Better to have a Godless world now!!

Better to have a Godless world now!!

Let us be clear on this! The concept of God was a nice production of human thought to give answers to unanswerable happenings, mishappenings, chance throw of dice and destinies, hard fought struggles and expectedly-unexpectedly varying outcomes. And then out of this motley mix of fires, misfires; success and failure; rise and fall; ecstasies and miseries, there arose natural questions--Why?? Why?? The concept of God was offered as a panacea for numerous puzzling symptoms plaguing distraught humans seeking answers to this 'why'.

You have to believe with a blind faith if at all you want to get some solace or unproven blessing. If you suffer unjustifiably, religion tells you that you might be suffering on account of bad deeds in previous birth. If you are not getting the results of your good deeds, it tells you that you will get it post death. Both things are not proven, previous birth and after-death status. God is not proven. All the proofs to verify His existence are themselves contrived in a way that even these cannot be proven. So the final nail in confirming His existence is: ‘He cannot be known! He can just be realized and felt!’ So ultimately it boils down to a feeling, a realization! So very smartly it has been brought down to a level of feeling, a zone where logic is pushed aside without and rhyme or reason! And this feeling and realization is shaped by unquestionable belief in His existence.

So where do we land up??!! Like we are the owners and makers of rest of all the feelings in us, here as well we also possess this feeling in us. Sum and summary: Aham Brahma Asmi, means ‘I am the God I am seeking!’ It started in human brain and is realized in human brain as well. Rituals that are meant to appease Him, are just smart ways of keeping social order and keep people believe in the thin line dividing good and bad, moral and immoral, otherwise there will be a chaos.            

After a debatable journey, the concept of God has outlived its utility. Mankind framed the idea of God to create a psychological field of safety against natural forces that were beyond his knowledge and comprehension. Those mysteries have been explained quite well now. So we need not continue to pay lip service to it anymore. Doing so is proving more harmful to the creator of God, the human brain, the mankind. Religion is a thriving unquestioned business. Do you remember Asha Ram harami?? Similarly, there are hundreds of Godmen exploiting people for their belief in the concept of God. Millions are dying in the name of various Gods. Political parties are pulling votes in the name of religion. High time we abandon this redundant concept!! At the practical and mass level, it is doing more harm than the psychological advantage it provides against unknown apprehensions and insecurities at the individual level. Disadvantages and losses at the collective level are far more than the individual sips of solace driven by surrendering the self to the divinity.

Times changed over centuries. Almost everything changed in its wake. But religious differences are the same. Blood-shedding in the name of religion is the same. Isn't it high time that the world community starts dismantling the hold of exclusive religious principles on people and states? It is the time for an all inclusive world religion, the religion of all humanity, humanism. It is the time to contrive a better idea than exclusive Gods for various groups. We can think better to have a more relevant concept. The new concept can have Allah, Jesus, Buddha, Hindu Gods and other major deities in its fold. Main issue is how can Islamists be convinced to see beyond the rigid confines of their unchanging tradition?! All other religions are melting under the warm sun of internationalism. But icy blocks of Islam are holding their medieval solidly crystallized layers like polar snows. Will Islam ever be lenient to non Muslims!? World peace and harmony depends on the answer to this question. If internationalism succeeds to liberate humanism buried inside Islamic fanaticism, we can expect to have a peaceful world following the religion of humanism. In any case religion has to be systematically dismantled to lay the foundation of a common world, like it was earlier constructed in ancient times to stamp man's authority on earth under subservience to natural forces!

We can analyse the factors that gave birth and then supported the concept of God. God is just an incalculable sum of infinite series of chance factors.

