I have Faith in the 'Whatever'
Dear …..‘Whatever!’
Allow me to call
you so,
’Cos it wouldn’t
be nice if I’m giving you someone else’s privilege
By calling you
‘God’ when I do not know what that means;
I wonder,
whether I need to begin like this at all,
’Cos I know not whether
‘God’ exists at all or not;
If I am the
author of this work,
If it is I who
move the pen,
And if these are
my own thoughts that keep overflowing,
Then, why I need
your permission at all?
If in case you
exist, I do it for courtesy sake,
For I choose to
dedicate this work to you;
But,
if in case you don’t,
Then, isn’t it
absurd
To dedicate something to ‘whatever’ I do not
know?
Have you ever
written a book?
People say, they
read a lot about you;
Have you ever
spoken to people?
They say, they
heard you;
Have you ever
heard people crying?
They say, you
found it to be too loud;
Have you ever
seen people dying?
They say, you
had tears in your eyes;
Have you ever
smelled the lilies in the field?
People say, you
smiled just like them;
Have you ever
tasted the water in the sea?
People say, your
face shrank;
Have you ever
touched the heated sand in a dessert?
People say, your
feet burnt;
Have you ever
felt the pain of a mother giving birth to a child?
People say, you
felt pity;
Have you ever
thought of creeping snails?
People say, you
just couldn’t stop.
But, I asked
them,
“Who are You?”
People said,
they never knew You enough;
“What are You?”
They said, You
are beyond their grasp;
“What is Your name?”
They said, You
have many;
“Where do You
stay?”
They said, they
still search for You;
“Do You really
exist at all?
People said,
they never foundYou;
Oh Gosh! Whatever!
Now I really
begin to wonder, are you really ‘He’,
Why not ‘She’ or ‘It’ or ‘a fourth thing’?
Whatever you
are,
Don’t you now
see
I have enough
reasons to call you ‘Whatever’!
Whatever I see around is being created,
And whatever is
effected is no foreign to its cause;
A cow effects
milk is no foreign to the cow,
And a mother
effects a baby is no foreign to the mother;
Then, isn’t it
reasonable to say,
Whatever is created
in the world should be no foreign to ‘whatever’ created it?
But,
I have heard the
cry of a newborn baby,
And seen a
mama-cow feeding her boy;
I have felt the
pain of a mother being separated from her child,
And wept while
reading about her daughter being barbarously raped;
I have smelled the
rot of a dead cow,
And tasted her
calf slaughtered and drilled in the barbeque parlor;
Now,
If whatever is created
is no foreign to ‘whatever’ created them,
And whatever created is so chaotic and bizarre,
How can ‘whatever’, then, be different from whatever
is created?
If whatever
created is both desirous and repugnant,
How can, then, there be ‘whatever’ at all,
’Cos an orange
can’t be both orange and not-orange;
Does this mean
that there exists no first ‘whatever’
at all?
I was eating an
orange the other day,
And I almost
swallowed a maggot inside it;
It is then I
realized,
The orange
itself would not have created the maggot,
’Cos maggot
starred at me as if I had asked for a piece from his stolen orange;
If maggot is completely
different from orange,
Then, why not the
chaotic and bizarre world also be different from ‘whatever’ created it?
If the fly that
created the maggot is so real,
Why not, then, ‘whatever’
created orange also be so real?
But,
I saw only the
maggot and not its cause -the fly,
And the orange
and not its cause – the ‘whatever’;
Then, how will I
dedicate this work to ‘whatever’ I don’t see?
I have seen neither
my mom’s dad nor the dads before him;
But, I know for
sure,
Without them, I
wouldn’t have seen my mom either;
(and of course,
‘me’ out of question)
If I have faith in both the fly and my mom’s
dad,
Am I not
convincing enough when I say,
“I have faith in the ‘whatever’
That caused
both the fly and my mom’s dad?”
It is to that
‘whatever’ I dedicate this work,
And give the name “GOD”
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