There is something that has to trigger, somewhere, sometime.
Perspectives change all the time. Life, itself is very dynamic that way. What or Who is important to us at a point of time will cease to exist a little later, or a long time later. Its not that it would be with an experience so bad that we'd like to severe ties with it, but it just changes. Things just change, over time.
Well, I've been a believer of faith since a long time now. Not at all into religion, but slightly into God ever since I remember. I wonder who really created religion and for what good. It was really not done in a good taste, I must say. With God, however, which eventually (sadly) turned out into becoming an extension of religion, I maintained different views. Classical music, which I have been exposed to, since a kid, is primarily resplendent with a lot of compositions from saints who were staunch devotees of some particular God. Add to this, the exposure of starting anything new with a Ganesh stuti, to make sure things would go on alright. Obviously, since a kid if this is the background you'd be brought up in, then it would influence you. Its only the perspectives that change later on.
A very recent incident made me think very strongly about religion. With God, however, all my discussions with like minded people has been limited to the force being a positive energy, something that also has an equal negativity to balance the world with good and bad. I gave up long time back on praying to God before doing any good because of the simple reason that when people say its God who you have to ask, I'd reply saying - 'If he really is the all-knowing, he'd know what I want.' Religion, however, I discovered is just human made bull shit. One badmouthing the other. I really want to go back in time and see how it worked then, because it baffles me. And what hurts me the most is that in 2016 if someone were to come and give a discourse over religion. I'm pretty sure there is not a dearth of populace of that kind.
I was seeing this movie yesterday - Lagaan. When the team's performance in the cricket match wasn't all that rosy, they turned to God. A 5 minute song praising God, asking for help, with tears and all, saying 'Ok, listen up dude. I agreed to do something. I fucked up. Or I might. Please help me.' Well, this is what it appeared to be. The following day, no balls are bowled, catches are caught on the boundary line, the team who prayed, won.
Perspectives. I'm not sure if there was an easily accessible God in earlier times who would come down and help you out. I honestly don't know. The perfectly plausible explanation to me would be this - We are all capable, to degrees we ourselves don't know. When things go out of hand, we all get worked up. All it needs to be done is to take a step backward, a deep breath, and an analysis of situations. Perhaps, a smile would help as well. Its basically you telling yourself that 'Dude, look at it from another perspective before fucking it up anyway'. Maybe temples were that. Maybe they just helped to get us in a calm state of mind. For me, the sea would do it. Help me get all philosophical and introspective. It could be anything. It is just a time and a change of place that is needed at that point. This, I feel has been vaguely misconstrued as God's hand.
Food for thought.
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