We are in a more privileged position today. Human activity has been steadily shaping the future of our planet
“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon, Ballerina.
In the daily hubbub of current ‘crises’ facing humanity, we forget about the many generations we hope are yet to come. Not those who will live century years from now, but 1,000 or 10,000 years from now. I use the word ‘hope’ because we face risks, called existential risks that threaten to wipe out humanity. These risks are not just for big disasters, but for the disasters that could end history. Not everyone has ignored the long future though. Mystics like Nostradamus have regularly tried to calculate the end of the world. HG Wells tried to develop a science of forecasting and famously depicted the far future of humanity in his book ‘The Time Machine’. Other writers built other long-term futures to warn, amuse or speculate. But had these pioneers or futurologists not thought about humanity’s future, it would not have changed the outcome. There wasn’t much that human beings in their place could have done to save us from an existential crisis or even cause one.
We are in a more privileged position today. Human activity has been steadily shaping the future of our planet. And even though we are far from controlling natural disasters, we are developing technologies that may help mitigate, or at least, deal with them. Apart from all this I’m in fix of existence crises and The question of ‘my existence’ haunts me oft and oft , and pushes me to the wall , it is grilling the conscious streams for which my hopes realism and being of my being is glued , since I entered in my adolescent age. Sometimes, this question becomes adventurous and sometimes per-adventurous.
Human nature is very much inquisitive, when a pursuit solves the unsolvable mysteries, life becomes adventurous. Human nature is also fragile, when your inquisitiveness gets cultural, religious; life becomes unadventurous or Peradventures. The attitude to life is not my individual choice alone, it is determined by above mentioned factors as well. When a person is caught between the divergent pulls of head and heart, life becomes volatile and attitude towards it becomes flabbergasted. Question arises here, how one can decide the attitude of his/her life, when the life is actually not his/her alone? Hence at this juncture, existence seems to you a big fraud and you find yourself submerged in an ocean, where nothing is available, except big questions. Who I am? Where from I came? Why, I have not been asked about my tragic birth? Who created me and why? What had I done to my creator, before my creation? Finally, does creator really exists? To whom shall I ask these questions because life is not mine alone! A speck of existence, on which I have hold, doesn’t allow me to ask these questions otherwise I have to spurn this speck as well, to the butchers of modality.
My attitude to life is to cross the boundary line, which is set by the society. I want to live a life which would be governed by my choice. I don’t want to wear, what society prescribed. I don’t want to eat, what suits others. I don’t want to be a punching bag, what tradition and custom preached me. But, my choices are always sacrificed because of some set norms. In this semidiurnal world people like me, are caged. Sometimes, I ask myself; shall I remain silent and to bear the burden without murmur? Milton comes to my rescue, he would say, “….in this dark world and wide, and that one talent which is death to hide lodg’d with me useless,…”. It is suicide to resist your feelings and thoughts. Although, when a person takes cudgels against the social norms, tradition and custom he/she inevitably becomes persona non grata. Amidst all this fuss, I practice tolerance, and promotion of co-existence. I believe in truism and scientific endeavors.