Saturday, July 6, 2019

வீடென்று எதைச் சொல்வீர்?


அறியாத வயதில், பள்ளிப் பருவத்தில், "வீடென்று எதைச் சொல்வீர்?" எனத்தொடங்கும் கவிதை வாசித்தது ஒரு இரவு நேரம்து இன்றும்  நினைவில் உண்டு. அப்போது, அந்த கவிதை சொல்லும் வறுமை புரியவில்லை; ஆனால் அந்த கேள்வி ஒரு வித்தியாசமான கேள்வியாய்ப் பட்டது;  வீடென்றால் என்னவென்று எப்படி தெரியாமல்போகும், அந்தகேள்விக்கு வேறு வேறு பதில்களும் எப்படி இருக்கக்கூடும் என்ற வினாக்களோடு உறங்கிபோனேன்மற்ற வரிகள் நினைவில் நிற்கவில்லை; எழுதிய கவிஞர் பேர் நினைவில்லை; இன்னும் சொல்லப்போனால் கவிஞர் பேர்பார்த்துப்படிக்கும் தெளிவும் அறிவும் இல்லாத வயது; ஆனால் ஏனோ அந்தக் கேள்வி மட்டும் ஆழமாய்ப் பதிந்துபோயிற்று; வாழ்வின் பல்வேறு படிநிலைகளில் அவ்வப்போது மனதில் வந்துபோயிற்று!!

அந்தக்கேள்வி இன்று வேறு தளத்தில் நிற்பதாகப்படுகிறது.  நவீன குறுங்கவிதையொன்று "வீடென்று எதைச் சொல்வீர்உண்டுறங்கி உடல் கழுவி உள்ளம் களைத்து ஒடுங்குமிடம்என்கிறதுகடந்த சில மாதங்களாய் பயணமே வாழ்க்கையாயிற்று!! ஒரு சூட்கேசுக்குள் வாழ்க்கை நடத்துவது எப்படி என்று கற்றுக்கொள்ளும் வாய்ப்பு!! ஓரிரு வாரங்களுக்குமேல் எந்த இடத்திலும் வசிக்கவில்லை!! வீடு ஹோட்டல் போலவும் ஹோட்டல் வீடு போலவும் தெரிகிறது!!  எது வீடு? எல்லாமும் வீடுதான்!! இல்லையென்றால், எதுவும் வீடில்லைதான்!

பற்றறுப்பதற்காக, துறவிகள் ஒரு ஊரில் ஒரு நாளுக்கு மேல் தங்குவதில்லை/  தங்குவதற்கு சாஸ்திரத்தில் அனுமதியில்லை என்று கேள்விப்பட்டிருக்கிறேன்.  நான் துறவியில்லை; நான் தங்குமிடங்கள் மிகவும் அதிநவீன அதியற்புதமான வசதிகள் கொண்டவை; ஆனாலும் வீடென்று எதைச் சொல்வீர் என்ற கேள்வி பற்றின்றி மனத்திலாடுகின்றது! ஆனந்தமாக!!

பிற்குறிப்பு: இந்த கட்டுரைக்காக மூலக்கவிதையைத் தேடிப் படித்தேன். கவிதைக்காட்டும் வறுமை முகத்தில் அறைந்தது. ஏன் மாலன் கவிஞராய்த் தொடராமல்  பத்திரிக்கை ஆசிரியராய், தொலைக்காட்சியாளராய் மாறிவிட்டார், வாய்ப்பு காரணாமாகவா பிடிப்பு காரணமாகவா என்ற கேள்வியும் இடித்தது!

மூலக்கவிதை:

வீடென்று எதனைச் சொல்வீர்?
அது இல்லை என் வீடு
ஜன்னல் போல் வாசல் உண்டு
எட்டடிச் சதுரம் உள்ளே
பொங்கிட மூலை  ஒன்று
புணர்வது மற்றொன்றில்
நண்பர்கள் வந்தால்
நடுவிலே குந்திக் கொள்வர்
தலை மேலே  கொடிகள் ஆடும்
கால்புறம் பாண்டம் முட்டும்
கவி எழுதி விட்டு செல்ல
கால் சட்டை மடித்து வைக்க
வாய் பிளந்து வயிற்றை எக்கிச்
சுவரோரம் சாய்ந்த பீரோ 

Thursday, May 23, 2019

Giving and Getting - Two sides of our needs!

