Thinking of the possibilities for leading an ordered and sensible life as a good human being can some times seem absurd in this fast moving, materialistic world, but then I would also accept that it is a pretty difficult thing to be a good human. To lead a life of a good human being becomes an even more difficult task when you are surrounded by a whole lot of people who are determined to pull you down, back to the crowd of hollow preachers of humanism. I still clearly remember that day of my early childhood when some distantly related uncle of mine presented me with this ever popping and never changing question, "What is your aim ?" A simple but a very philosophical question. Now the thing that has to noted is 'Aim' as a word to me in my childhood days was something that determined my personality, my thought and more importantly my life and I never had this realisation that it could be weighed and compared with money and status that I would want to achieve. So with all my innocence(to be more descriptive, keeping a straight and an honest face) I answered, " I want to become a good human."This as far as my knowledge goes is the most sincerest and honest answer that I have ever answered till today, but then I was never appreciated for it( perhaps this might be the reason why I started saying things which people want to hear), I distinctly remember the wicked smile that played on the lips of my 'distant' uncle,his face ( I am for sure) was glowing with some mystique light, an aura of insight was flickering over his face which for some reason was not understandable, I was confused, was not able to derive any amusement out of my truthful answer, but this man here was smiling for reasons which only he could decipher. The excitement with which I answered the question clearly diminished, I couldn't understand why the man was laughing at my genuine answer and still keeping the devilish smile intact on his face he patted my head as if he were showing me some sympathy, as if I were some creature who by all visible means was belonging to a species of less intelligent beings and with the smile still plastered to his face he articulated , "good! "
I was clueless as of what hidden meanings that word contained, but now, when I look back at that incident I understand what all those things, the smile, the touch and the word really meant, I understand that I was pretty naive. I today have a grip of reality which came to me through some really bad experiences, but toady am aware that my aim for being a good human was something like a Utopian vision.
I was clueless as of what hidden meanings that word contained, but now, when I look back at that incident I understand what all those things, the smile, the touch and the word really meant, I understand that I was pretty naive. I today have a grip of reality which came to me through some really bad experiences, but toady am aware that my aim for being a good human was something like a Utopian vision.
