Friday, 20 November 2015

Food for Thought


A couple of days back something happened during the lunch hours in my office that set off a chain of thoughts in my mind. As a consequence, I am penning down my thoughts in this blog post with a hope to achieve my dream of a "Perfect Eutopian World", where nobody would sleep hungry.

With a coupon in my hand I was standing in the queue awaiting my turn in the office food court. A hungry stomach and over-stimulated taste buds compelled me to get the coupon which was worth a plate of Butter Naan, Mushroom Babycorn Masala with complimentary Salad and Fried Papad. Being a bit choosy and selective in my eating habits, I requested the canteen boy not to serve the complimentary items on my plate and serve only one serving of the curry on my dish. But, before I could finish my sentence, the canteen boy literally poured all the items like an automatic machine on my plate. I lost my cool and exploded - "Bhaiya... Hum manaa kar rahe hain k Papad, Salaad nai dene ka... Fir bhi aap de rahe ho... Aur yeh sabzi bhi kam karo !! Khaana WASTE karwaana achha lagtaa hai kya ???". The canteen boy sulkily took away the refused items and served my plate with the cuisines that I wanted with the quantity enough for me to eat.



Many people would argue that I lost my cool on a trifling matter. But how many of us are doing something for the cause ? The farmers who are growing the food, sleep hungry with their families. These people are overburdened with agriculture loans on their head. Many of them commit suicide when they fail to repay loans due to crop failure. Every now and then, we can read about it in newspapers. The food that we carelessly waste is the same food that took months to grow in a field consuming air, water and hard labour of an unknown poor man who is God to me. It is the same food which our canteen boy was callously serving with an assurance that some of it would definitely end its journey in a garbage bin. Disrespect to that food meant a disrespect to God which I could not stand.

It is true that our canteen boy is an overburdened person who does not have the time nor patience to keep track of every milligram of food served. But, he is not the only overburdened person on this planet doing a monotonous job. Many of us belong to the same category of boring monotonous workers.



A couple of years back, I had a chance to visit the Shirdi Sai Baba shrine in Nashik with my friends. After our darshan, we came to the common dining hall - Sai Prasadalyaya. It is a huge hall with benches and desks where rich and poor can eat alike at affordable cost. Before the entrance to the hall, there is a signboard saying - "Please do not waste food.". A volunteer was present there, making rounds to serve the devotees the sacred food (Sai Prasad). While he was serving, I had a feeling that he might pour the entire food on my plate, making it impossible for me to consume everything he has served. So, I requested him to stop, the moment I felt I got enough. To my surprise, his hands stopped immediately as if it was controlled by a computer connected directly to my vocal cords. As I am penning down my thoughts, I am feeling a sense of respect for that overburdened canteen boy of Shiridi Sai Baba shrine, who made sure that the instructions on the signboard outside are followed to the letter. Apart from the respect towards that man, I am also feeling a sense of disgust towards our sense of hypocrisy. While the food served at Shirdi Sai Baba shrine is Prasad which cannot be wasted, the same food when served inside the office canteen can be thrown to the black colour waste bag placed in a trash bin. This is the hypocrisy of the so-called "Educated White Collared" imbecile creatures like us. The idea is to take as much as you can consume regardless of the money paid. But nowadays, people think it in monetary terms i.e. "If I am paying X rupees, then it is my birth right to get the appropriate quantity of food on my plate, regardless of my consumption capacity." In utter frustration, I think that one of our political leaders was perfectly correct in saying - "Poverty is a State of Mind.".

When a few paper bills of currency become more important than the edible food itself, then certainly it depicts our miserly attitude and mental bankruptcy. This miserly attitude of ours has started an unhealthy trend of serving more than what can be comfortably consumed. This trend is visible everywhere - be it restaurants or road-side stalls. Our imperialistic colonial masters have inculcated a false sense of civilized culture, that eating to the last grain of the serving depicts our misery. It is a fad which is religiously followed by the so-called "civilized" people like us. This obnoxious behaviour can be easily seen in a restaurant where people order more than what they can eat because they have the money to pay for the bill. The consequence is that resources of a nation are wasted which causes inflation - Huge amount of Credit Card bills (Money) chasing Small amount of Products (Food). We wash our hands off our duties and responsibilities and blame it on "Sarkaar". What can the Government do to control inflation, when the citizens themselves are busy wasting the nation's resources ??

