Interfering with other people’s affairs seems to be a very common feature of the Indian culture. The Sharmas cannot survive without finding out what is cooking in the Varmas’ kitchen and vice versa. Worse, the Sharmas will not rest contented with poking their noses into the Varma tastes and flavours but insist on altering some of them.
Meddling with other people’s affairs, imposing our truths and notions on them, chipping away at others’ preferences and proclivities, moulding them according to our fancies is the most sickening aspect of existence in my country. I have been a victim of this for most part of my life. There was a dedicated group of people who wished to reshape my personality. They took an inordinate interest in my affairs and started the chipping. I must have looked like a gargoyle to them and they insisted on converting the gargoyle into a Galatea. Nothing good came of it. My life became a protracted agony which I endured – that’s all and nothing more. I repeat, absolutely nothing good came of all the chipping they did.
Wanting to be the Messiah in somebody’s life may be a noble wish in religions. In actual life the cross is the best place for the Messiah. If you are not happy with others save yourself from them by embracing your own cross. Let others be. There are thousands of religions in the world. Millions of religious preachers. Billions of prayers rise to the heavens every moment. But the world has not become any better a place. And it’s not going to be any better with all the gods and their chipping Messiahs.
You can at best be an example by living your life as well as you please. One good deed from you may inspire a gargoyle to smile instead of smirk. One good word can do far more than a thousand chisels when it comes to walking gargoyles.
PS. Written for Indispire Edition 154. #LessonOfLife