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We matter, we like to think!

We brag, exert our authority, struggle for the course we think is right, and our ego. We fight for our rights and continue to do so. Sometimes we cling on to our convictions till breath leaves us. We do it because we think it is the right thing to do. It is our dharma to act so, and failing to impart our life lessons is sacrilegious. The law of Nature must be upheld at all account, and it is our God-given duty to do so. 

In that process, we break many hearts, we shed many a tear, invoke misery in others. We, however, feel no remorse because we know we did the right thing. Sometimes it kind to be unkind. Being the elder one with greater power acceded by hierarchy means leading others is a given thing. Pandering to the need of the majority and garnering popular votes are just not acceptable. There is a divine decree to uphold, or is there?

Now that twilight has passed, and Sun had set you, all is left are memories of you - anger, dislikes, idiosyncrasies and memory of strict stares. In a way, we miss you as we reminisce the good times and the not so pleasant instances you spent with us in the last few years. Oh, how those twilight years took away your hawkish eyesight, your robust physique, your hearty health, your confidence and your independence. 

That is the story of mankind, is it not? We appear wet, helpless, vulnerable, dependant and garner attention. Our cry creates joy to the ones around us. Then we manifest our reason for being, live in the harvest of our investment, clamour in that joy and follow the path of decline. We end up in a state of bliss to the pains of existence. This time the others are crying. They wail, we are in a state of joy, we like to think.

That it is. Our presence is marked with a single lighting of ‘vilakku’ to honour our death anniversary, to celebrate our footprint in the history of time. We like to think that our existence mattered. In grander schemes of things in the gargantuan Universe, we perceive our presence and our action or inaction do make a difference.

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  1. Vinay Nagaraju2 February 2021 at 18:38

    Intriguing thoughts - we do matter a lot and these thoughts are far more powerful with every increment in its journey. I am intrigued to know more about the motivation for these emotions.

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  2. rifle range boy2 February 2021 at 21:55

    These thoughts came to me as I was lighting the diya 🪔 on my father’s third death anniversary (thithi). My father was a quiet man who kept his thoughts to himself. But I was thinking about the other people that I know who like to steamroll their opinions like it was a divine decree.

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