IFBOOKS COULD TRANSFORM MAN TO TRUE HUMAN BEING?


Posted on August 14, 2011 

काश ! पुस्तकें मनुष्य को इन्सान में तब्दील क़र सकतीं | अतुल कुमार (somebodyatul.jhs@gmail.com) August 4, 2011

Atul kumar an Indian from jhansi put the above comment.   He says how great would it be if books could transform man to a true human being!!!

Books will never be the teachers for spirituality

 

If books could transform man to human being?

This statement is not to imply that we can dismiss their significance Altogether. They can be thebest recordkeepers of true knowledge and be handed over generation to generation discussing what they can offer  to us will be out of scope here.

 For a moment let us forget this book or that book.   Nature offers lessons that are never read by anyone of us. Why???   

Who has not seen human beings leaving their bodies?  Time and again we hear today he has died; yesterday she died.  Everyday a numerous persons are killed in accidents, from diseases or from no reason even. On the other hand none of us is thinking about an unknown or an abrupt end of one’s life. We are very busy with collection of wealth or many plans of our lives for protracted pleasure. We know our end without ever having known it. We work for earning what cannot belong to us.  We work for what cannot grant happiness to us.  What we get is more the tears than laughter, more the sorrow than the joy, more the struggle than the enjoyment, more the pain than the pleasure.

Who has not seen human beings leaving their bodies?  Time and again we hear today he has died; yesterday she died. 

Everyday a numerous persons are killed in accidents, from diseases or from no reason even. On the other hand none of us is thinking about an unknown or an abrupt end of one’s life. We are very busy with collection of wealth or many plans of our lives for protracted pleasure. We know our end without ever having known it. We work for earning what cannot belong to us.  We work for what cannot grant happiness to us.  What we get is more the tears than laughter, more the sorrow than the joy, more the struggle than the enjoyment, more the pain than the pleasure. Life’s teaching us so much. Why cannot we learn from all this? Why cannot we think what the real happiness lies in? We are ever in the process of getting oblivious of the inevitable and possibly an abrupt end of the little journey of our lives. A glimpse of a dead body could warn Budha against the ephemeral existence of life, when he left his family, left his kingdom and comforts in search of immortality.

Death is the greatest teacher, the greatest and the immortal book, teaching the human beings eternally. Who wants to listen? Who wants to get out of the deep slumber? Only death can drag us out of the imaginary world of entertainment, out of the petty pool of pleasures, out of the sea of sweetened sorrows.

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In our lifetime, when all goes well, most of us can be seen laughing in the face of death. The crematorium, the symmetry or the graveyard happens to be more the places for the planning of the new life – if not overtly, at least covertly. When a beautiful young woman loses her husband or a sweetheart, we dream of getting or owning her or if a wealthy, healthy man loses his beloved one, a pretty woman may start dreaming of making her destiny with him.  Sons are seen to look forward to seeing the early death of their father or the mother – inheriting the wealth of the rich father and mother. Death has ever failed to help us read the sermons of reality. 

 I don’t think the books are meant for such human beings.

Were there epitaphs reading:

1.         I have always been ambitious or at least the president of the whole world.

2.    To be the wealthiest man of the world was my only dream.

2.         My wish has been to be loved by all the Miss Universe.

3.          

4.          Who does not know these facts? But who can be awakened? We are good at laughing in the face of death who is going to spare none, even the globe itself.

 MAY BE CONTINUED…….

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