The above poster nails it. I rest my case.

Sunday, 1 November 2015

Death


"aśhochyān-anvaśhochas-tvaṁ prajñā-vādānśh cha bhāṣhase
gatāsūn-agatāsūnśh-cha nānuśhochanti paṇḍitāḥ" - Bhagavad Gita 2.11

As I read the above shloka, my mind is engaged upon the metaphysical concept of Death. What is this Death that instills a painful feeling of fear, anxiety and sorrow in our hearts ? And despite all these feelings that occur naturally to a human being, what is the possible meaning of the above shloka in the context of death ?
Doctors define death as the ceasing of all biological functions of the body followed by gradual decomposition. It is an inevitable experience that each one of us has to undergo for the first and last time in our existence, irrespective of our liking or disliking. We fear death and feel sorrowful even at the thought of the death of our near and dear ones, despite knowing that it is inevitable. For me, the fear of death is the bodily pain that I have to undergo as systematically all my organs stop working. It is the deep fear of darkness and the ultimate oblivion which will swallow all my consciousness. The feelings of sorrow arise when I imagine my near and dear ones mourning near my lifeless body. For them, my body will become another doll which is meant to be destroyed by cremation. Similar feelings do come to my mind when I think about their death. As I imagine all these, I can empathize with the greatest archer Arjuna for feeling reluctant to kill his own kith and kin in a war. Since I have placed myself in Arjuna's shoes, I decided to read on to clarify my clouded mind.
As I read further, my doubts got clarified in the very next shloka
"na tvevāhaṁ jātu nāsaṁ na tvaṁ neme janādhipāḥ
na chaiva na bhaviṣhyāmaḥ sarve vayamataḥ param" - Bhagavad Gita 2.12

Literally translating, this means - "Never was there a time when I did not exist, nor you, nor all these kings; nor in the future shall any of us cease to be."
As I read this, I looked at my own body. What is this body ? To my eyes, it is basically a huge, but divinely systematical arrangement of elements like carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, nitrogen, calcium and others. The motive power to keep this systematic arrangement stable without disintegrating into the nature is my life-force or soul or electromagnetic energy. When we die, this electromagnetic energy gets dissipated, leaving behind the elements which decompose into nature. This means, that all the elements with their exact atom count remains constant before and after our death. In other words, the atoms and molecules that make up my eyes may be the same ones that once were a part of the thumb finger of Alexander the Great !! So, even after our death we continue to exist in this universe as something else because the total mass and energy of this universe is constant. So should we fear and feel sorrowful about this mere rearrangement of atoms and molecules ??
As I believe, our existence is not merely a coincidence. From a unicellular zygote to a fully grown living organism, we have made this remarkable journey for a purpose - i.e. to actively participate in the divine play of creation, sustenance and annihilation of life on this beautiful blue planet earth. For human beings like us, who live in a civilized society, our responsibilities are more than other organisms. Unlike other creatures who spend their entire lives in eating, growing, mating, propagating and dying, we humans have the additional responsibility of maintaining the civilized order of the society we live in. This is achieved by performing our assigned duties in the various roles we portray in day to day life. For instance, our brave Jawans serving the nation, even to the peril of their lives are our heroes. This is not because they are bestowed with super-powers like Super Man or Spider Man. It is only because, in the line of duty, they prioritize their duties as a warrior over the duties of a father, a husband, a son and a friend. Unfortunately, I am penning down my thoughts because most of us have restricted our roles to only a loving father (Dhritrastra types), a devoted son (Bhishma types), a best friend (Karna types), a loyal employee (Dronacharya types), an over-protective mother (Kaykeyi types) personalities; forgetting the duties of a "Stupid Common Man" who is the base of this civilized society. As He has rightly said -
"niyataṁ kuru karma tvaṁ karma jyāyo hyakarmaṇaḥ
śharīra-yātrāpi cha te na prasiddhyed akarmaṇaḥ" - Bhagavad Gita 3.8