August, 2018 - Man of Wisdom

The World is an Amazing Place (Despite All the Suffering and Pain) – Poem

I still feel too sensitive to suffering sometimes and feel anxious and helplessness. In one such incident recently, this poem crossed my head:

“Pain and suffering can confuse you,
Feeling it all, all the time will bruise you.
You’ve to learn to let it go sometimes,
And see the world in a brighter light.

For the world’s an amazing place!
Full of joy and wonder,
Growth and splendor.
Stop focusing on all the blues,
World is brighter, despite all the dim hues.

There’s suffering, there’s overcoming it too.
There are struggles and yet people smiling through.
If you see all black, may be change your view?
Life is wonderful and you can see it too!

Crushing helplessness you feel,
And hopelessness you fear.
“World can’t be healed” hurt by their sneers.
Even if trembling, will you act, or surrender and kneel?

Those who feign the pain,
And those who stand indifferent.
If they continue to kill and wound around,
Why you too won’t hold your ground?

Remember though only feeling and not doing doesn’t make a difference,
Things aren’t fixed by magic, let toil be your preference.
See the ray of hope, even if it’s on horizon and faint,
Set an example, it’s not enough to complain.

For the world is an amazing place!
Full of joy and wonder,
Growth and splendor.
Stop focusing on all the blues,
World is brighter, despite all the dim hues!”

It’s an amazing place <3

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A Tree in the Forest – Man of Wisdom Tells Stories

If you started from the southern edge of Atlantic Ocean, it’d be hundreds of miles of forest clad in complete darkness until you’d see the first twinkling of light. It was from Estrela’s table lamp. She turned it off as she went to sleep and the darkness extended a few more meters.

Estrela’s town was at the edge of the rain-forest. It’s been just a few years since her village had gotten electric supply line. Before that they were dependent on dried logs from the forest. Not just fuel though essentially the economy of whole village was based on the forest.

The forest nourished the town. There was plenty of food, wood, herbs, and game. A lot of villagers had moved to the cities, but some people had decided to stay back. They chose a life of simple living and one not away from the touch of nature. Estrela’s family was one of them.

She’d turned 12 just last month but she enjoyed walks in the forest more than her peers of same age. In daylight she’d walk a few miles to reach a particular tree and sit beneath it. But in darkness the forest is too scary to wander alone and that tree was too far away in the forest for a 12 year old. “Even for a brave 12 year old girl!”, her father explained as he declined her request, this evening.

“This is a rainforest and even at peak noon only less than 2% of sunlight ever reaches the ground. It’s pretty much dark in day too. What difference it makes in night?” she smirked victoriously. She’d heard that factoid in Planet Earth show. What could her father possibly reply against such a valid argument? She wondered.

“Light doesn’t need to touch the ground to light up the forest. The leaves diffuse and reflect enough to see. And the jaguars and wolves seem to agree as they choose night’s darkness to hunt.” her father explained. She knew jaguars sometime attacked people in forest and they almost always singled out children, so she nodded silently.

But her voice broke down. “I want to be close to mom. We don’t even have a picture. That ugly tree is the only thing still remaining of her.”

She’d never seen her mother. Earlier her parents lived in another village, right next to a lumber camp. About a decade ago, the highest rainfall in Amazonia was recorded and with no forest roots to hold the ground, entire village was buried in a massive landslide. Estrela and her father had gone to nearby city to see doctor for her fever. They survived. Estrela had lost her mother at 2 and she’d very faint memories of her, she wasn’t even sure if they were real or she had made them up based on stories her father had told.

“The greatest gift and best memory Tanya left are you Estrela. Every cell in your body was formed in your mom’s womb. She lives on in you.”, her father said as he hugged her and Estrela gave a tearful smile.

“I sometimes think if I’d not fallen sick, mom would still be there with us.” she could hardly hold the tears.