Giving or sharing is as much a need as getting!! Interesting!! This never struck me till recently. I was thinking that someone who is focused / who finds joy in giving not just from getting is a more evolved soul!! But it just struck me that any compulsion is a limitation - irrespective of whether it is giving or getting.

Giving could be in different planes of life - physical/materialistic, intellectual or emotional!! By physical/ materialistic I mean the likes of I cooked tasty food and I want to make money out of it or share with those who are close to me or any one near me or any one that needs it!! Intellectual plane means, I have invented / discovered / learnt something intellectually intriguing or beneficial to others and I want to make money out of it, share with who are close to me, any one near me or any one that needs!! Same is with emotions!! I have an emotion, I want to share with those who are close to me, any one near me or any one that would enjoy the emotion / share / heal / benefit from the emotion; there could also be "make money out of it" if I can generalize or make it sensational or if I am a celebrity :-)!!

We can clearly see the evolution curve across giving too - who are we giving, why are we giving and how much are we giving etc. play into it!! In fact what we are giving could be a critical fact too - giving left overs / anything that we don’t want for ourselves / anything that feels more like a liability than an asset or giving what we still need/enjoy or giving what we consider as precious or even more grand - we create something only for the purpose of giving!!

But it is interesting that getting is most often associated with "need" and giving is not!! What I am realizing is, if you feel like giving and there is no one to receive, immediately it starts to feel like a need!! When people want to get more than they need is named as greedy!!  Some people may want to give more than what they have/can/should or what others can/should hold / receive!! Why would that not be categorized as greedy? Of course, giving only to limited people is related to greed sometimes! But giving to wider audience is never related to greed!! To me that feels like greed too!! I am trying to curtail my greed in that space after I realized that!!

How can I be like wild flowering plant - I create something or blossom because it is my nature; if anyone enjoys the flower or not does not matter!! Or even better, how can I be like a river…. flow in the path I enjoy, let anyone enjoy the flow of the river or water or anything that grows in the river or even let them grow in the river if they want to… it is okay even if none of the above happens… the river still continues to flow… hmm… interesting… how can I evolve to this level??

Sunday, May 19, 2019

To Be or Not To Be - Continued…


This is a continuation of my earlier article on whether to extendlife with medical support or not. Recently I witnessed such an extensive effort by a family to bring back their father after a long struggle.  The father lost his ability to remember any short-term past. Many of the vital life parameters were not stable. Sure, money was not a constraint but everything else was! Obviously the others in the family had their job to go to, other needs to attend to (such as their children or spouses etc.)!! But with their relentless effort, the father is back home after about seven months of hospitalization!

I was thinking deeply about this episode. It was literally like the Satyavan Savitri story in Indian epics; the family fought with Yama (the God of death) and brought back the father. This has resulted in two important outcomes in addition to reviving the father I think.

Confidence to the elderly: All elders in the surrounding now know that the children will take care of them in the old age. The care exhibited by the sons is so touching. Of course most of us love our parents. But it takes more courage and determination than just love to withstand the pressure for seven months without knowing what will happen, with people suggesting to take shortcuts, with pressure of other dimensions of life. I salute the sons and the mother for this huge effort.

A great lesson to the next generation: All children (in all ages) have witnessed how to take care of an ailing father without complaining about personal difficulties, how not to lose hope at any point time, how to support each other in times of difficulties.