If at all there is divinity, it is chance, coincidence! Chance is divinity! If ever there is a force that shapes things in universe and consequently human life, it is the chance factor. Random forces shape even the patterns that appear constant and infallible to us. Suppose you hold ten playing marbles in your hand. You keep these on your palm and take utmost focus to throw in a way so that you get maximum pieces in the hole. The chain of event that proceeds is utterly carried and pulled by the chance factor. Who knows with what balance and from what height, distance or tilt you decide to go for your throw!? You have numerous options as per the aforementioned variants! Then by chance you get carried to think one particular position more suitable than others. Who knows in what funny ways the marbles float in air? These can float in relatively favorable and unfavorable arrangement to hit earth in who knows how many ways to scatter in who knows in which directions and strike each other in who knows how many ways and how many angles to result in who knows how many moving away or into the hole?????? It is a long and endless series of independent still minutely dependent possibilities. One conscious act of taking the marbles in hand driven by the intention of putting as many as possible in the hole results in an endless serious of probabilities that work independently in between the throwing stage with particular intention and the resulting stage emerging as an independent result. The result is free, so are the numerous bits of independent realities driven by the free will of the chance factor. From micro to macro levels this factor works to coincidentally shape destinies and the way universe functions.

In the fathomless domains of this chancy super-quotient, we have independent units that recur in patterns with regularity to substantiate our scientific theories. These are but particular outcomes carried by the swift forces of chance. Universe is an outcome of some chancy explosion. Life on earth is pleasant coincidence, divine chance. See the dance of prince chance in all its charm around you and in your life and you will feel its superweight!

Allow me to call myself a Jat please!!!

Concepts carry certain mental weight. If not more, at least they help us in proving that, just because we are aware of their existence and pay them lip service, without doing anything practically to substantiate them, we are modern, educated, secular, non-casteist etc., etc. One such concept is the concept of casteism. Let anybody tell, and of all let it be a Jat mentioning his status, thousands will grab the opportunity to condemn and claim their status as modern and educated individuals.

We have hierarchy of identities linked to us--our definitions. As per our concept-based clarification, I should say I am a ‘human’ instead of Sandeep Dahiya. But I do not, because doing so will just leave me clueless in the final melting sea of humanity. I am human, but yaa I am also Sandeep Dahiya. Our identities starting from the self evolve upwards. Starting from my family, I am a Jat, then I am defined as a Hindu, then as the resident of a particular village, then a state, then country, then continent, then earth (if there are aliens). Now you tell where is my strongest self of belonging? Simple, it is with the ‘self’. So basically I identify myself with my name, my surname, my family name, my caste name. I call myself ‘Sandeep Dahiya’ and that gives me an identity among the sea of humanity. Will I prefer being called ‘Sandeep Dutt’? Or will ‘Pushp Dutt’ like to be called ‘Pushp Dahiya’? Absolutely no! So if we are so possessive about our caste-born names, why do we start croaking like mad frogs the moment somebody declares the identity?! All those who absolutely do not believe in casteism, should call themselves ‘insaan’ as their surnames, e.g., Push Insaan. We are digitally advanced enough to have unique identifying numbers among all the enmassed humanity of ‘insaans’.

When we talk of basic identity, it is at the cost of exclusivity. When I say I am ‘Sandeep Dahiya’ I exclude other names. When I say, I am an Indian, I exclude other countries. When I say, I am from Haryana, I exclude other states. When I say, I am a Hindu, I exclude other religions. So when I say, I am a Jat, am I committing a crime? When I express my opinions regarding political dominance for my community, am I committing a crime? Do not we fight to keep our identities alive starting from the basic identity with the self? Do not we read for ourselves and settle in career so that family name becomes more popular? Or do we just do it for the neighbor to help them in their economic struggle? Do not we feel happy when the village earns a name in some regard? Do not we feel happy for the state when we read about its progress? Do not we feel happy for an Indian winning at the world level? So why should not I feel happy and proud of my status as a Jat casteman?! Why should not I aspire for better prospects for my community at the political and social level, like I do for myself, with my basic identity? When I am struggling to make my life better, am I always lost in the beautiful world of better life for my neighbor?! It is just our basic instinct man! It simply is basic instinct to hope to, aspire for and work for the betterment of things related to our basic identities starting from our families onward?  

Do not we prefer one thing over the other in even most mundane aspects of life, such as food, footwear and clothes? Or we just abandon our priorities and preferences just to wear kurta dhoti, because half of India is clad in that? Or we just force ourselves to eat plain rice and daal because Indian masses survive on it? We do not! We have distinct preferences! This preference is basically derived by excluding something from the other. And when I exclude something to retain for something else for myself, I do it as per my convenience, for my own sake! Do not all of us do the same? Is not caste a major factor in India? Does not our constitution show positive discrimination in jobs reservation and political representation? Is not our whole fabric dependent on caste? All those concept-blinded people, who start shrieking at casteism, should prove their genuineness by putting surname ‘insaan’ after their main name, because ‘insaan’ is our basic identity. If they cannot do it, then I shout ‘bloody hypocrites’ in their faces!

