Blind …a question of faith and perception

Last night, on my way home, seeing two blind accompanies made me think twice of the world we perceive. It also kept my confused faith on someone I know not…someone who is to guide a way for sometime.

The existence of world has always been viewed by those who see. Consequently, it has been explained and interpreted by them and only them. No wonder, long time ago, Bard said, “beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.” However, I now query, does that “beauty” lie in the eyes of the beholder when they fail to see? And when they fail to see despite their strong impulse to look the colors of the world, the shades and the sun for once in their lifetime?

We, the visually gifted ones can differentiate the visuals and give in judgments. With our eyes open, we can know who to rely on and whom to avoid. However, those blind-men and women cannot. They can only give judgments based on the sounds which could be a mere act of generosity, when in fact, it could be an act of shrewdness!

Try to close your eyes for an hour as you do your activity and look how quickly you open them even when you stumble a bit. Now with this experience, assimilate with the blind who have never opened their eyes since time we cannot imagine. Those blind, who could have enjoyed nature do not know what nature is like…the spring, the autumn, wild beasts that rules the forests, the soothing sound of the river…

Indeed, I have no experience of really being blind. However, I have virtually imagined their pain by acting as one, if not for an hour or day, at least for few minutes. There, I have stumbled and fell…and one stumble triggered a fear of a wound next time. So I opened my eyes, never closing it again.
And when I had tried to correlate the experience, I could not keep my faith in someone because I feared their judgment!

However, the blind constantly put their faith on someone who come for their help. And when someone helps, they probably do nothing but pray that the aid means no malice and is there just to help!

Bard, you went wrong to your statement. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder…what about those who fail to see? What is their beauty? Is it blindness? Or is it continuing to keep faith on someone she or he doesn’t know?
No wonder, the world is created by only those who can see!

Expiry of Feelings

It’s been so long that I’ve tried to write something…wished to write something. Despite it, in every attempt, I’ve run short on feelings. I now am startled. It is as if I’m a living dead person, doing every human activities save feeling emotions.

Ever since I started writing, I had so much to write about. I wrote about love, anger, hate, war, life and so forth. However, these feelings have now come to a standstill. I wonder why. Was it that I wrote so much that I now have nothing to write about? Or is it that after feeling so much, I’ve stopped feeling anything now? I fail to know the answer.
Despite being unable to answer my queries, I am sure that the questions should not hinder my emotions.

The world is full of brightness and joy. There are so many things happening…so many things to write about. Secrets of the earth are yet to be unraveled, the nature; still to be felt. Then, how can I not have anything to write about?...when in front of me lies a whole new world from my perspective?

Life is a journey of endless emotions. There’s pain, joy, sorrow, love, lust, hatred, tears, smiles, hopes, dreams and so forth. So long one lives, one will feel these emotions. Even the toughest cry, strongest surrender, weakest strive, and the failures succeed. Then, how can I not feel?

Emotions are the very things that differentiate between an angel and human. Angels know everything from birth. Consequently, they do not feel. However, human beings learn things in their journey and they do not know all; and will never do. Therefore, they learn, internalize, feel and act.

I am no exception to the latter because I am a mortal being. I am learning and will continue to learn and then add to my perceptions, feel and act accordingly.

Like everyone, I’ve learnt human emotions by assimilating synonymous deeds first from my parents. I learnt to cry when someone does wrong…smile and praise when someone does well, laugh when one cracks a joke, feel angry when someone hurts me and that like.
When for the past two decades, I’ve learnt to feel, how can it briefly come to a halt? How can it abruptly come to a hiatus when I have so much to do, feel and cope; day after day? I fail to answer because in search of the answer itself, I’m writing this article.

Is it the expiry of feelings? Has my feelings and emotions completed a tenure of its existence like medicines? The very medicines which after its expiry can never be renewed? I certainly agree that after the validity, one cannot consume the pills. I also argue that before its expiry, the same medicines are replaced by new ones so that people don’t suffer…so that in its lack, one may not risk his or her life.

I argue, if life-supporting systems can be reproduced to larger and larger amount, why can’t life-giving systems; emotions stay until death one day blankets our dreams, desires, love, and aspirations and feelings itself?

I fail to know the answer. Yet, despite the expiry of feeling which I hope is just for short, the writing now does solace me and leaves me restless…

I most certainly feel that it has served its purpose, pouring down confusing thoughts off my mind…the mud of muddy water, I feel has now gently started to settle…a vision seems to upraise…my heart is starting to feel again…words are taking shape…the expiry of feelings…has its validity renewed?