The background was blue. Blue sky; blue moon; blue stars and even the grass was blue! I walked up steadily trying to reach the cliff. I took in the faint whiff of moist earth and sodden grass and reached the jutting cliff. I looked down at the backwaters between the chasm and felt a little dizzy and then looked up at the opposite side to another cliff jutting out. There was an intense desire to jump and cross the chasm and reach the other side. The brightness and glitter put out beckoning hands and I jumped.... I woke up with a jump too! Feeling terribly frustrated, for I didn’t know whether I fell or crossed the chasm successfully!
As individuals we have our own desires and
expectations and to add to this is the expectations of others. As a race we
human do try to be honest. But we do have a strain of dishonesty which makes us
put on masks. We are never truly honest even with ourselves and so these
expectations are half formed blurry images which we shy away from focusing on.
So what... then what?
Most great persons are of two kinds, either they
are totally insular, they live in their own world and live life setting
benchmarks and expecting people to kowtow to their laws and rules or they are
totally social, they live in a world of other people where they carve and
scrimp and adjust with the others, thinking of others and doing things for
others. I am no great person, most of us are a bit of both, we have our own
personal desires and expectations, we inhabit both kind of worlds and we get
along falling and rising.
This is all great as long as all the issues and
problems involve us personally but what happens when it involves someone else?
My desire cannot be fulfilled, if someone else does not walk in tandem with me;
then what do I do? DO I push the other person; kick him; prod him or show by
example, and what happens when none of these work? Do I take the uncomplicated
way out and wallow in deep depression or be brave and ignore that something
like that was never on my bulletin board, or be a coward and ‘mask’ my emotions?
I have too many open-ended questions to satisfy
even my own mediocre psyche, so I dare not venture into other people’s domains!
The horse was obviously thirsty, so the rider took him to the pond, but the
horse refused to drink from it. The horse expected to be taken to a waterfall
or to source of running water not to a stagnant pond hence he refused to drink!
The rider of course thought that he had done a fantastic job in realizing the
horse’s need and taking him to the water source but was met with an ungrateful
horse. Thus there was a chasm between the reality and expectation! Left to him
the horse may have found what he desired but his owner was leading him with the
bridle, and he did not have the freedom to express his emotions.
The advantage that we have over the horse is that
we can express ourselves but unlike the horse we live in a polite society and
not only are we not honest, but we also put on masks,
blindfold others, and repeat statements like “All is well” to spread
pseudo-happiness in the entire world.
There must have been many a time when we have
fallen short of our expectations. Then why the big deal when someone else falls
short? I will tell you why, it’s because you can play the blame game very
easily but it’s very difficult to blame yourself, you see!
The whole solution to this lies in lunging over the
chasm in a comfortable manner. One answer could be, “do not have any
expectations” (Not sure if this is possible!), another could be, “do not have
any from others” (Very difficult) still another is “keep the expectations
within limits” (don’t ask for the moon when you can be happy with the torch
light!)
The human heart is very troublesome- it is
illogical, impractical, and impassable. It is argumentative, augmentative, and
allegorical, unlike the mind. We thus have the eternal fight between the mind
and the heart and “God save the heart” from the ruthless mind but it’s time we
buried the heart between the two cliffs of reality and expectation and make it
the bridge to happiness...
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