If RSS treats itself as a parivaar, does not it come on the basis of excluding other political streams. Do not they have a very strong identity which helps them survive as a strong and effective unit, whose effects we have just seen in Haryana and Maharashtra assembly elections? Should they shed their uniqueness and merge into the sea of political neutrality?

If they cannot, then why the hell I should shed my casteist identity and stop thinking about the welfare of my community?!

Self-driven as per my family name, if I do good for myself and my family, do not I do something good for the country as well? As a member of a strong Jat community, that bravely contributes to armed forces and farm production, do not I add to the total Indian strength if I fight for better prospects for my community? Or just paying theoretical lip service, like our so called educated class does usually, in the form of justifying concepts in innocuous debates is going to make this country stronger?

The Need to Redefine and Reform Islam

We can help this world by helping our Muslim brothers to redefine themselves in ways in parallelism with global world involving blending of cultures and openness to beliefs and lifestyles. More than anything, it will save non-Muslims from hair-raising problems at many levels in future.

Secular theorists should be gagged for some time and allow some real practical talk and do some reality check. We have to find ways to gradually melt paranoid apprehension in Muslim minds regarding anything non-Muslim, be it dress, places of worship, mode of prayer, food, relationships and what not!

We have to ensure that next generation of Muslims is more tolerant to those beyond the Muslim walls having their own distinct ways of life. We have to tell educated next generation of Muslims that touching a Hindu temple’s walls from outside does not mean they have lost their Muslimhood. We Hindus are very lenient in that we accommodate multiple realities linked to inter-religious strains. We hardly have any qualms about entering and even offering prayers in dargahas and mosques. Muslims are conditioned to take any such bravado into others’ shrines as blasphemous. An ultra-modern, educated Muslim colleague of mine in corporate used to openly throw Tuesday prashada into the dustbin. Well it was just a simple ritual by God-abiding Hindu employees to collect money on Tuesday and distribute prashada on the floor. If the educated lot behaves that way, imagine the situation in crammed slum type Muslim neighborhoods!

Islam has to be fundamentally redefined to inculcate mercy at its core philosophy like other world religions. A lady colleague of mine still gets palpitations when she recalls an incident from her childhood in an African country. Her father had taken her to visit his Muslim friend’s house. All went well till she saw the host’s small kid catching a mouse and scooping out its eyes with playful relish. The proud father just looked droolingly. The fundamental philosophy is to kill the softer side in the young ones to make them less tolerant, less humane, aggressive and merciless so as to annihilate the kafirs and non-believers. We have seen the consequences of this fundamental Islamic approach in war-torn and strife-lorn Muslim countries where kid jehadis commit heinous crimes against humanity with the ease of performing something holy!

By sticking to the rigid medieval line, Muslims still think that there are enemies around and they have to stay like a pack of wolves to ward off the danger. This psychology is reflected in crammed, unhygienic, slumish Muslim neighborhoods where the age-old lifestyles are forced to stay alive in semi dark behind closed walls overlooking narrow streets. Even those well-to-do Muslims who can afford to shift to better social environment prefer to stay here. In fact there has been a reverse trend. Upper class Muslim families have shifted to congested predominantly Muslim colonies from the earlier secular kafir-infested locations having better facilities. It does not augur well for a cosmopolitan society.

The governments world over have to devise direct and indirect, covert and overt ways and means to break this fear psychosis in Muslim minds to draw them out of the wolfish packs behind closed walls and redistribute and relocate them as prosperous neighbors of tolerant culture involving people of different religions.

Governments and their institutions have to bring about subtle fundamental changes in the ways Islamists lead their lives so that at least the next generation of Muslims would not look stealthily, apprehensively over the Islamic walls and peer at the world outside as an alien entity. If this is not done then the world inside Muslim neighborhoods and outside will become so different that it will have sky and earth differentials. Such differentials never allow stability. The remedial effort might even involve nurturing modern maulvis who keep Koran and computer together!!      

