Who are you in my silence?

In my silence, in my solitude, in the fathomless depth of my subconscious mind, in my companionless walking along a desolate road you come time and again. Your presence is well felt without any figurative body. Not even a shadow of yours is ever visible to me. But how strangely I am closely associated with you in my senses and feelings I fail to understand. You are mysteriously very much concerned with all my movements and whereabouts. Sometimes I try to draw a picture of you in my imagination. Those attempts have never seen the light of the day. The more I say please leave me alone, the more you come to me with invisible intimacy. You try to appease me in my restlessness. I feel your words of consolation, but fail to translate that into language as your language of communication is Greek to me. Communicating language perhaps matters very little because there is a strong sense of attachment, not to be overruled by any sense. So I search you every now and then in mist but you remain ever unexposed. Your hallucinating guidance often compels my line of action to be changed. I run into perplexity with confusing approach. Your presence is very much acknowledged in my silence. Why does it come upon as a way of renewal in course of my life it is really an illusion giving no explanation at all?

At times a moment appears in everyone’s life when silence is more aloud in complete muteness. Then he wants to lead a life in perfect isolation. Just at that moment of such mental set up of mine you come upon in my feeling with certain obvious message. You create huge rolling waves one after another in the still sea of my thinking. Sometimes you dictate me to dream of beauty in truthfulness. Sometimes you strangely advise me to remain passive in ultimate passiveness. Sometimes duration of my muteness is lengthened and it is none but you to hold the responsibility of this. It is you who transforms my life in striking contrast. I feel every now and then your tremendous influence on me. Yet it is unspoken to me who are you in my soul with no allowance to unveil you in perfect composition.

In the grazing field of my mind certain unworldly conversations flash upon as the lightening. These conversations are translated as ultimate wailing in my mind. I am searching you in all my earnestness. Are you a dead soul or anything mysterious spirit by character? Does your existence over spread in infinite horizon? I also want to move towards infinity because I am always averse to captivity. Two identical particles moving towards infinity under the attraction of some forces must meet a day with no room for dispute. This is inevitability.

There is no secrecy in our private life. Secrecy is a word to be exposed a day. You have touched my mind in ultimate softness. You are just like a star studded night sky with prevailing mystery. The silence of night is always appealing. But unfortunately it does not last long. So you can never conceal you forever. Union of ours is simply a time bound assignment.

You loved me once. It had no impurities. But it did not last long. Perhaps separation was the only reality. But I did never dream that it would have been the permanent separation. Incidentally that happened leaving me in the lurch. I became pathetically alone in this world. But you did not think of that even the least.

You are my love and you loved me once like frenzy. I was completely mad in love with you. That love was pure and divine. Some scrupulous forces snatched my love from me. Since then I am in complete desolation. I have now recognized you. You are also running in bereavement. So you come to me in my silence. I want have a reunion with you. I can do it as I believe so. Heave sake, wait for me. I am coming and coming with a crash of all boulders of separation. I am sure to recognize you, But if you don’t, please identify me with deep wounds of love.              

A man’s work is the explanation of that man

How should a man to be identified? What is the appropriate definition to explain a man? What are the basic principles to ascertain that? Does every man want to be a perfect man? How is perfection assessed? Is there any limit to calculate perfection? How far are we to move to be a perfect man from a man of ordinary stature? The development of man has been made possible for the advancement science, technology and culture. It is in no way to deny that man has achieved an astounding development to turn his living habitat and condition more comfortable. It is not because of any individual effort; surely it is the outcome of collective effort with a steady continuation. We represent the human race. To work as a body is our common and natural objective. If that becomes the not-to-be-ignored fact with ample instances from the primitive days how should it be explained so many differences from man to man. Why do we fail to reach the perfect exposition of a true man? Where is the bottle neck? Amidst climax an anticlimax of life why do we not find the real truth of life? There run so many philosophies and doctrines to explain it. What should be the perfect explanation there is enough scope to ponder over, absolutely not swayed by emotion but on the basis of social perspective.

The philosophy of life differs from man to man because mental set up of every man never reconciles at a particular point. If we take into account that every human being is the opinion framer it differs because of different psychological wave length subject to any discussion on a single issue. Naturally explanations thus we arrive at in support to argument can never be perfectly concurrent. Now the motion of debate is why explanations vary from man to man with sharp demarcation. Is it inevitability at any length of argument or it can be bypassed in any way?

It demands a prolong discussion and debate to throw light on the controversial issue though an easy solution is very hard to achieve. A man can be distinguished with a mark of difference when he thinks with a difference in every of his action and attitude. Then how do we count a man in reality? There is no standing formula as such to explain a man in the best form. A man can be best identified by the actions he is taking in course of his life. Actions taking signify the work he is doing in every step of life. Accepting the challenges or better be quoted demand of life we go on doing work in different phases of life without any discontinuation because none can remain passive without execution of a work. Requisite criticism or appreciation as a way of the assessment of the work after being executed inspires us to forge ahead with rock solid determination with an elimination of shortcomings, if found out. So, choice of work to be done is definitely a factor to count with much importance and question of chance factor is always to be ignored because it is a sure shot gambling.

