Sunday, June 19, 2005

The Lexus and The Olive Tree

Moslem religion has a very good thing: the brotherhood (its calles as Umma). If you look at the Prophet Mohammad’s entry into Medina, he carried a few people from Mecca with him when he entered Medina. He asked people from Medina that these migrants from Mecca (who have become migrants because of their faith on Moslem religion and are expelled from Mecca) are your brothers. Moreover they will be treated as equal partners in their wealth and female. So the brotherhood concept of Moslem religion starts from this incidence.
Christians on the other hand are very clean and tidy. If you see even the converted Christians from Hindu religion (the lower casts known for their unhygienic and unclean behavior by upper casts) they suddenly turn into hardcore Christians- the clean and tidy ones.
What drives this? Why people turn suddenly into something which they were not? Why?
Now comes the Hindu religion. Now, why I should consider about Hindu religion? Because I was born in this religion? No! There is no Hindu religion. Hindu is a culture. It’s a representation of a society with same culture. Yes, same not only similar. The calender is same from Kashmir to Kanyakumari, same Gods are worshipped from Atak to Arunachal. Does Hindu covers cleanliness? I don’t think so. Does it cover brotherhood? I don’t think so. Then what?
It represents a society. It doesn’t take the onus of the functioning of this society. It doesn’t take care of the welfare of the society. It doesn't state the rules and regulations. It doesn't state the procedures. It doesn't interfere with politics and governence. It does tell good and bad, pious and sins, rights and responsibilities. But all these are suggestions, guidelines but not hardlines etched on rocks not to change. You are free to do whatever pleases your whim.
I would like to quote a small story from a book named, ‘The Lexus and The Olive Tree’ written by an eminent journalist Thomas L. Friedman. (With your due permission, Sir)
“The truth was once beautiful conveyed by Rabbi Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s classic Novel One Hundred Years of Solitude:
Marquez tells about a village where people were afflicted with a strange plague of forgetfulness, a kind of contagious amnesia. Starting with the oldest inhabitants and working its way through the population, the plague causes people to forget the names of even the most common everyday objects. One young man, still unaffected, tries to limit the damage by putting labels on everything. “This is a table,” “This is a window,” “This is a cow; it has to be milked every morning.” And at the entrance of the town, on the main road, he puts up two large signs. One reads “The name of our village is Macando,” and the larger one reads “God exists.” The message I get from that story is that we can, and probably will, forget most of what we have learned in life- the math, the history, the chemical formulas, the address and phone number of the first house we lived in when we got married- and all that forgetting will do us no harm. But if we forget whom we belong to, and if we get forget that there is a God, something profoundly human in us will be lost.”
I am not endorsing anything. Endorsing “GOD”? No, absolutely not. But can we forget where we were born, in what circumstances (I agree with all of you to 100% that our birth is not in our hands. But the first breath- yes, logically is certainly in our hands! What say?), in which society, which olive tree we belong to? Yes, we can not forget! And it’s the fact.
Now, can Moslem or Christian (or any other religion) people forget that? No, they can not, if we go by the logic stated above.
It’s up to you to decide. I am not going to comment on anything. But one thing has been proven if we abide by the logic stated above that Olive tree is going to stay forever. Your task remains to prove the logic wrong.
I am waiting for all of you.

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