There are days one feels desolate without rhyme or reason. Nothing
seems to happen in your way nor does such feeling inspire confidence. The
experience is tormenting because Muse blissfully goes to slumber and refuses to
come to your aid. The situation is akin to, ‘Life is a tale/ Told by an idiot,
full of sound and fury/Signifying nothing’. The soliloquy reverberates keeping
you numb in the process. But there is hope remembering Beelzebub’s inspiring
words in Paradise Lost “What though the field be lost? /All is not lost;
the unconquerable Will, / And study of revenge, immortal hate, / And courage
never to submit or yield “. Oh yes, it is the unconquerable will and the
courage - never to submit- that pulls out from this melancholic impasse. Such a
feeling is not an isolated incident. It has recurred many times in the past-
ever since I started to understand the universe a little in my small way and
more particularly learned to write.
Damyata, Datta and Dayadhvam-the three injunctions- be self-controlled,
be charitable and be compassionate are the prescriptions of the Creator to
regulate the unconquerable will. Did I transgress the injunctions in my
eagerness to say more?
Budget, Tax planning, Examinations and Transfer are doing their rounds
in March. In the process spring has become the subject of collective amnesia. Our
children do not believe that there was one such season called spring in this
part of the world. With the fading winter, who knows their children may be
wondering about a season called winter. In my childhood days we had brief
encounter with spring in February and March. The atmosphere was cool and
pleasant till ‘Holi’-the festival of colours. The surrounding was lush green meadows
with birds chirping their melodious best. With umbrellas around to ward off
summer my son and his friends would call it a huge joke if I recount my
rendezvous with spring. Such are the
vagaries of nature, or more correctly our atrocious lust for life in destroying
forest and upsetting nature. Is it ‘Damyata’ or the self-restraint?
People talk of corruption in high places and stringent laws to curb
such practices. Probably we are oblivious of our own mind set. We are
accustomed to acquire, possess, gain, expand, grab and the like. We must love
to give in charity. ‘Datta’- give in charity basically means-charitable in
disposition, in feeling, in understanding. Do not take what you have not given,
do not take what you have not possessed. Have we understood all these? Have we
changed our mind set to accommodate the prescription of the creator? Love
always means to give and not to possess. Reverse is the current trend if you
assess realistically. Where do we stand? Is it Datta? Many are cynical about my
observations. I humbly concede to the correctness of their assessment. Please
allow me to differ.
I have high regards for a dear colleague of mine, who is six years
junior to me in service although two years senior to me in age. He was upright,
honest and compassionate. He is very fond of his only son and got him married
before his retirement. Like many fathers, he is an indulgent father and
pampered his son like anything. I got the disturbing news that his
daughter-in-law has threatened to lodge a complaint against him for dowry-torture.
I was shocked and got to know that the lady never does her household chores and
instructed her mother-in-law to do everything. She wakes up at 8 am in the
morning, goes for different social engagement to return smartly at 1.30pm to
take lunch. After the birth of the first kid she moves outside for other
engagements and returns at 9 pm for dinner. Exasperated by her attitude, the
father-in-law one day suggested that she should take care of the child and the
household chores so that they could go for a pilgrimage. That angered her so
much that she threatened of dowry torture.
Come what may, I would violate ‘Dayadvam’ the prescription for being
merciful. God, forgive me for my cruelty but I cannot possibly forgive this
lady for her cruelty too.
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