“No. If we’d stayed back, then all of us would have died. No one can control when they fall sick. And Tanya would have wanted you to be alive and well and grow up to be healthy and happy. This is why she’d insisted me to take you to city to visit a doctor.” he paused.

“You know I used to blame myself too. I should have taken her along with us. But your mother didn’t want to miss teaching next day in her school. And I didn’t see any reason. Even the rain was as usual then. No one in the village knew or could think of that – that would happen.” his voice became too heavy. He took a few deep breaths as if composing himself, then said: “We just have to make peace that the loved ones we’ve lost would want us to live on. While remembering the best of them. They continue to live on – in us, through us. So we have to take care of ourselves and try to be happy. Because that’s how they’d want us to live like.” he smiled at her.

“So it’s time to get proper sleep.” he said. Estrela knew he’d be in tears in his room. She wanted to distract him.

“Why did you people chose the ugliest tree in the forest for your tree house?”Estrela had asked this earlier too and she knew the reply her father would say: “Just wait few more months and I’d tell you.”

“Just wait few more months and I’d tell you.” her father said as he turned off the light. Estrela couldn’t hold her laughter. “Goodnight sweety.”

The next day was a holiday and in the noon she ran through the forest and reached the tree, panting and exhausted. It indeed was the ugliest tree in the area.

It was a very old, dying tree. The bark was rotten and full of stinky sap, the tree branches barely had leaves and looked ghostly barren, most of the tree house that her parents had built had fallen off or decayed with only some mold covered bamboos remaining, its trunk was covered with markings of woodpecker it looked as if the tree was full of insects too.

“Your Mother and I’d created a tree house on it when we were of your age” her father’s words echoed in her head. They must have been looking for the ugliest tree in the forest, she concluded as she stared at the torn, soiled flag her mother had designed. The ladder to reach the tree house was no longer there and some of the branches were either broken or too weak to support even her. She sat opposite to the tree longing for that piece of cloth. A memorabilia of her mother. Only 2 more months. Till then I won’t visit here. she thought.

More than 2 months had passed and her father would everyday visit the forest and take notes on his notebook. One day he declared, “It is time! We’d leave before dusk and tonight we’d stay in the forest!” Estrela was thrilled, she’d never been in the forest after dark, let alone spend one full night there!

They left at noon itself, carrying their tents and sleeping bags. Estrela couldn’t stop herself:

“Please tell na da, why did you two chose this tree? This is old and scarred. It’s infested with fungus and mushrooms. There are ant colonies beneath its bark that it’s shedding and its wood doesn’t seem much strong. All other trees look much better. Why this tree? You’ve been delaying this forever!” She had written down a list of reasons why that tree was so ugly and rotated points when talking to her father so it always sounded new.

“You’ll see. But you’ll have to bear the bugs of forests as we wait” his father calmly replied.” But I hate all bugs. They’re so scary and ugly and weird and slimy and stingy.” she said making a dreadful face. He just laughed.

They set up a cramped camp in front of that tree and by the time they were done, the diffused sunlight that lights the forest was gone. It was barely 5.

“Now watch closely” his father said as they wrapped themselves in cover and stared at the tree.

After maybe half an hour a little yellow light came flying, it flew around a bit and then settled on the tree bark. “Firefly?” Estrela asked curiously. Her father nodded.

Then another came from opposite direction circumvented the tree a few times and sat on it . “Brace yourself” her father said smiling as a few other fireflies came and sat on that ugly tree.

This was just the beginning. Slowly dozens and dozens of swarms of fireflies started gathering around the tree. “They’re orbiting the tree as if it’s a Sun!” Estrela exclaimed. Her father laughed and said “Yes, they’re looking for the best place to settle.”

It was a spectacle unlike any other young Estrela had seen. Within few hours, hundreds of thousands of fireflies had covered the ugly tree. It was dark everywhere else, as far as she could see. All other trees – with beautiful bark, the ones covered with flowers, the majestically tall ones, the ones with peculiar leaves – all were shrouded by darkness. And the ugly tree glowed alone.

