Loving, Losing and Living...

All of you who are reading this are offcourse alive (I have to say this becuase sadly till now my blogs are not so famous that people in hell/heaven would be reading them), and since you are alive and since you are human, then you all would have probably loved something, and then would have definitely lost once...atleast. How so ever let down we would have felt on having lost, we all recovered and now have time and/or mood to read a blog. Thats fabulous, isn't it. For me it has happened more than once...and its not only about M/F relations. We are let down we India gets knocked out in the first round of the world cup, when you are not able to attend weddings of those whom you have valued more than anything else, when you want to hug a friend but you can not, when you see people not trusting you..etc etc.

But still, I am living...happily. Is there a wrong nerve in my body (as this can be a sick chalta hai attitude) or is there a fantastic phoenix kinda nerve in my body...that makes me get up again and again? Is this strength that "helps me to keep going" or weakness that "forces me to keep going"??? There is a big difference.

With all the optimism I have, and inspite of the "whatever happens, happens for good attitude"...one line keeps hitting me over and over again...."Some stayed and fought the battle because they were too afraid to run away."

I still dont understand why all my writings have so many "hence", "if...then", "therefore" etc in them. The engineer in me still makes assumptions, decductions and conclusion and all this are so logical, and perhaps (here I make a conclusion again) this is why my deductions/conclusions are not always spot on...because life is anything but "logical".

So I will end with the lines of one of the finest movie I have seen recently, Yeh Saali Zindagi..."Zindagi pe tera mera kisi ka na jor hai, hum sochte hain kuch wo saali sochti kuch aur hai...."

For "some good reason"!!!

Going back in time, I can think of innumerable instances where I felt dejected and hard done by, but now it seems everything happened for “some good reason”. Clichéd, yet true. Everything is scripted and all we can do is wonder, when, where, who, how and most importantly why?

The phrase “Everything is scripted” by someone somewhere above is in itself debateable. Not getting into that, my attempt here is to explain that this is true.

People die in road accidents, bomb blasts, mishaps et al. Why? Why should a five year kid who has done no harm die just like that? And for that matter, who do we have to live, work, love and die in a unique manner. Why are we not exactly the same? After all, God made us, and loves us equally (barring Tendulkar off course). So why should we lead life any different from anyone else.

We complain, we crib, we are jealous, we are happy too. But the point is why we are different? Why some are more blessed and why some are less? Is it really about being blessed? Are we making any sense when we show emotions, compare, dream, aspire and for that matter do we make any sense when we give up??? Let’s see...

Now being a mechanical engineer, that flavour has to come in whatever we do. Let us take the example of an automobile manufacturing unit. There are steel sheets which are rolled/cut etc. in different lengths. Some small batteries are made to last for one month while same are made to last for 3 years. Some tyres are made to be used in Sedan to run on sexy highways, while some are meant to be used in rough fields. Does a steel sheet ever complain as to why it is being made small? Or does a battery ever complain that it is being given a short life? Or is a tyre ever jealous of another? More importantly, does it matter to the maker if they do have or show feelings?

TRUTH 1: I truly believe we all are products of assembly lines, made for a different purpose, which CAN NOT be changed. God has made us this way. Just as we make cars of different colors, he has made us different. And parallel can be drawn in many more ways...

Not to misunderstand, we are not chess pieces. We are not here to amuse God. We have a purpose. Now drawing another parallel, govt at any time can declare that all tyres which have run more than 40,000 or so km have to be discarded. We then do it. Simply do it. Do we worry about the tyre? Similar is the relation between God and Humans. He might be using us, but say suppose we suddenly become useless. Then he puts us in a train with a bomb in it. Simple. Just as we burn tyres by putting them in a heap.

Now why I am stressing on the argument that we cannot change anything? It’s simple.
A. To change we should know what is coming. Which we do not. I can say that I passed because I studied, by does that mean I would have failed if I hadn’t studied. No. There is no way to go back and check outputs for different inputs. How do we even know if there is something we have changed?
B. I know the question, not knowing and not changing are different. Yes they are. But why do you want to screw your life making it a struggle full of ifs and buts?

TRUTH 2: It is very difficult to be motivated once you know everything you will do or everything that will happen to you is pre-written and your next step will not change anything. The flavour of life (or at least the dream of a flavour) lies in realising that your life is beautiful. You can only enjoy the present and you can only enjoy being yourself. Rest is all immaterial, just as you are. Your past is gone, and you future will never come. You will always be staying in your present.

The earlier we realise the two truths, the easier it becomes to win the battle within, smile and move on....

Cheers!!!
PS: Read the first line again. If you don’t agree now, you will definitely do after you realise the two truths.

Cheers!!!!!

Probably this is how every party began at the place which forms the second half of the title of my blog. Banaras.....the land which more than anything witnessed our batch MECH07. For all the readers....be very sure that you will be going through a lot of things, specially good things written about me (written be me) in these blogs. Coming to the first part of the name....jadoo....is something as dear to me as my original name, if not more. These two names....jadoo and banaras describe a lot of what I am to the exernal world. Perhaps this blogging space will give me space to reveal my inner self too.

So......cheers!!!!! Lets set the ball rolling.....