There is humanity left in the world still looks like!! I guess, we should spread these stories around instead of spreading stories about unsupported parents, children not calling parents etc.!!  While I still think that no one should spend such heroic effort to keep me alive, if I get into the situation of the father, I strongly believe that the family has brought back confidence in many lives! Living a grand life is all about just that - giving confidence to others… and this family has shown how to live life to its grandeur… 

Saturday, July 28, 2018

Saha Naa Vavatu

I am contemplating on a poem from Krishna Yajur Veda - the one known as Shanti mantra, starting with Om Saha naa vavatu. It is a prayer both the teacher and student offer together when they start the lessons for the day. It roughly translates to

May God protect both of us
May God nurture both of us
May we work together with great energy
May our study together be effective (May it bring internal and external light / illumination )
May there be no animosity among us
Let there be peace

What struck me was the last but one line which says "May there be no animosity among us". Being a coach by profession, I kept thinking deeply about this single line for more than a month. A coach has to make the coachee think in new ways, learn, grow to be more effective / powerful than the coach herself. There are a lot of opportunities for difference of opinions and disagreement along the way. To make someone think in new ways, the coach has to make them realise the limitation of their current thinking. To make them learn, the coach has to help them unlearn many things. The coach also has to push the coachee to actions outside their comfort zone. Three different dimensions where the coachee can hate the coach!!! When the coachee becomes more conversant than the coach herself, the coach has the potential to hate the coachee!! If the coach has to deal with more coachees concurrently, it gets more complex. Dynamics between the coachees, and relationship of each coachee with the coach (both reality as well as perceived by the coach & other coachees) can aggravate it further. The outputs produced and outcomes created by the coach and coachees can trigger additional conflicts too. Wow!!

Not only that!! Though coaching process appears to be linear, it is spiral; that is, challenging/realising the limitation of current thinking, teaching/learning new ways, pushing into/applying the new ways and excelling in the new ways happen multiple times in multiple planes! In fact it is not even a regular or smooth spiral rather it is a squiggle with a quite number of instances for the egos to clash and for animosity to build!! Hmm…

The other intriguing point is the story behind the verse!! The story goes like this - When Yajnavalkya disagrees with his Guru Vaishampayana, the guru asks Yajnavalkya to return all that he learnt from the guru. Yajnavalkya vomits his knowledge in the form of food; the other disciples take the form of tittri birds and consume the vomited food and then produce what is known as Tittirya Upanishad - a part of Krishna Yajur Veda. Yajnavalkya quits his Guru and goes on to produce Shukla Yajur Veda. 

I am no scholar who can say whether this particular poem was written by Yajnavalkya or his Guru Vaishampayana or his other disciples. But it is interesting to think about who may have written the poem or at least who may have given the idea for the poem considering the following clues!! Tittiris don’t fly though they are birds; that is, they are incapable of being a typical bird!! Tittiri birds consumed what Yajnavalkya vomited and produced the verse!! What they produced is tagged as "Krishna" and what Yajnavalkya produced is tagged as "Shukla". Krishna means dark and Shukla means bright!! Yajnavalkya was the one who had animosity with his guru, so did he think this way?? Did the Tittiri disciples observe the animosity between their Guru & their teammate and prayed that they should not end up in such a situation?? Is there a different way to interpret Tittiri instead of non-flying birds? It is equally interesting to think about the Guru… what did he mean by return all the knowledge? How much of it was taught and how much was from Yajnavalkya? Why did the Guru decide to give the copyright to his other disciples or allowed it to be called as Tittiriya Upanishad? Why is Yajnavalkya a as popular name as Vaishampayana? Interesting clues and questions…

Friday, April 20, 2018

Behind the "Experiment"


Since there are many enquiries about the reason behind my "experiments with colors", and when will the "experiment" end, I thought I will post a blog. Let me start with the note that it is just not an experiment for experiment sake. That is, I did not start this experiment just to see how society reacts to someone wearing black, what is the impact of wearing only back on myself etc. though I was observing all these and interpreting the data! It is an unemotional decision for an emotional cause!! It is unemotional decision as it is grounded on the theory that visual reminders that are "seen" everyday have better impact on the action. Emotional Cause was so strong to push me into this and I still have not resolved it.