Haryanvi Hangama

Post Modi-wave in Haryana, BJP is set for heartbreak in Haryana assembly elections.

There are three boats in perilous political sea. Two are apparently under the risk of sinking. The third is apparently going to safe shores carried by the victorious swirls of Modi wave. So politicians of all hues and colors are jumping into the sea from the other two risky boats and board the safe BJP boat.

This is where the BJP boat, overenthusiastic about the sudden windfall to have more leaders in its famished cadre in the state, is allowing every tom dick and harry from INLD and Congress to board its boat. But do they realize the carrying capacity of their boat that is being crowded with contradicting political aspirants? It is like having lions, lambs and other animals that are inherently antagonistic to each other in nature in the same room. A lot of music is in store on board! So the overcrowded boat might collapse on account of liberality shown by the BJP managers in Delhi.

Parliamentary results in Haryana are in gross disproportion to the BJP's grass root reach and party infrastructure and local leadership in Haryana. They know it. So are accommodating everybody defecting from other parties. It is like puffing in too much air into the balloon. It might bust. Perhaps it is too late!

Hung assembly!!!! — feeling excited.

God, it would have been better to have a Godless world!!

Hafeez Sayeed is a fuckingly fabulous dreamer. Hafeez Sayeed, who?? He is that champion jehadi of Lashkar e Taibba fame!! Well the poor innocent Hindu in me gets scared whenever I see him thundering in public meetings in Pakistan. I have reasons to get scared! I have read enough of medieval Indian history to know Muslim zeal in cutting down Kafir Hindus to size and get them, the poor grass eaters, intimidated by the burly meat-eating champions of Islam.

Well, Lashkar e Taibba has taken up the goal of liberating Kashmir from India and then set up a Mughal state of Islamic India. It is a free world by the way! Hafeez Sayeed reserves the right to act and behave as per the norms set by his sanity or insanity (both are same by the way). Suppose he succeeds in installing some descendant of Mughal kings on throne (he has to find out peacock throne as well for this purpose), the main challenge facing him will be to find out the real claimant out of thousands of princes of royal blood who may turn up for the title. It will be still more arduous task given that most of these princes will comprise emaciated rickshawallas and beetle nut chewing ruffians. But even to claim that authority they need to know about Mughal history and for that you need at least a history book. So the dreamers of pre 1857 world should know that at least basic education is essential even for mindless work of jehad.

As a chicken-hearted Hindu, I at least pay namashkar to the Englishmen for weeding out the Mughal dynasty. We grass eaters would have continued to pay homage to the feeble most princelings for centuries to come. Somehow that era still rules the hearts of common Muslims and unfortunately even the educated ones. I had this Muslim friend as my colleague in corporate. He was dashing, handsome and his narcissism ever pampered by the adoring ogles of Hindu fillies. On top of that he got extra soft treatment by educated cultured Hindus because the latter are so damn crazy about proving their secular status. They will leave no stone unturned in mollycoddling the minority prince charming lest he felt bruised and broken hearted on account of majority tyranny. So this educated minority prince was my closest buddy. He would drag me to eat chicken and mutton biryanis by the mosque, muttering, ‘Enough of grass eating!! Eat the real food!!’ Then there was some issue where he let down because he found me lacking in overenthusiastic support of an educated Hindu for the cause of minority. Sullen faced, he just muttered over his lunch plate, ‘Yes bro!! Now this has to happen. We guys are surviving under your rule!’ It just seared through my heart. If an English speaking ultra modern Muslim still recalls Mughal era with such aggrieved nostalgia, what will be the situation of illiterate people in the minority! So at least Hafeez Sayeed is entitled to keep his Mughal Raj dream alive.

