Good will triumph over evil, they said. Always, they said. That’s how I first came across the word “triumph”. In my little mind, the word seemed like a powerful talisman. As a child with rose-tinted glasses, I was gullible. I believed in the seemingly foolproof assurance that evil will always be defeated. But maybe, they forgot to add the clause “terms and conditions apply” to that statement. Maybe, they did it on purpose. There’s this another saying where I come from – the bad kind of people will reach greater heights. The higher they grow, the greater their fall will be. But they will fall one day. It all sounds great in theory. But in reality, we may run out of patience by then. The older I was, the more aware I became of the exceptions. For example, good did triumph over the evil at last, but the “at last” suffix that they forgot to add made all the difference in the world.
In our lives, we may have an experience that will change us forever. Moments, events or situations that shake the foundation of our core beliefs and leave us reeling. Moments that literally feel like a punch to our gut. We may feel like we’ve gone through a powerful earthquake and though the tremors have died down, we still can’t seem to stop shaking.
I’ve always heard people say that “good people don’t live long lives. God might love them too much. That’s why he calls them way too soon.” This dialogue is inevitably repeated whenever people die unexpectedly, in the prime of their lives. They brand the tragedy as fate (read: a predestined event that can’t be changed) and sigh in unison. Now, let me interject one thing at this point – I’m not an atheist. Never have been, and probably never will be. I’m a Hindu by birth and practice. And yes, I believe that a supreme force exists, who is much more powerful than us.
And yet, when I sit down and really think about it, I wonder if the Gods and Goddesses that we pray to are as deaf, blind, indifferent and cold-hearted as the stones their idols are made of. At the moment, my hotline with the heavens seems to be down. I’m navigating through quite muddy waters. Hopefully, I’ll get back on track soon.
They say, God will test their followers, subject them to many hardships… to see if they’re worthy. But a part of me wonders if that isn’t somewhat sadistic. What kind of a being can watch their loved ones suffer and still make them suffer more, just to test their mettle? Don’t bother answering. It’s rhetorical. I’m perfectly aware that comments about how religion, worship and prayer are just another man-made invention may flood this post.
But still when I come across events like these… where injustice is freely meted out to those who don’t deserve it at all, there are moments when I question all my beliefs. It makes me wonder where and what the world is headed for! We live in a world where it’s quite commonplace to hear news about children being raped and killed, perfectly healthy people lose their lives due to freak accidents, brain aneurysms and the like, people in authority abuse their power to suit their evil choice, and even the elderly are not safe from the clutches of human monsters. Scary as that may sound, that is the grim reality of the world we live in.
It’s events like these that make us stop and think. Such drastic, tragic events make us realize how much we take for granted. They make us realize how wrong it is for us to be caught up in trivial things, to keep living in the past or to unnecessarily worry about a future. After all, it’s human life we are talking about. Who knows if we’ll live to see another day? And in the light of that thought, suddenly everything seems so insignificant. Doesn’t it? Why be caught up in the past the we can do nothing about? Why worry about the future that isn’t guaranteed in the first place? It makes much more sense to live in the moment, to cherish every single second of our lives. Life is unpredictable. We can’t foresee the future. (Even if anybody claims that they can see into the future, it’s not like we’re going to believe them. Well, a majority of the population are not going to buy it. I won’t either.) It makes much more sense to live every single day like it’s our last day on Earth. Because we’re not getting any of it back. There is no undo or redo button in life. Let’s keep trying to find the silver lining, even in the darkest of times.
Be rest assured, this post isn’t a result of the coronavirus. It’s just something that has been keeping me up at nights, gnawing away at me. Life tends to have that effect. If this post seemed rather disturbing, contradictory or conflicting to you, I’m not at all surprised. It just goes on to show how troubled and conflicted my mind is. My mind, beliefs and my brain are all at war. Now that I have got it all out in the open, maybe I can find a semblance of peace. If you have stuck with me till here, you have my heartfelt gratitude for reading.
There was a time when a rambling like this would have headed straight to my journal. It wouldn’t have seen the light of the day. But I’ve decided to throw caution to the wind. You only live once.
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