Purpose Of Life!

For Richard Bach’s Jonathan Livingston Seagull is was flying. For Sania Mirza it is probably to be the best tennis player in the world. For me, I still don’t know.

Yes! I’m talking about the purpose of life. Why do you live? What is it that you wake up every morning for?

The Bible says to know it you’ll have to find and search for Jesus. For God. Because he created you. You cannot ask a tool what is was invented for. You can only ask its inventor what and how it to be used if you want to use it. Similarly, you cannot ask yourself what were you created for. You can ask it only to your creator.

The Geetha says it is to strive. To strive to compound yourself with Him. This striving can be anything you do. It may be by following religion, by worshipping what you do or else by pursuance of knowledge.

All these arguments are based on one common assumption. They’re based on the assumption that God exists. What if I challenge this assumption? What if I ask “where” is god? Or “is” there a god? Is there an answer?

There is an answer. But to find it one would have to widen his vision. His perspectives need to broaden. What he must ask is not “where” is god. What he must ask is “what” is god?

Magnificence, elegance, beauty, excellence are all but unfulfilling to answer this question. To put into a broader light just think which people do we compare to god? I’m sure no Indian has ever not heard the phrase “if cricket is a religion Sachin is god.”
Wonder why no other player was ever compared to God?

A woman with emphasized reproductive organs and an inviting charming face is often compared to a goddess. On porn sites she becomes “Sex goddess.”

Just go back to your nostalgic anecdotes. You will find one place where you felt your insignificance. It might be on a sea cliff watching a sun set. It might as well be in the sky when you peeped out of the window of your plane while flying or may even be something as small as someone’s eyes. What was it that you felt in those moments?

Imagine a place of all marble. White, smooth, natural marble. Mountains of marble all over you, where there is lonely you and silence. Silence but for the stream of white water that is flowing right in front of your eyes striking its own musical notes on your minds instrument. And you are there all alone on a moonlit winter night. How beautiful do you think the place will be? You must have begun wondering whether the place actually exists. The answer is it exists. Where, is a matter incontexual here.

If you have never been to a jungle, then open the closest encyclopedia on nature that you find. Watch images in it. The birds, animals and other creatures. The stalagmites and stalactites and other naturally occurring structures.
From Sachin’s and woman’s comparison to god and goddesses let us move on to idols of gods and goddesses. What do you find? An elephant headed human with four hands? A ten handed and serene faced lady riding a tiger? Royal looking blue bodied male sleeping leisurely on a huge snake?

What are all these? What do they signify? From Sachin to goddess called women, from women to nature, from nature to idols. They are all but various perceptions of perfect “somethings”.

No other batsman was ever compared to god. It’s the ease, the excellence, the elegance of Sachins strokes that gives him such a stature. Not every woman is compared to a goddess because not every one’s reproductive organs are almost perfect. They represent her stature because she has always been respected, worshipped and celebrated for her ability to give birth. To give birth to a new one is godly for this nature to go on.

Every creature, every sight, every feeling of vastness, of perfection, of ease and excellence in itself is god. God is not a different entity. He is not a mere person like you and me. And to excel, become vast, to expand and to exhibit excellence in something is what we must live for. To strive to be one with Him. With his excellence, His vastness, His ease and his perfection. This in itself is the purpose of every life. How to do it is what is left to us. Sports, Music, Literature, Art, Work, Be a good father, Mother, Sister, Lover is all it takes.

Prince…

Experience of life!

I once wrote “Life is nothing but addiction to experiences.”

Do I still agree with it now?

Yes!

Only the vision has widened. Perspectives broadened.


Addiction to experiences makes you desire some of them. You “want” them to happen to you. This wanting is labeled as dream or fantasy.

To make these dreams and fantasies come true in real life, one forms strategies. Adopts schedules. Works day and night. In short, chases his dreams.

But all dreams cannot be chased. You can’t make everything happen to you. Some dreams require fortunes, some luck and some remain desires and fantasies only. Not everyone is born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Not every one sleeps with a beautiful woman. But all have these desires. What we forget is that a desire may be a driving force, motivating factor of an individual but it does not always imply his or her ability to make it come true.


But have you ever wondered what’d happen if there’d been no dreams and desires to chase? No experiences?

The world is life. It exists for you only until you do. Once you perish the existence of world to you is insignificant. Life is addiction to experiences. You live only until you experience or desire to experience. What then are experiences?

Experience is nothing but motion. Something that makes you mentally or physically feel better/worse or same/different than what you normally are. To keep your mind and body in motion of better and worse, good and bad, same and different and at the same time achieving your goals is the purpose of one’s life. The moment your life becomes monotonous, same you lose the “experience of life” and that experience is what each one of us is here for.

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