FREE-DOOM: That's Law of the Land

That's not an error. Its deliberate and has a purpose. Basically its about freedom of life.

These days a lots of hullabaloo about freedom of human life in a country like India.

So I thought to jot down my point of view. What is freedom after all? Liberty? Independence? Confusing! Don't know what to say - the exact meaning of it. But yes, I can try to explain it my way. 

When I came to this world, I was born naturally and became free of that enclosed, secured place of my Maa's womb. As the light of physicql world touched me, I cried, as if it was burning my freedom. My womb cried, as she heard me crying. But her touch was what made me feel more safe than the physical world around. Gradually when I went to school, I run after my Maa, because I felt my freedom is leaving me. But the prison cell of school was so strong that I had to howl for 14 years. To shed of those disciplines of life, those same uniformed and strategies of temporal claustrophobia, I howled and screamed. But amidst all these, I learnt the true meaning of life, of existence. Friends taught me lessons, teachers thought me rules, and frenemies taught me the real meaning of freedom. Burdening myself with many ideas and principles, I shed off the disciplinarian life. Uff! I was out of the prison cell to breathe free. I wore whatever I wanted to, I did whatever my heart desired, I experienced whatever my mind decided. I had freedom to choose. I developed a libertine attitude. I thought I am independent.

Broke the norms of familyhood by returning home late evening, bringing friends into my safest place (home) and spend time with them, and I thought I had liberty of choice. But it clashed with the regulations of society when I declared myself that I am in love with my own sex friend. Sky had fallen down, a spectre of doomsday occured --all those whom I considered friends and family thought I had taken too much of liberty and misutilised my freedom. I couldn't make them realise that love for me is equal proportion of heart, mind and soul. But I was made to believe my notion is wrong, cause it doesn't fit into the structure of pre-conceived existence of life. I was tagged as 'rebel', 'radical', and more grossly 'abnormal'.

The fingers which fondled my hairs once, the palms which cupped me whenever I cried, the touch of divine affection --my Maa --made me feel safe, as she stood beside me and my love. I understood the true meaning of freedom. Tears of blood flowed amongst bloodline lineage, clashing of reality and radicalism occured, thoughts of my own people opposed my belief. Still I felt realxed as maternal blessings were there for me and my lover. But deep down somehwere still I felt, probably economic independence is most imporatnt to make all choices free for all.

Today when I stand and look back, the tides of time leaves the marks of the memories that perished into sand. I was wrong. Because there is no freedom if we take everyone into consideration. the very thought gets entrapped into a shutter island and is doomed. Being economically independent also couldn't make me, feel and breathe free. Because everyone around talks of "law of the land".

Now as a layman to legal jurisprudence, I couldn't find the exact meaning of "law of the land". Legal books describe pages after pages, volumes after volumes are written to make the mere words 'freedom' and 'existence' complicated. Human life changed from liberalised phase to neo-liberalised one, then from neo-liberalised to -post-neo-liberalised one, as sexual roles camouflaged. Women got eduacted, became economically independent, while men learnt the household chores. Beauty became synonymous to gender equality --both men and women are concerned about their outward portrayals, basically their mere physcial appearances. I thought yes now we all are free of many things and "law of the land" is with us.

But still many dictations are flowing under carpet creating a psychological trauma, sociological gimmick, political tool and physiological character. Why? Simply because "law of the land" doesn't allow these. Life became stressful and gradually it is increasing, because everyone is running to conquer time, as a sheer inhibition that if time is under our control the "law of the land" is with us. All erudites fail to decipher the "law of the land" -- Lawyers doesn't know how does a society functions, engineers couldn't find out any remedy to swine flu, doctors couldn't know the legal meaning of Section 66(A), or 377, or 498, professors couldn't deliver a lecture of how one single party gets a majority and wins elections. But amidst these the only knowledge that one trusts is the protectors of religious dogmas. So when freedom is standing in the witness box for a judgement, lawyers would give life time imprisonment, engineers would energise to produce more heat, light and electricity through all optic fibres and softwares it has, while doctors would inject a cynide into the blood, professors would lecture him about theorists and philosophies, and the rest of the people present in the courtroom would judge him as against ethics and morality. The judge --that is me --don't still know what judgement should I declare cause I have no evidence against human life and its mere existence, human life and its freedom. 