To give a context to those who don’t know me well, who have not been following my earlier articles: I decided to wear only black, forego my habit of applying maruthani, make my reasonably long hair to shoulder length. (Just "black only" became more visible and became more popular as an experiment, however. It is interesting to observe that even those commented on all three, did not/could not connect these three!!) It is exactly one year and two months since I started this - on 25th February 2017. The state of Tamilnadu was so pathetic at that time (it still is, unfortunately!). It became so obvious that there were no leaders to think about welfare of the state. It is not that we had leaders before and we lost them recently. It is just that, it came out in the open and stood as the most hurtful ugly truth. It felt as if I am living in a soak pit / septic tank! I can literally feel the smell on my body even now as I write this sentence. The pain was/is unbearable. On one end, I am what I am because of this country and on the other end, I felt completely let down by the country for all the genuineness I had!!

When I reflected back on what I could have done differently to contribute to a better state, it felt like a problem I do not own sometimes and felt like a problem I should have owned sometimes. It felt like a solvable issue sometimes and a unconquerable monster sometimes. Sure, I was a sincere citizen who voted in all elections, who voted for good candidates only after careful background check (they did not win in most cases though), who travelled 600 kilometres just to vote, who paid tax promptly, who did not pay any attention to the tax exemption clauses because I thought tax was to help build the nation and getting exempted felt incorrect. But I was also a person who had an opportunity to be part of administrative system and political system that we blame today but did not take the opportunity in the pursuit of my personal choices and preferences. How can I blame a system that I did not contribute to fix or create properly? The counterargument that ran in my mind was civilization functions at the very premise of exchange of services - that I contribute to the society in some way and enjoy the benefit of being in the society in some other way. Where did it go wrong in that case? 

The more and more I thought about it, it is just not politicians but it is the way the whole system is working today. It is just that I was in a protected environment I did not get exposed to the ugliness of what was happening… I was ignorant… and the ignorance was torn… the filters were broken… Sure I was seeing many gaps in the system earlier too but they were so mild compared to what I could see now… corruption in every possible aspect of life - starting from a bus conductor charging luggage fare to illiterate women but not charging literates for the same sized or even bigger sized bags, electricity board employees charging extra money per card as collection fees while government is paying them for playing the role and so on… It felt as if I am a stranger in my own country

Dwelling in the past too much is not a good idea especially when you know there is nothing much you can learn from it. So I thought instead of thinking about what went wrong, why it went wrong, I should focus on what I can make right even if it is only a small contribution. It would be like adding fresh water to our sewage ridden rivers… when we start, filth will be more than the fresh water and the river will be dirty; but seeing a few of us doing, more people will start adding more and more fresh water, at some point the filth will be less than the fresh water and our river will become usable again is my logic. I don’t know if I will live long enough to see that tipping point but I wanted to try.

The next dimension I considered is about my starting point: I did not/ do not think that becoming a politician is the solution because people in politics are only a representative sample of  the entire population, we need to clean the whole population with both bottom up and top down approaches. Since, I don’t have the circle of influence to start top-down, I will / can go bottom up.

I also realised that there are many things that hurt us badly but in the run mill of everyday life we forget the hurt and go with the flow. I did not want my pain and my urge to act on it to be forgotten. I needed a strong enough reminder that will make me never forget. As a person, I never like to be generalised or constrained. A constraint that is so obvious and make it easy for others to generalise will help me remember it, even if it is not every day, at least every week. I chose to wear only black, forgo maruthani and cut my hair short - this is how my "Operation Black" started and as described in my previous posts, it is a powerful tool - I am reminded constantly and continuously.

Last year, I did not know what to do and where to start but I knew I have to start somewhere. Now, I am working towards making a positive change to the morale and morality of younger minds. When I touch a few communities through these young minds and there is evidence that the communities turned around I will change to colours… Sure, there are stories of Asifas, Hasinis & Anitas and stories of Nirmalas to make dent in the confidence and hope but there are also Malu Sheikas, Rifath Sharooks, and Preethi Srinivasans who build it back. With a lot of ups & downs and mood swings, my Operation Black is going on.

Looking forward to all your support and contribution so that I can change to other colours… Your action or contribution need not be same as mine… the questions in front of us are

  • How can we make a mentally, ethically, physically, economically fit/sound society and how can we make a sustainable culture of integrity
  • How can we create a safe environment for humans and other lives and how do we leave a better planet for tomorrow

I see more and more people are stepping in to make it cleaner and answer the above questions in their own way. I am hoping to change to other colours before I leave the planet!!