Estrela lay back, so she could see the dance of fireflies in its full fluorescent fervent. Their light went on and off as they breathed, it looked like twinkling of stars. As they wet up and down, around the tree, it resembled a meteor shower. Thousands of shooting stars had covered the night sky, even when the weather was cloudy.

“Why do the fireflies choose this tree?”

“This is the fireflies’ breeding season. This tree with its open bark and ugly sticky sap has pheromones similar to the fireflies secrete so they’re really attracted to it. They confuse it for their mate’s signal but since so many fireflies confuse it, they can always fins a mate and this tree becomes the central breeding ground.” he explained.

“A blue one!” Estrela shouted. In an emerald ocean suddenly a few blue sapphires began popping up. “I swear I saw a red one too! Can’t find it.” Her father’s eyes moistened. He missed his wife, who had a similar reaction the first time she saw the sea of fireflies. From his bag he took out something and asked Estrela to sit down and hold it.

“You hate bugs, right? Hold this branch but be very still.” her father said with a mischievous smile. Estrela got up and held it carefully.

Even 5 minutes hadn’t passed and a firefly came sat on it. He wasn’t glowing. It was followed by a few more, some were on Estrela’s hand and fingers. She felt ticklish and funny. “Why aren’t they glowing?” she inquired. Fireflies don’t look so beautiful without their light, she thought. “Don’t move your hand, stay very still.” She tried to ignore the tickling and stayed still. The branch was now covered with bugs.

And then they started glowing as Estrela stilled herself. She felt like she was holding little stars in her hands. It was magical, delightful and she was in complete daze. There were even 2 blue ones among yellow-greenish ones. “This is the most beautiful bouquet ever!” she said. Startled, some fireflies flew away. She stilled herself again. A new firefly sat there. It glowed red. “See I’d told you! There are red ones too!” she said excited and handed the branch to her father. All fireflies flew away.

“Your mother had similar expression the first time I took her here.” he said smiling.

“We were just teenagers then. I was completely smitten with your Mother. Your mother loved stars. She told me how she longs to see the stars. The forest trees, the thick mist and the rain clouds hide the stars most of the time. We could hardly ever see a few bright stars. It’s either always raining or cloudy. And even when the weather is clear, the tall trees hide most of the night sky view.”

“So I kept on thinking and looking out for some way. Don’t consider me crazy but I even looked for ways to make the clouds disappear.”

“Whoa! That is really crazy da!” she laughed. “But you really did find stars for mom!”

“This was the next best thing I could find for her. And she loved it and I think perhaps even more than how much she’d have loved the stars. She had named you after stars too. We came here to visit every night and then we decided to make a tree house to be enveloped in this light and see this phenomena up close and in all its glory. We’d to make peace with mosquito and other insect bites though.”

“Wow! But how did you find this tree?” Estrela was now more curious than ever.

“I’d asked your mother to come to the hill town to see the stars. She said we could go once and then I’ll want to move there. But she didn’t want to. She loved the forest too much to leave it.” He paused to take a sip of water then continued:

“So. I’d followed fireflies before in forest and sometimes saw them gather in little groups on some shrubs. I thought there must be somewhere the group would be larger. I noted down the points as I saw larger and larger groups then realized there must be one place with most fireflies. And one night I stumbled on this tree! A year later we were engaged!” He finished, laughing.

“The starry bouquet worked!” Estrela said laughing. Again the fireflies had started sitting and glowing. They both could clearly see the red one this time. Estrela finally knew why her parents had chosen the ugly tree. No. It was the most beautiful tree she’d ever seen.

Do you see? Even an ugly tree could look like a breathtaking vista of heavens! So do we shine, with all our flaws and fortes. A tree in the forest, a drop in the ocean, a human in mankind.

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If you think world is a bad place, then be better, don’t make it worse by being wicked

I hear it so frequently, I’m sometimes even warned: The world is a bad place, therefore you need to be bad too.

