe and the universe would have probably been a better place without us? Its probably cause what we call 'HUMANITY' is the worst display of selfishness amongst all the creation in this universe. We even have laws protecting this myth, never understood how they call it being intellectual.

Atleast, I think my existence is insignificant to everyone and everything except for myself. The same way that the whole universe would drop to insignificance for me when my life ends. We need to realize this truth to appreciate what we have in comparison to what we can't. To stop us from realizing this and sustain the exploitation of this universe further we have built around us a pseudo prison which we call SOCIETY which now has taken over the life of each and everyone of us and living it on our behalf.

Life is not about being significant, its a gift from nature to be part of it. We need to be able to feel the life within us than search for answers of our existence outside. Why worry about the purpose and forget to live the gift of life.


- Sri



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