Pathetic! Disgusting! Isn't it then that "law of the land" is same for all? Then why freedom for some and shutter islands for some? Why some become foreingers being from the same country? Why 'love' doesn't have a universal definition in a multi-diversity country like mine? Why people have to raise their voices against mere existence? Why people have to protest for freedom?

Hasn't our life become doomed? Are we really free? Or still under some _________ Raj?

Hug Thyself

A sense of denial is always what prompts people to escape. But escape where? Our society is so much intertwined that if you run from one door, you will land up knocking a wrong door. This probably is more perilous and turbulent than accepting what is under our control.

Yes, you are right I am talking about the complexes of majority and minority, rather superiority and inferiority. Very intersetingly both this characteristics lie within us. one comes out when the other is dormant. We tend to behave recklessly and shrwedly and expect the other person to follow the dictum that we prescribe. Majoritarians relinquish their power of control through numbers and decide terms and conditions for the minority, while the minority suppresses their sense of denial, and act vulnerable or rather a sense of accepatnce validates the majoritarian's dikatat. 

These days a growing tendency  of sense of denial is rising rapidly. Probably this denial leads to people getting together faster and form a majority. Thus landing up with no place for acceptance. We are always running as if time is short. How do we presume time is short? Time can never be short, it is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and 365 days a year. How do we presume then time is short? Why are we all trying to overrule this fact as if our time is short? A sense of accepting this bare fact in everyone's mind boggles up in such a manner that, all of us try to deny that we have plenty of time in our hand. For instance, say Mr. X wants to be rich and famous by 25, he does everything to become rich if not famous. He accumulates enough wealth and fullfil his mortal post-modern desires of a big bunglow and fleet of cars. He marries at the right time, has kid, but still he isn't happy. He thinks he has less, a sense of denial runs in his mind is such frames that he projects he doesn't have enough.. So Mr. X starts working harder to become famous, by the time, he becomes famous, his child is already in college and his wife's beauty has started wrinkling. The day he realises his sense of denial and have been escaping from many things, his sense of acceptance becomes so brutal that he feels he is left alone. I presume that's where Mr. X believes 'If you reach the summit, you will be left alone'.

Interestingly, the majority of us are like Mr. X, the sense of denial of what we have is so strong that the sense of accepting what we have can overpower it. By the time, the sense of accepting comes to us, we try to rewind and re-start from the beginning and re-structure our priorities.like Mr. X. Can we? Think again, that's not mortal capabilities are made for. Mortality will overrule your mere existence if you try to deny something precious and accept something materialistically exclusive. Matrials can be bought, but desiring a better one strangulates the hope of happiness inside your soul. We can never escape anywhere from this bare truth. 

Just turn back once, as it is an International Hugs Day, hug the one you feel precious more than clinging on to your computer monitor or laptop, or fiddling with pads and smartphones. Hug yourself first, that's more important. Then accept the one that you have denied for so long. Be patient to your heartbeats, tolerant to your mind, and perseverant to your soul, we can see many things that we overlooked for years. If someone has hurt you, and you aren't in touch, just leave an email saying 'sorry' works wonders. You will accept something you have denied.for long. 

No I am not here to promote anything or preach anything, I just felt like talking something to my friends whom probably I haven't kept in touch for long, hugged them for a longer time. A sense of denial has always been in my mind, probably in form of majoritatrian's trait, as all of us do, I felt I haven't touched the chilled dew drops on the leaves of the garden, stared at the rising orange ball, feeling the droplets of fog on my naked arms, heard the birds chirruping around, taken the fragrance of the used clothes of the person I love most, and many more things which I have been denying. No I wasn't escaping, nor trying to control time, I was just brooding, pondering a bit about life at large. Are we all the same? If so, then where is our innocence gone? Why do we always try to pretend to be busy? Why don't we care for the fellow passenger on public conveyances? Is playing Candy Crush so important that we lost our humane touch? 

Think, just once, about what is written here. Its not spiritual lecture, or a sermon preaching; it's simple about simplicity and tranquility in smaller things. It's about finding peace and serenity, it's about accepting things we deny, its about everybody whether minority or majority, it's about us ---the human being.