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Articles: Devotion | Mana Dharmam
- Mr. kedarnath jonnalagadda
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I am not a person who will take anything anybody dishes out - So I have over the years dabbled about in things that interested me - actually they were all interesting alright but nothing spectacular to devote an entire life.
I chanced upon 'Dharma' and 'Sanskrit' and 'Vedam' about 4 years ago - Now here was something very interesting. These had been all around me almost all my life - like a fog. It was compounded by the mist on my glasses and furthermore I have intrinsic myopia of a pretty high horse power. And then I had my first glimpses of clarity - these were really interesting. So I delved a little more and found something funny - I am Bharathiya by birth - but think mostly in English.... I am comfortable with any Bharathiya language as a sleeping baby is comfortable in its pram being pushed around by all and sundry... until it wakes up and notices 'strangeness'....And then there is irritating yowls... and that is what I think I did.
Everything about 'Dharma' and 'Sanskrit' and 'Vedam' - and even Religion and stuff about my country, my being itself... not only my life here, but even after life anywhere was being propounded by guys (oops - sages / godmen whoever) who are sometimes here and and there (I mean overseas) Most universities everywhere had departments of sanskrit and study of Indian whatever. And manned by exported Indians. Now my 'research?' showed that there is no such thing called 'Hindu' - I have no 'religion' as understood by me earlier (and most non- Hindus') And realized then that I am 'Dharmik' or then 'Adharmik' at times too. Now this state is truly beatific clarity. This binary logic 'zero' or 'one' is understandable to me and I guess is the primal logic circuit of humanity.
Now if you have understood what I have just written (effort is not the issue) - you and I think alike. And that is Good News.
Coming back to reading 'stuff'' about my country, my thoughts, my ethics, my way of life, my way in after life, translations of what ought to have been truly my language in English by people who exhibit different grades of 'baked' ideas astounded me. These foreigners have problems. But then so do we. Think about it and it truly is a great problem that can be very very confusing. Here is me the Bharathiya not knowing what is my inheritance and trying to bring in a little bit of clarity in my own vision of it ... And there are these guys who appear to have glimpses of clarity of what is mine and have taken a lot and have left with little sadness. This reminds of the three guys American, English and the Indian who were shipwrecked and floating on a raft for a miserable number of days - until a botlle floats by. They uncork it and out comes a genie that grants each a wish. The American wishes he were back home and disappears. The Englishman does so too but wishes he could stop by in Hawaii and disappears too. The genie waits aeons for the Indian to stop 'philosophizing' and make up his mind... the Indian lazily reminisces his ancient past and recent past state in wonderment and then thinks that the the past few days while at sea would have been more miserable were it not for the company of the 'now departed' and wishes he could see them some time...
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