Redefining humanity... change we need!

A few days ago I heard a friend of mine mention a certain thing and I never ceased thinking about it. He said,” Humanity is being redefined...”, distraught, that there was no kindness left in the human heart!

Unfortunately I completely differ...

Humanity is not being redefined just because we hurt each other, that is how humanity has been, it has never been defined in any other way! In fact that is exactly what we need today, to redefine humanity, in its entirety.

We humans have been the same, since the origin of species,”Animals”. And that is precisely the fact we tend to ignore, the undeniable fact that at the end of the day we are animals, I remember this dialog from 'prison break' series, season 03, very vividly, it never left my mind, "it is so easily that humans become animals...”

Since the beginning of time humans have evolved; developed philosophies of god, of justice and freedom, of oneness, and also diversity. Diversity that runs deep in our blood; that has been around forever that we can no longer see each other as brothers or as equals. We see religion in each others names (courtesy “Wednesday” the movie); we see color in each other’s faces; we practice racism or discrimination without even realizing it mostly, that is how deep diversity has conquered our minds.

First there is religion; all religions preach the same thing “Love”; unconditional, unadulterated. Then Laws that preach some what the same principle but in very different way, it broadcasts the NOT’s, it preaches against evil. Humanity mocks at them, and treads nonchalantly on its own path toward another day of redefining itself, not for the better; day after day one step at a time.

On December 10, 1948 the General Assembly of the United Nations adopted and proclaimed the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. The preamble of which states “Whereas recognition of the inherent dignity and of the equal and inalienable rights of all members of the human family is the foundation of freedom, justice and peace in the world”. But to this day nothing has stopped; bloodshed, discrimination, pain, poverty, misery; nothing! The rate of discriminations has not diminished in the last decade; there still are unexplained deaths in lock ups; war crimes that cannot be put into words; slavery and denial of rights. World reports are brought out every year on human rights watch, we still have the reports coming; world will be a better place when we shed the need for these reports finally, my heart aches for utopia!

We talk about movies/ sports on the radio, TV and several other sources of mass communication, but how well have we created awareness for the issue of human rights. And whenever a voice is raised to acquire it, politics/ power feel it as a rise of a revolution, an awakening that should be stopped and it is ensured that the voice is suppressed.

Democracy in itself is not a voice. Voice is the only weapon non-violence provides and advocates never letting go of. Voice is the weapon that has led to revolutions and brings out the notion of Equality and peace. Voice of people, of the oppressed is the key that opened doors to justice and freedom. Voice is never out of fashion, it commands faith and strength, which is what we need.

It commands to shout, if oppressed when spoken; to yell, if oppressed when shouting; to scream until the voice is heard. That is the voice we need.

And as I have always believed the world is a ying yang, the universe conspires to establish equilibrium, to preserve rightly, the laws of conservation of energy... There is no good without bad. There is always a dark side to a bright day. It is undeniable. And you can never live without hurting someone else or neither can you survive if you want to be beyond mistakes... We are not all mahatmas but nothing should stop us from trying to be one!

I’m reminded of a beautiful quote of Jimi Hendrix: "When the power of love overcomes the love for power the world will know peace"!

But the only thing that is asked of humanity is to draw the line where we start to become animals. That is the awakening that is necessary today; in the age, where the world is indeed divided into fragments by the narrow domestic walls; where freedom and free will are only a dream and democracy valued only as much as the votes cost!

The best way to fight fear is to confront it... Mine is the fear of the world of tomorrow... I fear not for me but for the generations to come... I know not how to fight; I know not how to confront... I live a half life; life bounded by domestic walls... the other fighting to find a voice to scream!

yeh kya tamasha hai...!!

The elections are close ... the heat is like sitting inside a oven on hot summer day.. people have tiny lil heads which are more often considered like flash drives ,that politicians can tempt, erase contempt, make them forget their fiascos and remind them of progress and reestablish lies and false hopes...

but days, and years have rolled on.. india has still not seen a proper LEADER.. a ray of hope a new beginning...

every five years , the water in the pool of the mirage gets filled... and poeple keep hoping for a new tomorrow... and at the end of every tenure... we get there.. there is no water.. but politicians dont let us realize its a mirage.. the give us their agenda for the upcoming election.. refill the pool...

this is a very beautiful political set up...

I ve come to terms with our way of life or national set up.. but the things that make me laugh are how petty.. how so damn petty these politicians can get..!!

Down south... The KK regime has made use of its minions for the canvas process.. by force in deep corners of madurai, with the corporation and self help groups in the others and the chennai sangamam native artists promoting the party's deeds.. good deeds(only)... in even the remote hamlets of the state...

then there is JL who keeps making lemonade out of the srilankan issue.. for one thing its highly difficult to buy that she would solve the tamil issue in srilanka let alone her solving our local issues..

then the funniest of all is the lil kid in the middle.. VK.. woa woa.. his agenda for te election.. was that he wouldnt disclose any of his plans instore... cos he thinks KK would copy it all...

i mean you do it or someone else does.. whats the difference?!.. a leader.. a seeker of goodwill should aim at the end not the means.. who cares who gives rice for 2 rs. or provisions for 50 rs. as long as the needy get it..

people are the greatest asset of this country, in its abound of prosperity and wealth.. india's greatest resource is also the man power and the stability this country has proved possible amidst all the diversity.. i cant tolerate to see democracy become a knot around the neck.. 

its our duty to vote.. a duty to make a decision that will make or break this nation.. with politicians who want to constantly try to look at their nose.. and no where else.. its a pain to decide who to vote for.. ??!!

