Sunday, 22 March 2020

The World is a Family

अयं निजः परो वेति गणना लघुचेतसाम् | 
उदारचरितानां तु वसुधैव कुटुम्बकम् ||  

(महोपनिषद्, अध्याय ४, श्‍लोक ७१) 


The world is a family
One is a relative, the other stranger,
say the small minded.
The entire world is a family,
believe the magnanimous.

Be detached,
be magnanimous,
lift up your mind, enjoy
the fruit of Brahmanic freedom.
Maha Upanishad 

Today, in the changed world that we are living in, it would be wise to remember that all of mankind belong to one family. 
Initiatives to share resources, expertise, and knowledge are the need of the day.  




Friday, 20 March 2020

Light On!


I’m writing this because Tara put the idea in my head last night. 

“Why don’t you write about these times as the world fights against the virus?” she said “Who knows someone might want to read it years later.”

An hour ago, I thought of really doing so. Since last year, I live in Mumbai in a rented apartment. I considered writing a kind of a journal of day-to-day happenings in these uncertain times. 

Just before I settled with my laptop, I told Tara that I had taken her suggestion seriously. 

“Which suggestion?”

“The one about writing about these times. Remember you told me so last night?”

“I was just joking” she said.

“……………..” 

I have second thoughts on going ahead. 

“Well, anyway I have decided to write about it.”

“But who would want to read it?”

“Anybody who wants to. Maybe years later.”

So here I am writing about life from my point of view in the times of Coronavirus in India. 

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There is a Dumbledore quote in the Harry Potter series that I had requested a budding artist to make into a poster to hang in my living room. I dusted it this morning after breakfast and kept it on the dining table. It says,


“Happiness can be found in even the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light.”


A bright sun to burn away this malady, a team of superhero scientists who discover a cure, stories of successful recoveries, and a curve on a graph that’s been circulated all over the world to become flat and flatter till it plummets into a thin horizontal lifeless line – this is the kind of light we hope for. 

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A toddler I knew once sat eating French fries in a food outlet. Each time she dipped the fries in the red tomato sauce, she looked up brightly, holding it in her chubby hand like a matchstick, and said,

“Light On!”