As explanation of a man is very much dependent on execution of work we must have a clear cut vision on the work to be done. Misdeeds deposit discredit in our account. A man being discredited because of his work always incurs the displeasure of others. Naturally he is a denied figure and denied face is always dismissed by the society. So choice of work to be done should always be prioritized in terms of dignity and prestige. We should involve us with that work which aims at to do the welfare of the mankind. A real man is always committed to act for the well being of the distressed and downtrodden. We all seek the well being of the society as a body. If a particular section of the society remains deprived a simple question by default exists with no reason to dispute. If all round development of the society goes under recession out of our work there is no sense of doing that work. It is absolutely futile and meaningless.

As a man’s work is the best explanation of that man we should think twice at least before execution of work. Any work for the good health of the society evaluates our good senses and morality from the root. So every work is missionary work for each one of us. The dignified and notified personalities of the world are always counted with high value worth because of their proud contribution to different segments of the society. Thus they earn their immortality. They are worshipped ages after ages and their contribution to the society never runs in depreciation.

This basic truth is always to be remembered. None of us should be associated with any work of ignominy because that down-faces us. Once the head being down because of our work we will be discarded from of the society. A society rejected personality is hated by all. Though we are bound to assign new work in course of our life what work is supposed to be executed should be well thought well planned.             

The end of an innings with obvious queries

“GANESH” is still vivid in our memory. Yes I am talking of self-forgetful “GANESH”. He was completely indifferent by his queer character. He was always less concerned with the happenings around him. He was beyond doubt nomadic and was always governed by his own whims. Ups and downs in a life stand imposter to him. We used to try to make him understand in his movements and characteristics. But he was ever unreachable to us. He was always less spoken and hardly had any intention to interact with anyone in particular on any specific issue. Sometimes we were under the impression that life came to him with all insignificance. He had no exposure of feelings, emotion and sentiment as such. “GANESH” was never understandable to us, yet he used to draw our attention with inquisitiveness. Sometimes I personally tried to set up a psychological communication with one way talking. But his reluctance did not allow me to proceed further. Yet we used to spin round his peculiar character for his occasional shout aloud: - “This earth will ruin. Save it if you can.” After that he had a straight walking along the road. Where did he go, none had any knowledge of his destination because “GANESH” had never compromised with specific destination. He had always an intimacy with roads going to different direction.

“GANESH” was not all along of this category. Uneasiness in his mental set up was never questioned when he was tender in age. Once he had a very happy family with his parents and elder sister. After being married his sister was mentally and physically abused for the dowry not being paid as demanded from the in-law’s house and resultantly she had the best option to commit suicide. It was the cause of his mental set up being completely shattered. He used to weep like a child after the bereavement of his sister. He failed to accommodate the brutality of human being. Gradually he became restless and it led him to mental instability. He could never be called mentally retarded, but he was definitely eccentric and this typical eccentricity is the cause of his total indifference. Step by step known “GANESH” became unknown to us with counterfeit identity.

Morning came as usually that day. A thick crowd was found before the tea stall. They looked very tensed and exited. They were discussing something in great anxiety. I could not resist my temptation to go ahead close to the tea stall and to my utter surprise I heard that “GANESH” had been brutally murdered last night with multi wounds of stabbing. His body was found lying in a pool of blood at a desolate place near the grave yard at a distance apart from our locality. I was struck with dumb. What is the cause behind the murder? Who murdered him? Indifferent and self-forgetful “GANESH” had been murdered! He had never been an element of showing protest on any issue. Literary speaking, he was a casual bystander. After the premature expiry of his sister he had no charm in life and spirit of life was a bygone conclusion to him. Yet he had to be murdered in total strangeness.

Cases of murder are not an unusual phenomenon now. It is becoming the usual practice of the day. It is now the age of criminals and miscreants. Society has become turned the happy kingdom of them. They are on the prowl in the roads nonchalantly with all their antisocial activities keeping on. Peace monger people are afraid of them because they can move up to ultimate exposition of brutality in case their interest is least challenged. They want to have an encroachment of all the roads. Common people are becoming afraid of them because they maintain an evil and vicious nexus with corrupt political leaders and administration too. So they are in don’t care mood. Are local goons responsible for this murder or anything unknown? Suspicious discussions were going on because everyone was concerned with his death.

The mystery of the murder of “GANESH” is still unexposed. The resonance of death existed for some time. After that it is a bygone conclusion. This is natural. A running life does not allow any episode to have a hangover for an indefinite period. Moreover, “GANESH” was not a celebrity one. Naturally let his death remain aside in absolute insignificance. To commemorate his memory does never fetch any accountability. Deaths like of “GANESH” hardly leave any mark in our mind. People like “GANESH” live with an identity of unknown in the midst of known circle. They are always discarded by the society as a man of no worth.

Gossips may run on unnaturalness of the murder of “GANESH”. They are basically cooked up stories with no reality at all. I am averse to be a member of this gossip club. I am always earnest to learn the truth behind any cause because I am obliged to that truth, always the photocopy of the fact with no tampering. What I personally feel that “GANESH” tried to walk on that road which is not for general. That road represents humanity and human understanding. In the world of consumerism those who want to remain alive holding morality and human understanding are called literate fool because this world teaches to protect own interest at the cost of other’s interest. Sometimes they are also called insane or mentally challenged. The death of “GANESH” is metaphoric. People like “GANESH” with latent burning of fire inside can never die with an attack of immoral. Perhaps they recoil themselves temporarily to gain more strength for an outright sudden counter attack. The metaphorical death of “GANESH” is sure to strike our conscience for a new beginning of fight for a come back into the main stream of life.