Thursday, 14 November 2013

What is 'Truth'?

Since my childhood, if there is one thing I observed common to all Indians, it is their layers of thought. No thought or action is simple and straight. There are convolutions of thought and this happens at different levels.
For every action there is a practical explanation and a spiritual one. This might seem absurd to some of my non-Indian friends and they tend to take us as complicated people. But the truth is simple, if we can understand the way these layers are brought into our daily life, it solves most of the problems.

 For most Indians (I am not sure about the western counterparts. I am not qualified to make any comments on it), the spiritual and materialistic worlds form two layers of their life. There are two levels of truths with which we operate in.
1. Vyavaharika satya (practical truths)
2. Paramarthika satya (eternal truths)

Vyavaharika satya is most of the times percieved by one's senses, whereas Paramarthika satya is perceived by the mind. The eternal truth is universal, and unchangeable. One's perception of this world around, and their part in the world forms their vyavaharika satya. This practical truth might differ from person to person, while eternal truth (also called 'Brahman' in Advaitian terms) remains longstanding.

This eternal truth is the one that keeps a person detached from this daily chaos, while still being a part of it. It brings in a sense of bigger entity (God) and a bird's view of life. This idea or thought is very essential to stay stable by not being affected by the traumas of everyday's life. Even in the worst of times, a person can see life from a macro view and get convinced that the situation he/she is in, is a very small one. Paramarthika satya keeps the connection between the eternal entity (God) and a person (Atman in terms of Advaita).

The vyavaharika satya keeps a person strung to the reality and continue to do his everyday tasks. It brings in a sense of practicality and a purpose to life. It keeps you in touch with the reality and senses.

If you see somebody doing a job or doing some act, we can understand his two levels of thought behind it.
Practical truth- he is doing it because it is his job to do it. It is the practical necessity for him to do it.
Eternal truth- By doing it, he is performing his karma and doing what is written in his fate. In a larger sense, he is destined to do it, and he is doing it. This world is just an illusion and his life a passing phase. To reach brahman, he should go through this illusion.

Using my science background, if I can draw an analogy of a man to a bacterial cell in a colony, the practical truth to the bacteria is its existence and survival, where as for someone looking into the microscope, it looks like illusion.

So, all my non-Indian friends, next time you make a judgement about an Indian being complex, try to look into which layer of thought he is in, at that point of time. You might understand him better.

Monday, 4 November 2013

Memories... bane or boon?

What started as "hi.. are you new to the class?" to today's sitting in the balcony and watching the mysterious and beautiful sun sinking into the horizon. It feels like nothing has changed... but nothing remained constant. Everything around us changed, the place we live, the new relation we are now bound with, people we interact with, jobs we do, the way we interact with each other.... everything. But when I look into your eyes, it is still the same. It reminds me of the day I first saw you- you trying to help me. Even today, every time I look at you, the same concern and love are still evident.

Things did not change much... memories are still fresh and alive. It feels like you and me are frozen in this world running haphazard around us. This world never cared for people who lag behind. It is mercy-less in abandoning its children who don't run fast enough. But I never cared what this damn world thought or acted like. I was lost in a completely different world- a world of your thoughts. A world where i did not have to run, but stand still and watch. Nothing else seemed important or worth. This world calls me crazy but why do I get the same feeling when I see them?

People say that everything changed and we should change too... our relation should change... I should get on with life... but how do I get on with life, when YOU are my life? They say you are gone, you never come back, we are no more husband and wife, but I am a widow and you are dead? How can you be dead if you still live in my eyes?

I wish you missed that bus.... I wish my memories erased...... I wish I was there in the bus.... i wish.....

(In memory of all those who were victims of our collective negligence)