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Yes to Life

By Gemini AI


Life is tough. Even the divine incarnations on the earth have had it tough. Rama and Jesus, for example, both endured much, both had to go through a lot of pain and suffering. If gods can’t have it any easy, how can we, ordinary mortals, expect anything better?

We need to say a big ‘yes’ to life in spite of all those pains and sufferings. How does the Ramayana help us do that?

Acceptance of Suffering as Part of Dharma

Rama accepts his exile with resignation in a spirit of renunciation. He accepts it with grace though it means loss of his kingdom, his kingship, potential separation from his loving wife, and fights with rakshasas and other evil forces. At every step, he upholds dharma. We understand that suffering has a place in the cosmic order and there is no escape from it. We have to say a big yes to life in spite of all that suffering.

Transformative Power of Trials

Exile, abduction of spouse, dreadful war – these are not mere setbacks; they become catalysts for inner growth. Sita’s resilience, Lakshmana’s loyalty, and Hanuman’s devotion – all these evolve out of the chaotic adharma in the universe of the epic. The Ramayana teaches us that our soul evolves because of suffering, not in spite of it. “Pain and sorrow, far from being absolute evils, are in fact birth pangs of spirit,” as Christian mystic Teilhard de Chardin said.

Faith in the Restoration of Order

Even in the darkest moments, the epic never loses sight of dharma and the eventual return to order. There will be problems in life. Evil is a necessary part of human existence. But the Ramayana affirms that justice and goodness will prevail in the end.

This is a matter of faith, of the kind that Hanuman possessed. An absolute trust in the divine. Personally, I am incapable of such faith. That is because my worldview is more rational than spiritual. The truth is I have longed for the kind of faith that has created sages and saints. I guess such faith is an aspect of one’s DNA or genes. If faith and reason are the two ends of a continuum, I stand very far from faith’s end. Whenever I have tried to move towards that end, there is an invisible force pulling me back – towards reason.

While Hanuman was moved by Rama to ultimate surrender of the self, Sugriva and Tara lived their lives pursuing their own personal goals which had nothing to do with Rama or the divine. Both were aware of the divine nature of Rama.  

Compassion in the Face of Conflicts

Rama experiences immense pain. His wife is abducted. He wages a terrifying war to rescue her from the fortress of evil. Then he has to face allegations against her purity. Sending one’s wife to a fire test, not once but twice, is certainly an unbearable agony. Despite all that, Rama never gives up his compassion. The respect he gives to the dead, even if they were his enemies, is striking. Even Ravana is given respectful last rites in spite of Vibhishana’s insistence that one who had violated the dharma did not deserve such honour. “Now that Ravana is dead, he is no longer your enemy. Perform his funeral as befitting your elder brother.” That’s what he tells Vibhishana. That’s a loud assertion of – saying ‘yes’ to – life’s goodness. 

Responsibility

In the end, saying ‘yes’ to life means accepting life with responsibility. Life is full of uncertainties. There is the uncertainty of oneself and the uncertainty of the world. We are constantly faced with the choice between chaos and cosmos, between absurdity and intelligibility, between dharma and adharma. The Ramayana teaches us that we have the responsibility to choose the good over the evil. On our choices is suspended the very harmony of the cosmos.

This post is part of an A-Z series that is concluding tomorrow.

Tomorrow: The Zenith of Governance

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Comments

  1. That can be hard sometimes, though.

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  2. Life is a Navigation of Choices, informed with their share of Ambiguities. Wisdom is having Compassion, as our Compass. Not a matter of neat Binaries, in Black and White. This was the tussle between the Pharisees and Jesus, Pope Francis and the Roman Curia. The same tussle will be churned over in. the Conclave, just round the corner.

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    1. Yes, this is an eternal problem, one which has no final answer.
      Let's hope that a Francis II will continue...

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  3. Interesting. Thanks for sharing. Would love to read the Ramayana!

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  4. Hari Om
    I woud argue that faith and reason are not mutually exclusive... depending, of course, on where the faith is being placed. That itself is a part of the cycle of life, which most definitely is worth embracing, moving forward regardless of what it throws at us. You are bringing this series to a satsifying end, my friend! YAM xx

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    1. I learnt much from this exercise and you played a role too in the process.

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  5. The way you highlighted Rama's acceptance of exile and his unwavering commitment to dharma reminded me that suffering can be a catalyst for personal growth.​

    I was particularly moved by your discussion on compassion, especially Rama's respectful treatment of Ravana after his death. It serves as a powerful reminder that empathy should extend even to those who oppose us. Your candid admission about struggling with faith, yet striving to find meaning through reason, struck a chord with me. It's comforting to know that one can seek purpose without unwavering belief.

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    1. This whole exercise in April has been a wonderful learning experience for me. You played a significant role in it too.

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  6. This entire post kind of has assimilated the whole of Ramayana in it ! Choosing good over evil is not always easy but is very much necessary !

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    1. I think there is no other way of maintaining the dharmic order in the human world.

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