Mystery? Or is it.....??

Disclaimer: Heavy stuff. If you are looking for fun, just stop here.

Before carrying on (or get carried away) with my line of thought on this subject, I am using Internet to just share my thoughts and what I say may offend some but it is nothing personal and just read it as if you are reading what’s in my mind. Please do comment and sure I will not take it personally either. May be it will give me a chance to mature.

We humans constantly suffer from one thing or the other. When the suffering is enjoyable we call it happiness, when it is not we call it sadness and when it is not understandable, we brush it aside by calling it a mystery. The first two are subjective. The third one though, can be common to all in many cases. Few try to understand it by putting effort in whatever way they think is effective.

Ok. Let me be explicit. I am talking about what we call as God (Damn, It felt like I was going to say some swear word).

From a very early age I’ve had this philosophy in my mind. It is something very similar to what has been written in the Gita. My version is a bit stiffer. We are just on one end of a string whose other end is being held by this entity. Most of them call it God but I would like to call it a master script. Shakespeare called us ‘actors’ but actors can improvise and play different roles. But what I would say is, everyone -be it me, you or anybody else - is a mere character in a single mega script written by this entity (and read by???)

This way of thinking helped me a lot as I had a very limited ego in my life and my actions were spontaneous and never had I had any problem to apologise to anybody. The best part (or the mean part, most would call) comes here. I seldom felt guilty of any of my actions and this made me very strong mentally (at least by my standards). I apologised to people for some of my actions more to make them feel better (or happy) than out of guilt.

Now, all these were brilliant and worked wonders, till I was single. When I got married, things changed (for better though).

So, out goes my philosophy and then happens a change of course. Still, I love my philosophy and one day I want to get it back (and also influence my better half with it).

Ok. Enough of this long story. Let me come to the point (!!!!). My current thinking is slightly different. What if this whole world is a laboratory of some super being in some other planet? What we call as alien. Yes. To this way of thinking, god becomes alien. Or is it like, Alien is god. All civilisations, all religions have at least one thing in common. They all look in to the sky when it comes to god. Can this be an alien space ship they are trying to look for? Is that what we have been believing as heaven? So who made aliens? A Similar question that still lingers on many people’s mind. Who made god?

Too confused, I am. This is why I called the thoughts as river. It changes course so often. Like Kannadasan said, “ Manam oru kurangu”.

Another question. May be for future discussion. Like the egg and the chicken. Who came first? Man or God? Did God make man or Man make God?

Damn this brain. It in fact must be devil’s work shop. Makes me question god.

But what made me make this connection in the first place – about aliens and God? Now, maybe that is food for my next blog!!

--Satish