I watch the new Mahabharat on TV and have actually grown fond of it and it’s different take from the previous legendary version created by B R Chopra and immortalized by Mukesh Khanna and Nitish Bharadwaj (and many other extremely well played characters). But as I was watching some clips from old one on youtube, my thoughts invariably got hooked on to the ‘samay’, the narrator. It was a brilliant concept and still remains so.
Time is omniscient – as it is even now. Time is watching you and me and if it had a face, it would smile at our wonderments for it can see it all – what is it that is about to unfold. If it had a voice, it would give a prelude to our life stories. If it had emotions, it would probably choke over the tragedies that are about to occur or smile at the happy endings. But here we are – and we can only keep guessing in its absence.
We don’t have the luck of Arjuna who had the advantage of a guide like Hrishikesh himself. We can only wonder, sometimes even helplessly. But the answer is probably in this picture here – we can only do our duties and leave the rest to Him.
I have read Gita again and again. I don’t know if I understand even 10% of it, I am probably too ignorant for it but whatever I have, has had a tremendous impact. It helps you take out of yourself and watch the bigger picture and sometimes in that picture, you can see the inconsequential things that you worry about. Whatever it is that you are fretting about doesn’t matter and you will see it in some time – perhaps some years.
There is no place for euphoria or regret, success or failure, sad or happy because they are different sides of the same coin – illusion. Let the outcome be not our motive. Work because you should, love because you should and live because you should. Let success be not the driving factor and failure never be a deterrent. Let us accept things for what they are and make the most of our lives.
P.S. I don’t talk about religious topics but then I don’t consider Gita to be merely a work of just some religion.
Here’s my feel good poem of the moment-
Lahu ponchhta hun zakhmon se,
Par raaste ke kaaton se vichlit nahi
Haan hai sannaton ka bhay mujhko,
Par zindagi auron par aashrit nahi
Hui shaam magar dur hai manzil,
Thaka hai man, par vyathit nahi
Hun gham se bojhil maana,
Par paraajay se paraajit nahi
Dekho na ye kya ho gaya
Waqt na jaane kahan kho gaya
Teri saans se, meri dhadkan se
Ye zindagi ka sabab hi le gaya
Badhte qadam ruk se gaye hain
Khulte lab sil se gaye hain
Sannaton ke beech khade hum
Phir ajnabi ban se gaye hain
Aahatein guzre waqt ki aati hain
Chamak in aankhon me le aati hain
Phir haasil ek bheega lamha hoga
Soch ke ye phir bhar aati hain
Jaana ab kyun aur kahaan hai
Mita manzilon ka naam-o-nishaan hai
Bant-ti hui raahon ke beech
Alag jaata tera mera kaafila hai
Dhalte suraj ki si thi ye mohabbat
Jab shaam aayi, rehta ye damakta kab tak
Hai kuch aisa fark, teri meri zubaan me
Aankhon se hum karte baatein bhi kab tak
Everyone faces failure at some point but what eventually matters is how resiliently you bounce back. The more you care, the harder the failure will hit but that’s how much sweeter eventual success is going to be as well. And that’s probably the only difference between a chance success and person who succeeds in long term. Failure is only the beginning, never terminal. Whenever you are down, remember that everyone’s been there but only a few had the courage to get up again. Those few eventually made it. Those few are the ones truly living it. Those few are the ones who have the courage to start from zero anytime, those are the ones who do not take things for granted, those are the ones who don’t get dazzled by undeserved success. Rejections hurt, right? Yes but it takes one acceptance to wipe out all the rejections before it. So, I hope you will work for that one acceptance because at that point, the rejections don’t really matter.
Amusingly, I have always failed at least once at everything (except courses). I did not get into MS the first time, in fact I had 9 rejects and 1 lousy admit which I passed. I worked for a year and reapplied and got into a dream school. Same story with MBA – applied 8 schools in total (4 first time and 4 next year) and got just 1 admit at NYU. The point is I was eventually going to enroll at one school only, so those other rejects didn’t matter anymore. Seriously, if there was a doctorate in failing, I would be a top candidate for it.
Similar story with startups, jobs and even relationships. I have seen failures pretty closely. But, I know one thing – all you need is that one YES. So, don’t give up.
Five years after reminiscing Indian Diwali in New York when I wrote this older post, I am happy to be back in the familiar land among my loved ones.
Can only pray that we learn to enjoy whatever it is that life offers us and see the light in everything. May we have enough prosperity to not feel restrained and enough time to enjoy life. Har samay ke liye kaam aur har kaam ke liye samay ho (enough work to not sit idle and enough time to pay attention to every important work). May Ganesha, Lakshmi and Vishnu keep you hale and hearty.
Wishing you a very Happy Diwali.