People often use it to justify their morally grey, questionable actions. They also use adages like Straight trees are cut first. And justify doing evil: So be crooked.

By following this, you don’t improve the world, you make it worse
Before going into ethics and morals, let’s consider a simple idea:
Consider a dirty, polluted lake. You go to this lake and argue that it’s very dirty and throw your garbage in it. Now answer: Did your throwing garbage in it cleaned the lake? Did it make the water clearer? Or did you spoil the lake further? And if you’d instead picked up a piece of trash and disposed it off properly, wouldn’t it have made the lake even a bit cleaner than before?

Do you get it? Same is with the world. If the world is a bad place, by being bad in it. you make the world worse. You are being part of the very problem you’re stating and basing your actions on.

Be Better – You Owe it to Yourself, Your Children and the Next Generation
“You are personally responsible for becoming more ethical than the society you grew up in.” ― Eliezer Yudkowsky

Stop blaming the world for your weak value system. It’s too easy to point at your parents, your hometown, your culture, your country, the society, the system – and say your actions are all influenced by them and you’re simply doing what they’ve taught you. It’s an excuse to avoid moral growth, take responsibility and at least partake in solving a problem you’re already admitting.

Free yourself from shackles of your upbringing. And remove the vestiges of morally dubious teachings. Don’t let the shortcomings of society limit you for life. You owe it to yourself to be the master of your actions and be morally better than the people and place you were born in.

Our Obligation to the Next Generation
“We don’t inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.”

Consider that the world you’d help build and leave is the world inherited by your children and the next generation. If you leave a world where it’s ok to do bad by making excuses and if same sentiment is shared by many people, you folks set humanity to a progressive descent and an ultimate doom.

It never seems a little lie will bring the doom of the world but it ever so slightly slides the world on that path. But on the bright side, so does every little act of kindness and righteousness. Be mindful that every small act sets off ripples of consequences in motion, not all of them are direct & obvious.

Leave the world a bit better than you were born in.

“But people will take advantage of us”
“You can lie down for people to walk on you and they will still complain that you’re not flat enough.”
Among all righteous and virtuous aspects, being kind and helpful is criticized most; in regard of others taking advantage of us. It probably happens and I understand that being completely selfless is not possible and can be fatal.

This is why we need to set boundaries and communicate it to people what is acceptable and what is not. It can be difficult sometimes and we may overthink how others would feel but we can’t pour from an empty cup and we can’t let others walk all over us. We owe it to ourselves to take care of ourselves.

This said, the other aspects of being good don’t prevent you from following them anyway: being respectful, earnest, helpful and virtuous.

Finally, know that the world is becoming much better day by day
“The Future’s So Bright, I Gotta Wear Shades” – Timbuk3. heh

Poverty has reduced, crimes have reduced, healthcare is improving in different aspects – we’ve reduced child mortality, we’ve almost cured many diseases like polio, smallpox, we’ve increased life spans and decreased deaths due to many diseases. We’ve improved literacy and education’s reach. More people live in democracies than autocracies and tyrannies, people have more freedom. Racism, sexism and other biases are reducing. Cleaner energy is getting cheaper. [Sources: 1, 2]

All this didn’t happen magically. If everyone thought that the world is a bad place and then would choose to do a bad deed, then the world would not have seen such a tremendous positive transformation. You ought to stop deluding yourself and start improving your value system.

Final note by Epictetus to make you think more on being morally strong:
“Now is the time to get serious about living your ideals. How long can you afford to put off who you really want to be? Your nobler self cannot wait any longer. Put your principles into practice – now. Stop the excuses and the procrastination. This is your life! You aren’t a child anymore. The sooner you set yourself to your spiritual program, the happier you will be. The longer you wait, the more you’ll be vulnerable to mediocrity and feel filled with shame and regret, because you know you are capable of better. From this instant on, vow to stop disappointing yourself. Separate yourself from the mob. Decide to be extraordinary and do what you need to do – now.”
– Epictetus, Enchiridion.

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