Christmas, the festival of jingle bells, plastic pines, polymer stars, carols and donations, is round the corner. As long as I lived in Delhi, the festival meant little more to me than a plastic Christmas tree and a plastic coated star. Now that I live in a place that will resonate with carols for a few days, I’m tempted to ask this question: What does Christmas mean to me? Jesus was an enlightened person like the Buddha was. An evolved brain. One of the few persons who are born once in a few centuries [ Sambhavami yuge yuge ?] with a mutated brain. Normal human beings are descendants of the ape. The ape continues to dominate our hearts though we have a slightly better brain which can do more things than the ape like learn the formula of (a+b) 2 . The heart didn’t evolve much. It carries all the savagery of the ape. Jesus, like the Buddha and many others, tried to civilise that heart. This is what I love most about such people. Take this story about Jesus
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