Helleuh!*
The past couple of weeks have been gruesome. On a personal level, community level, national level, universal level, and all other levels there are of concern. Very many factors topsy turvied to let matters go into what was seemingly an unorganised free fall. Of course, its kind of obvious that I’m referring to the recent Mumbai blasts when I talk about concern on a national and universal level. And on a personal level, a lot of belief systems crashed, what I had built and worked upon for a long time splattered.
Then came the phase of grief, anger, and questioning. Unfortunately, what I, and many others, did not realise was that the 3rd of those mentioned above, questioning, was the most important. Grief, anger, and confusion come quickly, without any effort. And it is often the most misleading of things. On questioning and problematizing, the problem, the cause, and thus the solution, becomes clear.
And this is the answer I have to voice out to the world. This is what I now believe in, this is what I believe will set things right. This is the hard way out, my unique answer to a complicated problem.
Forgive, forget, love.
All three of these are near impossible entities. One cannot build, or force onself to imbibe, any of these three. It should come from within. It should feel from within.
When you can forgive people, places, things, when you can forget the bad (the hazy good, for there’s nothing bad 
), and if you can love that which you forgive, and everyone and everything else…
“Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it”
- If by Rudyard Kipling
And these three are for each and everyone of us. Every one of us here who is feeling bad, sad. Every one of us here who think the world is bad. Every one of us here who is fuming against the terrorists of Mumbai. Every one of us here who helped bombed Mumbai (i.e. the terrorists). Each and every one of us who loves, hates, believes in, has lost hope in, has hope in, the world, and everything thats in it……………..
Think. If those among us who bombed Mumbai (the terrorists) had forgiven the world for all the things they hold it against them, if they had forgotten past indifferences, if they had loved, would the bombings have happened? Would so many people have died? Would the hatred and disraught love, which was a consequence of the event, ever have been created?
forgive. forget. love.
the answer to a lot many problems.
And one of my friends told me, it was not the free fall which I thought it to be. It was not disorganised. It was simply destined to happen. It was the child of karma. It was, because it had to be. It is but a test, perhaps?
* Helleuh - © One of my really good friends
