The fairy comes when the troubled state reaches its brim,
and saves the souls from the misfortune. She fights the witch and chases away
into the dark hollow from where no person ever made a came back. This is the
plot of the story we all hear during our childhood; not only that but also
watch such scenes on the TV. We start believing that someone like this goddess
fairy is always there to watch over us; we start to believe into that magical
power which no matter what will always protect us from all the atrocities, and
take us away far into a land where no
one could ever do us any harm. We all look for a hero to take all the trouble
away from us; a hero who would have a back no matter what; a hero who has the
power to change the minds of the ones troubling us and make them stop treating
us the way they are; a hero who will understand us and help us no matter what.
We humans live an extremely protected life right from childhood;
we are protected by our parents no matter what. This is contradictory to what
the animals generally do to their offspring; animals put their newly born to the ‘survival
of the fittest test’ as soon as they are born and accept them into the herd or,
accept them to be their own baby only if they seem to be fit enough, no
handicap or un-fit animal is acceptable to them. I don’t generally watch Animal Planet but one
fine day I happened to watch that channel and the program about the birth was
on. I saw a pregnant giraffe deliver her baby which fell from say a height of
seven feet from birth on to the ground. It could not move for a while and the
mother giraffe without even helping it, started walking away. The baby
struggled to its feet and fell down the next second; it tried to straighten its
legs but failed; it tried frantically for a number of times and finally when it
did manage to walk straight only then did the mother lick him and displayed
affection towards him.
Now here comes the thought that the animals have to keep
only the fit ones with them otherwise one weak member in the herd will
eventually put the entire community to grave danger. It is totally practical
for animals to look for the fit ones only as they are the ones who will survive
and looking after the weak or the unfit ones will turn out to be a total waste
of time. Animals who wander all over; who survive only if they work for it and
at the end of the day have to take care of themselves, are not wrong in any way
if they chose a way of life so rigorous in its god damn approach. Humans on the
other hand are said to be the smartest animals on the planet; they can
perceive, interpret, feel and use their potential for purposes apart from
serving themselves. Human babies are protected right from the moment they are
born. It isn’t restricted to the rich or the wealthy families to look lovingly
after the new born but even a beggar on the street clings her baby to her chest
while she begs for both their survival. A human child is taken care of not only
by the parents but also the grandparents, siblings, cousins, neighbours so on
and so forth voluntarily come forward for the ‘Baby protection program’. Apart
from the babies, small kids and teenagers are protected by all and are helped
much before they even ask for it. This is a very friendly gesture and it
expresses the intensity with which human beings desire to shade the similar
little ones.
In relation to how I began talking about the hero who seems
to be the only hope and the way humans are sheltered throughout somewhere the
question comes to me that is it this over protection that makes humans so
feeble when it comes to difficult situations. Do we look into the night sky and
wait for the appearance of the magnificent ‘lord of all times’ on the white
chariot driven by fierce mane horses because we have always had someone to take
care of things for us when everything seemed to be totally out of place. I have no intention to rubbish the whole approach
of humans raising their small kids because even I like everyone else was raised
with utmost love and protection.
What really bothers me is that why the hell do we have to
wait blankly for someone else to fix things for us when in practicality we do
know that no one could possibly make things straight the way we could do
ourselves. I am not against looking for
a ray of hope and waiting for things to get better in that dark hour when
survival seems to be difficult. Every possible inspirational or spiritual book
or guide does speak of getting up and doing things for ourselves and not
waiting for the magical happening by some person whose sole objective is to
help you.
Trust me there is no freaking person in this world who has
all the time in the world to do nothing but come and set things for you or get
you out of trouble you have caused to yourself. There are people who will help
you, who will have a shoulder when you need it, guide you when you wonder in to
the maze of the unforeseen; but there is no such person who will give you a
hand every time you manage to fall into that ditch, give you a hand tell you
smilingly to call him the next time you find yourself to be in a soup.
I suppose the whole idea of what I really want to convey is
that for one I am still in a delusion about why does everyone out here have to
be so stupidly dependent on that special power that just wont come as it is
only a sculpture of one’s imagination and day dreaming. The second thing to
have a reality check and stop waiting for the mystic power, get up, gear up and
do the needful ON YOUR OWN!!!
