It takes courage, it takes strength, it takes a lot of heart to come to terms with the Loss. We all are human beings the , supposedly the supreme beings on earth. We are supposed to have mastered the art of living, and as a testament of which we have more than 5000 Years of civilization to boast of. We have lived, yes,we have lived, lived to fight, lived to discover, lived to protect, lived to destroy,lived to emote, and lived to die.
We have overcame a lot of things, we have seen everything starting from the Paleolithic Era though the later stone age, the Ice age, the dark ages, or Bronze age, Iron Age, Middle Age.
We are now part of economic globalization, where the world is now referred as a global village, with mobile phones and Internet and high end gadgets. Our strengths have evolved, bur what about our weaknesses ?
Emotion is such a strange entity, and I can assure you that even the laws of probability will not be able to justify that.
Almost 7 years ago there was a night, when perpetually my world stopped, my thoughts froze, my pride of human strength and character severely battered and bruised. Rational and evolved thinking with the amazing experience of 5000 years, ceased to exist. I had suffered a loss. The Loss. My mother had chose for a better place to reside in, the heavenly abode as per popular belief. The battering took a toll for the rest of my life, even today somehow stragely I am forced to emote the void created by the loss, in the moments of rare droplets of happiness.
And then I look around everyday I see, people dying, people crying, people living. I understand that the void is everywhere, in you like in me. We all have been carrying this void space through the ages. 5000 Years of knowledge and survival has failed to teach us a way to fill up this emptiness.
It will not take a student of rocket science to understand that even at the beginning of our civilization, the reaction to a a loss has been similar.
I am no master of human psyche to try and find a solution for that. But, the fact that we are so similar to our 1st ancestors, and to enjoy the sharing of this one primitive emotion, makes me feel safe, makes me feel human.
We have overcame a lot of things, we have seen everything starting from the Paleolithic Era though the later stone age, the Ice age, the dark ages, or Bronze age, Iron Age, Middle Age.
We are now part of economic globalization, where the world is now referred as a global village, with mobile phones and Internet and high end gadgets. Our strengths have evolved, bur what about our weaknesses ?
Emotion is such a strange entity, and I can assure you that even the laws of probability will not be able to justify that.
Almost 7 years ago there was a night, when perpetually my world stopped, my thoughts froze, my pride of human strength and character severely battered and bruised. Rational and evolved thinking with the amazing experience of 5000 years, ceased to exist. I had suffered a loss. The Loss. My mother had chose for a better place to reside in, the heavenly abode as per popular belief. The battering took a toll for the rest of my life, even today somehow stragely I am forced to emote the void created by the loss, in the moments of rare droplets of happiness.
And then I look around everyday I see, people dying, people crying, people living. I understand that the void is everywhere, in you like in me. We all have been carrying this void space through the ages. 5000 Years of knowledge and survival has failed to teach us a way to fill up this emptiness.
It will not take a student of rocket science to understand that even at the beginning of our civilization, the reaction to a a loss has been similar.
I am no master of human psyche to try and find a solution for that. But, the fact that we are so similar to our 1st ancestors, and to enjoy the sharing of this one primitive emotion, makes me feel safe, makes me feel human.