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with half life torn apart off us, there is still life.. we will prevail!!

i came online after a long time..today's fortune in orkut tells me..

"hope is necessary in every situation"...i wish i could believe in that!!

with my race in the verge of being erased from the face of earth.. more lives butchered, slaughtered, sacrificied... all we can do is hope for a better tomorrow!! Its a dream.. but every sunset takes us farther away from it .. with lesser people to carry the dream towards a tomorrow!!

I question everything i believe in .. GOD?? FAITH?? HUMANITY?? the temporary cease fire will be withdrawn today.. I know the horizon will be painted red, the tamil race less dense.. god help us if you exist.. politicians look outside your pockets!

ilaigal vizhindhalume kilayil thulir ullathu.. ( leaves may shrivel away, but the stalk awaits a blossom)

iravu thirdhalume innum nilavulladhu..(beautiful night may dissolve,but the moon still remains)

paadhi uyir pona pinnum meedhi vazhvulladhu,(with half life torn apart off us, there is still life)

em thamizhuku!(for my mother tongue tamil)

thamizhinathukku!!(for my tamil race)

lil jungle amidst the concrete jungle

Since the day i entered college i hardly did anything at home except sit in front of the comp,watch TV,study or read...i had missed to notice the little jungle around me...
The moment i opened my eyes,everyday just after the sunrise,there will be voices at my balcony...i wake up at the noise ... sometimes curse having to hear it every morning...but deep down i know i cherish it, more than most precious things that people lock away in their safes...
There will be chirping of city sparrows , a pair of green fat ,twin tailed sparrows who coo at my mom, a squeaky pair of lil squirrels bustling at my balcony and running around with their bushy tails and then the big black guys come cawing and the others stay out of sight for sometime...
My mom will be sitting in the sofa onlooking the balcony ,sipping at the tea and enjoying the sight,she will smile and may be even laugh... she will go inside the kitchen saying "wait!wait! i am coming"...she brings biscuits,bread crumbs,grains...smashes them in pieces and scatter its on the plates she puts on the handrest of the balcony and refills those beautiful brass cups she got fixed to the grills with the iron wires...why?
the last time these lil guys were playing with these water cups(plastic ones then), they had the habit of toppling them down at the by standers on the ground floor... mostly our neighbours .. so mom got beautiful brass cups and got them fixed in place...

i know she genuinely cared for each of them, everytime we went out to get supplies for the house, she would buy grains, and cereals and stuff... Fankly as much as i love these lil ones playing and eating on our balcony and i cherished their presence... i am jealous...
i wish mom cares for me like that... well we had gotten the better of each other since the day i entered school i proved to be impossible...mom knew i was not her lil baby any more.. as much of a mischievous kid i was, me and my mom always gave each other that space and respected it..!!
ying yang we did hit a balance there!!
then the terrace... we have a lil garden there a lot of flowering plants ,well along came the bees.. i dont get it.. there was one lil comb with three lil hexagonal cells one day.. then they start the conglomerate.. got i got three seperate combs on my lil sit out in the terrace!! i saw it as a menace.. i reported it to my dad..(not my mom, i kno she would ve thot of ways of feeding them too! god),.. any wayz, dad tells me they are harmless unless i do something stupid,.. i knew the better of it!!

i complain having to clean the balcony everyday and the bees being a menace.. but i started to love them,.. more than me they make my house a home!
the big picture here is" in this huge concrete jungle, where water is bottled and priced; life is monotonous; there is a price for everything and nothing comes cheap... there are so many of these lil creatures of whom, as we get out of kindergarten, and middle school, we soon forget about.. i can never tell how beautiful life is with them around..."
and i guess the ecosystem has silently merged itself with teh noisy, plluted, iron-hearted concrete jungle!!

and yet again nature strengthens my belief...
"no matter what happens nature is a ying yang ... it will strike a balance sooner or later... all it takes is a bit of time and patience!!"

rejuvenation .... is possible

me.. i am one of those wandering souls ..
and i still haven't decided or settled upon lots of WHY's n HOW's in life.. but i neither stop questioning why and how.. and every lil answer i find... i cherish it !!

its chaios theory ... every lil decision you make has innumerable consequences... and one such decision was i could write a blog?! and i landed on the blogspot..deep down still figuring.. "do you want the world to kno what you are thinking?? you have to go blatant, plain, even rude .. " and then i decide " jus be straight forward .. jus say what yo want.." and the moment i had the you kno.. nelly furtado 'say what yo want attitude'... i knew i had to post all the statutory warnings... thats the tag on this blog!! "until you empty your cup..." its the old Zen Buddhism tale... if you could be a lil open hearted, open minded and pay heed to what the other person has to say.. give your friend a chance to voice his view .. the world wud be a better place to live...
and the tale...

"there was a monk and a disciple... like all the naive and untrained minds .. the disciple was rugged and unfocused .. to get the guy to think on his feet and make him focus , sitting on the expensive rug that belonged to the disciple .. the monk started to pour tea in a lil cup for his disciple and he kept pouring,.. the cup went half full, then near full and was full till the brim... but the monk didnt stop.. he kept pouring.. the cup overflowed and started to spill on his precious rug.. the disciple screamed " cant you see the cup is full!! no matter how much you pour no more will get into it!!".. then the monk stopped, smiled and said "that is what you are doing.. your mind is like the cup... if you are full of yourself ,your views your ideas, then you will fail to see the new, fresh,fascinating ideas around you... empty your cup and you ll feel rejuvenated!!"..(n ya in the famous chinese accent)...
and i got to think ... so finally rejuvenation is possible?!!
thats good news!! to stay young and grow wise!!