A friend of mine was passing through a really tough phase in life. Somebody suggested the help of a tantric-type-mullah from a mosque. The happy glutton arrived at my friend’s place; got pampered by the royal treatment; suggested a few things to dispel the evil spirits; and made us cram ‘La ilaha illaha, Mohamed rasool-ul-ullah, salal illaha vassalam!!’ thousands of times. Whole peasant family of my friend chanted this new Vedic mantra for months, hoping that at least Allah’s angels will bring them happy days. Even though the fucker was just a single Muslim entity in the neighborhood, he still had a last laugh on our poor Hindu heads. I realized it four years later in a sleepy suburb of North African town. Meanwhile, just like a typical educated Hindu I never missed an opportunity to chant out the Islamic mantra to every tom dick and harry Muslim coming my way, just to showcase my secular spirit and that I also know about Islam. But the secret was busted that sultry evening on the residential outskirts of Djibouti in East Africa. I was talking to this young chap Moosa, sipping coke in their small eating point round the corner of their house. Moosa had been to Pune in India for studies. Again to prove my Hindu secular credentials, I started the Islamic mantra. I was expecting appreciation. But lo what happens! Moosa was dying with laughter. He nearly choked over. Almost fell down from the wooden chair. He frantically called dozens of his siblings. They rushed in for entertainment. Being asked to cite it again, and to prove my secular status to a larger audience now, I sang out with more enthusiasm. It created a flutter of curious, proud peals of laughter.  Then Moosa the great told me the secret. Now I got to know it was in fact the hymn of somebody getting initiated into Islam. ‘Anybody saying it even once becomes a Muslim’, educated and enthused Moosa informed me. Fuckers!! He seemed to believe it. Thank God my friend somewhere in me did not get a taste of Muslim religious initiation by getting a cut on its head!!

At the general level, Muslim society believes in quantity. The more the numbers, the better!! The food, even certain postures seem to be meant to add to the men’s libido to keep four wives and produce as many kids as possible. In the distant future, it is expected, when they will have numbers on their side, they will teach grass-eating Hindus a mighty lesson. A few months back a Muslim family took up a rented accommodation in our part. Miyanji was a burly man. But as a carpenter he earned almost negligible in comparison to his Himalayan libido targeting his emaciated wife. Result?! They were poorest of the poor and had six children. In his heart of heart he must have been thinking, ‘Even I am contributing to Hafeez Sayeed’s dream of a Mughal India in 21^st century through bringing as many true species of Allah as possible!’

Muslim society is haunted by this massive insecurity that puts them closeted within a claustrophobic sphere. It pervades in Muslim neighborhoods. From first world countries to the poorest ones, the very same pattern of Muslim neighborhoods shows a deep sense of distrust for anything un-Islamic. The streets are so narrow that you just find it difficult to sneak out once you are unlucky to get in. The doors are shut. Almost no windows! They just do not want to see the world globalizing in beautiful blend of cross-cultural sinews. It is a world lost in its own strange maze. I never felt more insecure as I did when I committed the mistake of searching a Muslim merchant in the claustrophobic Muslim neighborhood in Colombo, Sri Lanka. To make it worse I was having a vermilion mark on my poor Hindu brow, put by a smiling priest in a Tamil temple in some other quarter of the city. The first person whom I asked about the concerned individual just shot through my Hindu-marked forehead with his blood shot aggressive eyes. I could feel that typical antagonism for the kafir. Afterwards, while I walked lanes after lanes of lost world, I felt my feet giving under me. To be hell with metropolitan Colombo, this world ruled itself in its narrow lanes, dim light, dingy shut-doored and windowless houses, foul smelling stagnated air!! ‘If they decide to slaughter me, the outer world would not even come to know in which quarter I had my last breath!!’ I felt horrified. Thanks to the Hindu priest’s blessing hand, I came out in one piece. I had exactly the same feeling in Rangoon where my Muslim friends found me intimidated while I just chickened out of their quarters like a rabbit runs away from a pack of wolves.

Travelling in a train across the snowbound wastes of central Asian republics, me and my group was scanned by the blood-shot eyes of another Islamic zealot. Baring his gold-plated fangs, that allowed him to tear any type of meat, he asked, ‘From Pakistan?’ ‘From India!’ we the lambs bleated. There was a queer aggression in his eyes. A joker friend of mine had the audacity to say, ‘I am Hamidullha!’ God, how I wish if you guys had seen the sense of relief and composure pervading his tensed being after meeting a co-religionist!!

No hesitation in confessing that I am feeling more and more scared of Islam and Islamists. And more so because I have just closed my doors to Hindu rituals and that means Hindu Gods would not have anything to do in saving this newly turned atheist. How did I come to turn an atheist? Well about that sometime later!! Till that time some God of some true religion save me from Muslim tyranny!!