Saturday, July 23, 2016

A Pause Or A Recess Is A Must


“The hour was approaching six and up in the compound’s solitary tree, sparrows began to call. Gustad listened to their chirping every morning while reciting his Kusti prayers. There was something reassuring about it. Always, the sparrows were first, the cawing of crows came later….”
Lines are (not so famous) from chapter one of Such a Long Journey by Rohinton Mistry. The purpose of quoting these lines implies the best hour of the day begins at sunrise and in a city like Mumbai (Bombay) only two kinds of birds one would hear, sparrows or crows or even pigeons if they are flocked at a nearby Khabutar Khana. Generally, pigeons are messy and  a noisy lot they are hardly romantic – the pigeons.

The pigeons they say, are a peaceful lot and the only admirable part of a grey pigeon, is its multi-hued neck that keeps rising and falling, its shiny velvet neck also speaks of the marvels of nature. Birds are interesting to watch in their flight and so are those necessary pauses for rest to build their subsequent velocity and fly. They tweet, caw or coo.

Man also needs that irrefutable pause to gather up his senses, spirits and establish his worthiness. Very few get swayed by that pause and thus the entity is preserved. Proliferated bouts of words, actions or research can snap a connection in the brain that can leave a permanent scar. Now you know why a person longs for that break in his schedule. Take it or you can go berserk.

A pause has no definite time frame. From ten minutes to ten hours to ten days. Nature has naturally inserted a pause in the form of sleep that can refresh the mind.
But no, people are not convinced with that mandatory pause. Me too, I have been on a mild tranquiliser these days without which I may be nothing less than a demon next day. Although I do not lead a tense life, my thoughts keep rallying around that can wreck the body.

Maybe I need a pause, though I am often graced with a short holiday, a good book, an impromptu outing or shopping yet the tendency to stay tense is there. My immediate response to tackle these tense moments is to feed on jokes, a TV show or chat with a neighbour or a stroll in the nearby park. It helps, I do feel out-of-place if these sops are not around and a bit apprehensive about a feeling out-of-sorts which is aptly noticed by my husband. He shares a joke every night before the lights are put off. Of course we do chat over commonplace matters, soft music or some comforting news. But a joke is the final word between us before sleep. I am blessed.

So do smile before going to bed which will lighten up your day the next day. Begin the day with the birds that soar, aspire to do better and to watch them, select an hour before the day begins.



Thursday, July 7, 2016

Dividing line that blurs and shines


A thin line that surfaces between ‘inevitability’ and ‘death’ is sometimes bright and visible to the pragmatic or brave. But one cannot justify it by sounding logical. It does give a jerk to the senses but somehow the emotional binding keeps tugging at the conscience. Yet that fluke decision is quick and necessary. We nowadays call it ‘passive’ death that permits the body cells to die a natural death. If imposed on oneself it is called suicide –Not a brave act though.
A few such cases of ‘passive ‘deaths were witnessed by me does call for a debate from both the medical side and the layman’s. Views on life differ. Life’s ‘inevitable’ connect with death is mysterious . A recent news item when parents opined, almost implored to the authorities to allow ‘passive’ death for their eight month old baby who suffers from a liver disorder almost incurable.
Not so long ago the natural death of a nurse who unfortunately was brutally raped, fell into a coma for almost two decades or more made all sigh a breath of relief.
An ex-UN employee who fell headlong into a swimming pool after jumping from the springboard . Her head hit first the pool’s floor thus went into a coma despite getting immediate  medical aid. The relatives discovered no foul play and reverently wanted her to die or her support systems be disentangled. All due to the lack of spirit to see her lay on bed like a vegetable.
Many such instances where mercy killing could lessen the emotional burden looked practical and convenient for the victim but had been denied the right to die. The law of the country does not permit death even in desperate circumstances. Sometimes even with the patient’s consent or euthanasia cannot be practiced
In the wake of recent developments through war and no-war zones there exists an abstract divide which does not match ‘human’ intentions in the sub-conscious. The incorrigible balance/ divide between Genocide and Xenophobia is creating doubts in the civilized world. The dividing line is noticeable when man-made tragedies exceed accidents or human atrocities. Incidents that do keep rattling the inner voice are momentary. As individuals are we fit to lead a nation or let us be ruled by selfish leaders who have an agenda ? We as matured global citizens should recognize good leaders who promote peace and unity.

Counselling leadership to steer away obstacles for human progress has been raising its head support it if it is for the good of mankind. Opposing in a healthy manner does work but revolting  for defiance should be shunned, now and always.