Gods have spoken..

Pre.S: I think this is my second all-english post. My first one was my very first post. My promised tamil poem will be later.. here we go..

I saw this old lady watering some beautiful flowers one day. She lives in my neighbourhood.

"Wow, you have a really nice garden. The flowers you are watering are beautiful"

"Are they? Thank you. It is nice to know that. I cannot see properly"

And then I thought "She is blind! Why does she bother watering something that she cannot see?". This simple act and thought raised a series of questions and answers. Why do we do anything at all. It culminates in the ultimate question, why do we live. And then it enters the realm of spirituality and philosophy.

Why do we need this? What difference does it makes to our everyday life?
It doesnt. And by that itself it tells us something. It tells us earning 10 bucks doesnt answer this question. It also tells us answering this question doesnt manifest itself in our life in a physical form and get us money or anything tangible. This is fine. Reason: Growth is not always accountable. Not everything helps in everything.

What is life? Why do we live it? Why do we come here? Why do we die? And what does answering/knowing these questions help us in real life?

After all, who cares what is the nearest galaxy when we are not even going to go further than this planet. What does this knowledge gain for us?

First to begin answering the question, it partially depends upon our religious beliefs. Beliefs are something weird. How much ever you believe the milk you drink is water, it is still milk. But it was water for you! So which is truth? Your perception or the existence? Donot we perceive everything through our own perceptions? So, we do not indeed see things as they appear. We see things as we perceive. We do not see a kind person. We see a person we think who is kind. So, to us, it doesnt matter whether this person is really kind or not!
Coming back to the topic, Beliefs, hence have their own power and thralldom. Sometimes beliefs give us strength. Sometimes they are plain stupid. Or it depends upon which side you are.
To me, the claim of semetic religions, that declares their God as a Jealous god is plain stupid. To them, me worshipping a stone is plain stupid. which is the truth? Does it even matter?

Regardless of our belief in creationism or evolution, we have a habit of forming our beliefs and fetching the reasoning for it. While, infact, we should fetch the reasoning and form the belief based on that. Like I read some where, we do it like a christmas tree. We have our own set of beliefs. and we add our own set of truths as ornaments in it, and do not think anything else could be "actually" true.

To me, the primay purpose of life is memories. Some like to say- we are a sum of our experiences. I think, we rather are - a sum of our memories. Our memories are not always our experiences. Happy memories, Sad memories. Both. If i never knew a sad memory, I wouldnt know a happy one even if it hit me right on the face.

This brings up something weird. For Goodness to exist, we need evil. We cannot have one from the other. If there is no evil in this world, there shall be no good either.

Do I fear death? I Dont know. Would I exist after death? Would my memories exist after death?


Do I have all the answers? No. Do I want to have all the answers? Whats life without a few mysteries. We dont have to answer every question we come across, as long as we dont lose our ability to ask questions.

I leave you with lotta Questions and some lines of thinking, albeit my own. We all have to find our own answers. I after all, just raise them.

"...
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils"
- William Wordsworth.