Far in the south western part of India, there is a beautifully vibrant place called Kerala. An Indian state that is known for its picturesque green landscapes, calm and serene backwaters, cultural ambiguity, pious people, spicy delicious food, ample vegetation, heartwarming ambience, classical and traditional music, multitude of heart-racing celebrations, the natives – Malayalis and their devotionally alluring language, Malayalam.
It all started with a simple curiosity about how this widely celebrated tradition began. The tradition that makes us seek ways to make ourselves better every year. Most of us do it, or rather proclaim that we practice it for the slight tinge of happiness it gets you. And some of us, the pompous beings end up publicizing it in social network and to our friends and families with a slight hope that they would help keep that self-promise.
But in the end, do any of us actually “Stick with the plan”? (Think! Think! Think!)
It sometimes is difficult to pitch about what you really want in life. Especially when you are a newbie to the huge worldly politics that constitutes the life of almost all working class people. (By that, I mean anyone who works for a living!)
I chose the word politics because knowingly or unknowingly each one of us has that instinct. The one that knows how to tap into that instinct, well he/she is the one that gets the better of it. But what I would rather focus on is the other half of it, those people who are very much naive, inane or better categorized as the less-experienced. These less-experienced beings are the ones that are easily swayed into doing things that they never wanted to do in the first place.
These so called Job Hunters are going through a phase, where their dominant mental capacity suggests that their priority should be getting a job. But why is their intention narrowed down to just getting a job? There can be numerous personal factors involved. But I couldn’t help but pry into their life!
Life, in all its aspect is meaningful. Or so we believe. But there are questions that keep lingering in its meaningfulness.
‘Why is it so? Why do we think our life has a meaning? Or rather what is the meaning of life?’
It is a question that has been tackled philosophically, theologically and scientifically and all that each categorization was able was to provide us ‘believing humans” a thought. A thought that has been provoking, confusing or sometimes utterly ridiculous.
In its original sense, if anyone would ask me the same question, I would say the meaning of life is life.
What do I believe in?? ..On what do I have faith in?? ..Must I believe or have faith??
They are those alarming questions that has been riddling my mind since long. It kind of deceives my idea of being a rationalist in the way of thinking and a believer in the perspective of social acceptance. Delving into the depths and referring to many scripts, documentaries and projections by different capable minds, I came to a conclusion.
Faith, in all its aspects, is acceptance. Faith is undeniably an outcome of a conviction and is presumably the creator of determination and confidence. Faith can be referred to as a personal ideal or a feeling that one possesses and pursues throughout their lives. It could be on a religious figure, a totem, a person or an occurrence. It could be simply put forward as trusting one’s own thoughts, ideas and instincts. Whereas belief is a medium to channel faith.
Gosh, I have heard it a thousand times from different people in different situations. But still the question of “Why?” ponders in my head.
Well, if you ask me, change is nature and nature is change. That is all the philosophical bit I can come up about it.
In a perspective of a young individual about to step up into the so-called “Fast moving world”, I feel that change is something that happens around us. All that we do is adjust to its development and grow with it. Just like a creeper, that creeps along the hold it has. No matter where it is directed to. Twenty-one years it took for me to discover the changeable attributes in me. And in that time span I have been so used to them that, changing them seems to be more like inevitable rather than becoming the change.