Last twelve days have been hell for me. Not being able to get to work, being sick at home and feeling constant guilt to be sitting at home during what is perhaps the few good days of the year was just driving me crazy.
It started with the fever - and with that my manic over active mind started going out of hand. I don't know if this is a common symptom for many, but high fever makes me go into an extreme thinking and dreaming mode. My mind feels like every cell has come alive. Just like that, in a flash a lot of questions I have had about myself as well as others around me start making sense. So many ideas, so many solutions... I want to write everything down before I forget, but I can't. Because I am so weak, I cannot actually get up from the bed.
During this period I saw the movie 'Jupiter Ascending'. I will not talk about the computer graphics aspect of the movie (there was a lot of it), but it reminded me of a conversation I had had with a friend a very long time back.
My friend and I were having a debate on religion and existence of God. (I was less intelligent those days obviously!) My friend (Christian) was deeply affected by our conversation. In the end she asked me whether I believed in the Hindu belief of reincarnation (life after death).
My parents are Hindus, however until that moment I had never actually thought about Hinduism, and never been officially told by anyone in my family that to be a Hindu, I should believe in reincarnation. However after thinking a bit I told my friend that I can believe in an interpretation of reincarnation since to me it is not that different from our genes being passed to the next generation. It is not that the exact same person comes back alive again, but another version of him may do.
My friend was very upset with my answer. She accused me of being able to relate to Hindu religious sentiments but not Christian and she walked away from me that day.
The next day she came to me and let me know that she had done a lot of thinking and concluded that she feels comfortable with her own religious beliefs that she has grown up with and chooses to keep those sentiments.
I was relieved. Relieved that my friend was still speaking to me. And I genuinely felt good that she felt comfortable.
I did not realise it then, but now I do, that having a strong belief system in life is very important. (I just wish tolerance was also a part of everyone's belief systems.)
We humans are so tiny when compared to the universe. And our understanding about ourselves, and that around us is so little. Yet we are gaining more knowledge with time, and with that it is easy to be overwhelmed.
Like when we are children, we are fearless. We are carefree and we seldom think of consequences. But as we grow up, something changes within us. We begin to get more and more scared. Scared of not meeting expectations, scared of not achieving, scared of not performing and eventually scared of old age and death. A belief system is nothing different to having a friend. Just the thought that we have an ally in this world who protects and guides us makes us so much stronger.
I am no longer in my manic fever phase. The antibiotics and medicines I am taking have numbed my mind enough to be able to think of only a few things at a time. We are most productive when we can think of a single thing for certain period of time. Being sick at home for almost two weeks, with not much company gives you a lot of time to think about your own life and take stock. I have identified a few distractions and detractors from my life, which I will need to clinically get rid of. Apart from that I would like to give meditation a try - let' see how that goes. Will keep you all posted.
It started with the fever - and with that my manic over active mind started going out of hand. I don't know if this is a common symptom for many, but high fever makes me go into an extreme thinking and dreaming mode. My mind feels like every cell has come alive. Just like that, in a flash a lot of questions I have had about myself as well as others around me start making sense. So many ideas, so many solutions... I want to write everything down before I forget, but I can't. Because I am so weak, I cannot actually get up from the bed.
During this period I saw the movie 'Jupiter Ascending'. I will not talk about the computer graphics aspect of the movie (there was a lot of it), but it reminded me of a conversation I had had with a friend a very long time back.
My friend and I were having a debate on religion and existence of God. (I was less intelligent those days obviously!) My friend (Christian) was deeply affected by our conversation. In the end she asked me whether I believed in the Hindu belief of reincarnation (life after death).
My parents are Hindus, however until that moment I had never actually thought about Hinduism, and never been officially told by anyone in my family that to be a Hindu, I should believe in reincarnation. However after thinking a bit I told my friend that I can believe in an interpretation of reincarnation since to me it is not that different from our genes being passed to the next generation. It is not that the exact same person comes back alive again, but another version of him may do.
My friend was very upset with my answer. She accused me of being able to relate to Hindu religious sentiments but not Christian and she walked away from me that day.
The next day she came to me and let me know that she had done a lot of thinking and concluded that she feels comfortable with her own religious beliefs that she has grown up with and chooses to keep those sentiments.
I was relieved. Relieved that my friend was still speaking to me. And I genuinely felt good that she felt comfortable.
I did not realise it then, but now I do, that having a strong belief system in life is very important. (I just wish tolerance was also a part of everyone's belief systems.)
We humans are so tiny when compared to the universe. And our understanding about ourselves, and that around us is so little. Yet we are gaining more knowledge with time, and with that it is easy to be overwhelmed.
Like when we are children, we are fearless. We are carefree and we seldom think of consequences. But as we grow up, something changes within us. We begin to get more and more scared. Scared of not meeting expectations, scared of not achieving, scared of not performing and eventually scared of old age and death. A belief system is nothing different to having a friend. Just the thought that we have an ally in this world who protects and guides us makes us so much stronger.
I am no longer in my manic fever phase. The antibiotics and medicines I am taking have numbed my mind enough to be able to think of only a few things at a time. We are most productive when we can think of a single thing for certain period of time. Being sick at home for almost two weeks, with not much company gives you a lot of time to think about your own life and take stock. I have identified a few distractions and detractors from my life, which I will need to clinically get rid of. Apart from that I would like to give meditation a try - let' see how that goes. Will keep you all posted.
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