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That trickling sweat has more value than all words, words, words

The greatest tragedy of evolution is that when the ape descended from the tree its heart refused to evolve.  The brain evolved and continues to do so giving us better and better technology.  The heart remains primitive giving us more and more violence and crimes.

Contradictory as it may seem, the solution lies in making people more rational.  The plain truth is that our thoughts determine our feelings and behaviour.  Irrational thoughts produce irrational behaviour.  If I think that my religion is the only correct religion and my god is the only true god, I’ll go around inflicting my religion and god on others.  The solution is to question my thinking.  Is my religion the only correct one?  Is my god the only true god?  That is rational thinking. 

Take it at a still more practical level.  My worth depends on the appreciation I receive for the works I do.  This is irrational thinking.  People will love me only if I am fair and lovely.  This is irrational thinking.  I have to be a winner wherever I am and whatever I’m doing.  This is irrational thinking.  Yet most people are driven by such thinking.  Hence we have unnecessary competition, rivalry, jealousy, greed, and all the sins that pollute the Ganga endlessly. 

Hence the first thing to do is to develop rational thinking.  Challenge your thoughts rationally and you begin to see a different world.  Life changes.  Magic descends into life.  The rainbow begins to glitter behind the clouds. 

The conflict between the heart and the brain begins to melt.  That leads to integrity, the second value (the first being rational thinking).  Integrity means wholeness.  Reason and emotion are synchronised to create a symphony.  Life becomes as sweet as mellifluous music.  Plain honesty becomes the habit.  Masks vanish.  You are what you are.  You don’t have to pretend.  You don’t have to go around exercising your oratorical skills to hoodwink people to vote for you.  People will vote for you.  You don’t have to spend crores on publicity.  People see through you.  People see your integrity.  They admire you.  You are the real hero. 

Real heroism is driven by compassion. The real hero understands the situation with clarity.  Genuine understanding leads to our obligation towards fellow beings, towards the planet, towards even the stone on which we tread. 

The genuine hero is not sarcastic.  The genuine hero is not cynical.  The genuine hero does not need oratory and histrionics.  Propaganda is out.  Advertisement is redundant.  Words are not required.  Actions speak.  Action.  Action that emerges from rational thinking, integrity and compassion.  A brave new world emerges. 

My dream.  My utopia.  My contribution to IndiSpire Edition 199:

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  1. Your worth should & must depend only on what you do or what makes you feel happy & satisfied. Not on the appreciation of others for your work or something.
    Indeed I strongly agree that the Real heroism is driven by compassion.
    Anyways, thanks for sharing.
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    Thanks & Stay Blessed - Sheetal

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