Padmaja Vikas Chavan
12 – B
Our future, today, hangs in balance. Can you really teach a fish to walk? Of course not. The same idea is validated when we ourselves know that we could save our planet, but, never do so. The world lies much beyond the latitude of what really does exist, and what our eyes makes us see. There exists rigid substantiation of how we have converted ourselves from savage humans to civilised ones with an exception of a few, who indisputably still remain barbaric in their ideas, thoughts and discernment with an inclusion of irrational and eccentric thinking which tends to thwart in the progress of the nation. In our endeavour to make things much enhanced we direct ourselves in making them more worse, naively, the consequences, we face counterpart up to the same. It’s the preposterous paradox that exposes our weakness. This era is the end of all sorts of all anonymity where things happen all of a sudden and in the long run, we can’t hide who we are, anymore. When we say that we won’t be doing a particular work we are in all ways, losing out proficiencies that we inherently possess. The pedigrees of our intelligence are not known to anyone. The intelligence that we brag of is artificial and is not developed by the so-called – experiences. We are not inborn smart; we are like robots who do whatever is said to them.
The force is now forgotten – the force that gave us our individuality – none endures. In an attempt to look for our survival we open ways for our planet to shrink. Take an example: suppose someone is going to come to my house at night. I do arrangements for his visit. I had made, say, 6 dishes for my visitant. Everything goes fine after that. The guest requests me to come to his house too. I agree. When after a few days, I go to his house; I see that he has done no provisions for my visit which instigates me. I will feel bad, for sure. After facing this, should I be alluring him to my house again? Should I be making 6 dishes for him, again? The most plausible answers would be that I should not be doing any preparations for him. If I do so, I change myself. I lose my distinctiveness. I lose my physiognomies. I lose myself for one. In an effort to give back to him in the same coin as what he gave me, this notion of vengeance would eventually eat me from the inside. Making food for my guests is my characteristic; they must be possessing some other. We can’t lose our consciences for the sake of others. If someone else doesn’t do something, does it mean I should also be doing the same? Of course not. I lose ethics and standards which I have been given by my ancestors. In the same way, why do we expect someone else to save the planet if we ourselves could do it? If everyone would think in this manner we would be sooner or later ending up doing nothing and this would result in making the worse of our planet. Who will if not us, will save it? We are affected by mirages of the brain. The more we try to understand the other, the less we do comprehend it. Everyone has to do the work of his part. God gives every bird a worm but never tosses them in the bird’s nest. The thing is – I don’t believe in the fate that cascades on men, however, they act, but, I do believe in the fate that torrents on them unless they act. The realisation should be from- within. Our lives have transformed in a prodigious deal, as in how we try to hold on our anger, it’s like grasping a red-hot coal with an intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. A person’s resentment, ego and the mindset that makes him think that others would do it, is the basic cause of our planet’s obliteration.
Everything requires fire like passion and torrent-like acquisition. A single touch of love can, in fact, transfigure a savage into a civilised man. The love is of our mother earth. Our love towards our planet should be consecrated. True love is sacrifice. Nothing will ever get demolished. Everything is whole, this is whole, from the whole the whole becomes manifest. From the whole, when the whole is neglected, what simply remains is again- A WHOLE.
If we talk about Antarctica it is well described as, “a silence deep with a breath like sleep.” The exquisiteness of Antarctica is mystique. The hole in the ozone says us about our trail towards our substantial destruction. To me, the environment isn’t a cause, it’s everything. Our astuteness shouldn’t be the measure of our intellect but the measure of how well we see and envisage the future of our planet. We all are born enlightened, but we choose ourselves to remain ignorant. Even if you are involved with the simplest facets of life, you will see that every aspect of your life becomes spectacular, the thing is – you should do it by yourself.
