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Gods are Human too
A few months back at Water Field Road Bandra , an old Shri Sai Baba Temple was demolished as it was perched on a Peepul Tree on the pavement, the Court had passed an Injunction that all illegal place of Worship , including Dargahs, Temples , Crosses to be removed , a blindfolded judgement, but with severe repurcussions for people that have made the place of worship a part of their living life..man will stand mute if he sees a woman getting raped, man will watch impotently his neighbors house getting burnt, man will not tolerate his God being tarnished, his God being demolished, yes collective Man will retalite , without thinking of the harm to society or to his country. I till date cannot get over the images of the Babri Mosque , kar sevaks perched atop battering a disputed structure as they said, but this was democracy , faith in a democratic principal being hit, the entire nation watched impotently, now shedding tears of remorse does not hold water.. I think it was a bad letter day for all of us secular minded unbigoted people.. I saw the Riots , the after math of the riots.. the pain to both communities.. Mobocracy is when Democracy is betrayed by misguided elements.. Anyway this temple at Waterfield road was being destroyed by the Miunicipal authorities, along with Police Protection.. the people that thronged to this Temple were genuinely hurt , but Law has to take its course.. What I fail to understand when the Temple was set up what were the authorities doing.. what took them so long, this seduced somnolence of their senses… yes honestly the system sucks.. Our Indian psyche loves building Mosques Temples .. anything to appease the Maker , but this fervour wont be shown in building a Widows home or a Childrens home.. Man is a Miser towards Man.. he spends lavishly on God…garlands, floral tributes , chaddars, what not.. golden shoes for the Lord while Man walks witthout Shoes, hold on Man has no Feet… The political leaders with their patronage give a stamp of authority to an illegal place of Worship , later on he will be nominated as erstwhile Trustee. The guy who moves semi nude at Bhendi Bazar , dirty , unclean, coats of dirt on his body, is a sight that would put anyone off, but come night , rich folks touch him, take his blessings , he is in a comatose state of reality, he loves Ice Creams that drips on his bare chest, ants on his body enjoying the spiritualty of a sublime moment… This is an Introduction I add to my old post.. Old Posts I find get the relevance of becoming newer as you read it after sometimes.. Word Press will never understand this Blog Machine.. no it wont rest.. even afer Death.. My Post Gods are human too, they need to be pampered by Man, they have the whims and fancies of Man, Gods whose abode is in Indralok but who find Mumbai an ideal transit lounge. Mumbai is prime property ..even for the Gods. Gods are not choosy about Space , God knows you have them in the space of your hearts but Gods are human too want to be a part of the environment the Mumbai Manoos. Gods too say Mee Mumbaikar which is better than a lesser god saying Mee Patnakar. Patna is the capital of Bihar. Man the Real estate Agent loves to dupes Gods into property illegalities. So Man conniving crooked uses God, as a fulcrum to punish other Men.Man can tolerate anything pain, sorrow, death but an insult to his God he wont take , he will kill, this is another in born instinct of a Mujhaideen too.I call it misplaced religiosity, as I have always reiterated all proselytizing religions suck.. Man has a Will to choose follow what he wants, you can buy Man enslave him, but not his inner free will.This is the pounding resilience of Man.You can kill Man but not the spirit of Man. So God wants to imitate Man, Yes learn from Man the meaning of his innerspirit. God wants to be Man.. What happens is knowing Gods propensity for all that is Human, Man builds Temples architectural beauties like the Birla Temples .. there is a saying that the Birlas leave part of the Temple unfinished.. a kind of misplaced auscpiciousness. Poor Man builds temples on congested streets, in front of a neighbours house, some of them are made for profit, I am no authority .. I am against bad mouthing God. Yes I too am as human as God,. I was rushing home at about 11.30 am saw a demolition about to take place of an illegal temple on Waterfield Road Bandra, here I must mention I had a premonition carried my camera just in case.. I got out of the Rickshah began shooting pictures. The Bandra Police know me and I have a valid press card from Bandra Samachar the editorial backing of Mr Clarence Gomes who knows I dont misuse my writings , I write for a social cause. The Cops called me let me go, but I had taken a few shots.I was dressed in my Sadhu attire.. The Temple is being demolished on a court backed order..the Judiciary is the most respected part of society..you dont mess with law or order . What really makes me question this is the fact when th322 April 16th
I did things today, and I enjoyed myself. I woke up and went to the childrens museum for the puppet show shoot. I went to Yogurtland with Cole and then I took him home. I came home and watched Grey's. Then I went and got JJ's with Kent. I was planning on running at some point today. And when I sat down after hanging out with Kent my plan was to just watch Grey's until my heart fell out from crying. But I didn't, I am tired of being pathetic. So I went running. And it hurt, but it was fast. What kind of person do I want to be? Time or an endurance? I think I prefer endurance. So I can play with children and not get tired. After that I drove to Pebble Creek and then drove for a really long time on the high way. I went past the DPS office until my territory was very unknown and I turned around. I talked to myself, why lie. I talked to myself about Belize, because I am giving a talk in church tomorrow, and I am scared. Would you like to hear what I have?.. good. Hello my name is Anna and I am a Junior. This spring break I went on a mission trip to Belmopan, Belize and my life hasn't found a way to be the same since. I have been on 5 local mission trips before, and each of them has left an impact on my life. One of those trips set my heart on fire for missions, the others kept the fire going. When you go on a mission trip it becomes obvious all the things in life you have grown numb to. Your home, your family, and the love you receive daily. When you come back you always come back with a new view on life. Like most of experiences after awhile they begin to fade, life gets heavy, and monotonous and you grow numb again. It's been 5 weeks since I have been in Belize and I still think about it everyday. I think about how far along the school is, how the children are, and if when they dance and sing do they sometimes think about our group. You see, when you go on a mission trip out of the country you realize all the things you were born numb to. Our freedom, our government, our water, our hospitals, and our education. The day I started Kindergarten was the day I became numb to my education. These children walk to school so they can sit in a hot, hurricane shelter, but what they are thinking about is their educations. And when something that you have lived your whole life not thinking about becomes known to you, how can one be the same? You see God took me at exactly the right moment and showed me all the things in life I was missing even when they were right in front of me. He picked me up from my hole and made me see Belize, he made me see people that don't live in comfortable College Station and he showed me true love. And now a fire is in my heart that I can't quite figure out how to contain, but why should I? My plan now is in 5 years to be teaching Special Education in Belize and worshiping at the very same church that changed my life 5 years before. Thanks for your prayers, your letters, and your gifts they were why we could make it to Belize and why so many lives are changed. Oh man, I hate public speaking. One day I will learn how to say no. You ready for changed on her mission trip to Belize, Anna? It's fine, it's what God wants. AHHH. Do I really believe that? What if this is all a lie? In many ways my life has changed, but in many ways I am still pathetic me. Who cries all the time, and can't seem to be happy. Is that what I changed into in Belize? No, because that's no change at all. I guess if I changed in anyway it's because now I really do believe there is a God. But how do I get up in front of my church, my mother and tell them I didn't believe at all. I can't. I can't tell them my fire had turned into cold ash, and I was lifeless in God. I can't, I hid it too well for too long. And I don't think now is the time to go about telling the whole world. But, here I am telling you. You have become my world, WOW SO pathetic. You are who I talk to now though. So, hello. I'm sorry that now you have to read through all this mess of who I am. I just need someone.
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