Statutory Warning: Smoking cigarette is injurious to health.
Disclaimer: Written below is purely
wordplay of my conviction and imagination. Reader has full rights to
find my arguments cogent or trivial.
Prelude: Unexpressed thoughts and feelings
reverberate in my mind choking me sometimes ,at times making me
blank and the only thing my baffled
mind can imagine is the metaphorical resemblance of my situation with a burning cigarette-the
smoke goes higher and higher at the cost of its originator ,which burns
itself completely; the better I work to achieve my incomplete dreams the more I burn deep
inside with my pent-up emotions scorching my soul and thus forcing me
to dream and long for heights of achievement- heights commensurate with
the depth and intensity of my emotions.
Since long, whenever I see anybody smoking,
inchoate ideas splash into my mind but I fail to shape them. It is only
after I became a victim to this habit, it endowed me with a better art
of expression.
It was a rainy day and it had stopped raining after
almost 2 hours of continuous shower, although it was still
drizzling-making the air damp- with calm and chilled breeze blowing, and
amidst all these distractions and disturbances the cigarette
which I lighted up-which in turn ignited my feelings- was persevering to keep itself burning, the very reason of its creation, exemplifying the substance of
Karma-
Be intent on actions,
Not on the fruits of action;
Avoid attraction to the fruits
And attachment to inaction.
~Bhagavad Gita
It was a Sunday morning. I woke up, refreshed
myself, took my chair along with some commodities and marched to my
comforting and peaceful balcony. With lighted up ‘Classic Mild’ in left
hand and ‘The Difficulty of being good’, book which
I was going through, in the right hand I placed myself on the chair.
I took a long, deep puff inhaling it to the core,
made my lungs to feel it, waited for some time and exhaled it till the
very last molecule of smoke came out-with my eyes focused on the burning
end of Classic Mild. Sparked by a deep thought,
I realized that it is the heat of the front end which induces its
thermal energy to the adjacent layer, whose molecules work
collaboratively ,thus carrying the spirit- of burning- to the rear end throughout the length of the cigarette.
Likewise, what we feed to our mind is reflected
by our deeds and it is the after-effect of one action which provides an
impetus to another of same nature, origin or kind, and impinges on our
further activities, endeavor throughout our
lifetime.
I inhaled it for the last time as the flame touched
the filter zone and I was just on the verge of throwing it but I could
clearly see the filter part flaming at a rate slower than with which
it was burning initially. I started blowing
air –giving a driving force- to it and it took the pace as before.
Likewise, there comes , invariably, a situation
in each individual’s life where in he/she finds himself/herself
completely dispirited with their mind losing grip over wisdom, prudence
and ability to act accordingly; and one needs a driving
force, be it mental, spiritual or external, to come out of the ordeal.
And it is the strength of one’s spirit which decides whether he/she is
going to come out of the torment or be absorbed by it to be termed as a
man of mettle, achiever, winner or an ordinary
individual respectively.
Last but not the least, as a burning cigarette leaves behind its ashes and smoke, so do each and every act,
Karma, of we mortals leaves an imprint of our character and personality on the society. And as the fate of a cigarette is predetermined-it has to burn and vanish in the hands of its recipient- similarly we humans are born only to die someday.
Truly, the only thing certain, the Mahabharata tells us, is that
Kala (time or death) is ‘always cooking us’.
In the cauldron fashioned from delusion, with
the sun as fire and day and night as kindling wood, the months and
seasons as the ladle for stirring, Time ( or Death) cooks all beings:
this is the simple truth.
~ Mahabharatha
P.S. I doubt whether I have done justice
in rendering my thoughts and imagination into words. I cannot claim to
have sufficient understanding of the concepts of
Mokshya, Karma and Dharma and after giving much thinking to it
and gathering a lot of valor I dared to relate it with the shallow
concept of smoking but I tried my best to compare this concept with
general philosophes of life.
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