Accidentally, I was just listening to a Guru’s speech a few days back. According to him, there are different types of birth, just as there are different types of animals. First, we get animal births, then, at last, we get human births, and even that is not just one. We are blessed to get seven rebirths. After that, we enter the lotus feet of the gods to serve him. That is called Moksha. So ultimately, to attain this moksha, we are working, praying, and seeking rebirth. I was just wondering why only human birth is special, and why the births of other animals are not. In fact, they live better than we do, enjoying their lives without any baggage. Look at us. Wherever we go, there is a lot of baggage with us. We are never free. We always carry something, physically, mentally, and emotionally.
On day one, we are taught to be here to make others happy and to live for others. In the end, we become super selfish, have nothing to share, and at the same time need everything from others.
I have an aunt, and she must now be over seventy five. Interestingly, she had a slight disability. By today’s standards, she was a perfect woman. She was beautiful too. In fact, she did not marry anyone. Maybe the family took that decision, as she had some disability, and considered her not fit for marriage. And when a lie is said ten times continuously, it becomes true. She also accepted that she was not fit for marriage, and believed that she must pray well to get married in the next birth, to have children and everything. As we believe, getting married and raising children was the ultimate ambition for a woman. She did small work and amassed wealth, and never shared it with anyone at any time. She was adamant about the same. Later, as she grew older, she began to believe more in god, perhaps to seek rebirth, and she led a simple life with greater wealth. She might not have enjoyed anything well. Once she died, she would definitely become ashes, nothing else, and for that, she lived a selfish life by keeping wealth, never maintaining any good rapport with anyone. After her, the relatives would definitely fight for her wealth. This is our system. A human believes that when we get a life, we never live it fully, always expecting a future or a next birth. This kind of thought is imprinted in us, never allowing us to enjoy ourselves physically or mentally. At last, after maintaining society’s wishes, we will die.
If the so called god offers me another birth, I will simply say, please keep it with you, or else give it to someone who really looks for it. And if he says no, you have to take it because you did not complete the course of seven and two are remaining to get Moksha, I will say, do one thing, I will accept the offer subject to two conditions. One I’ll commit suicide in womb, or else send me to someone who doesn’t want a child, so that I can get aborted. Then I can avoid the “blessed” special human birth, as per me the human life is pathetic as day one we live our life for the system only .
I believe human life is a big lie. To fulfil someone’s interests, we live not by our own choice. We are simply manipulators. We do not know how to live simply. From day one, we fall into civilised traps. We have no choices. We become super selfish, yet act differently. We are greedy for useless wealth. We work very hard to earn it, we ignore real love and care, and then go searching for it. We are taught to stick to marriage, which often only hurts.
In simple words, if I describe humans, they never fully show their feelings. When they want to cry, they smile, pretending they are happy. When they want to be simple, they struggle within. When they want to love, they fake. When they want to fake, they show love. When their plates are full, their eyes go to other plates. They live their entire lives for a better life and are later troubled by the same things they created. When they get a better opportunity, they try to look better than they are now. They trap animals and keep them in cages, then say the animals love them. Maybe books and books are needed to describe these so called blessed humans. Still, we are in a queue to be reborn, only to come back and spoil this planet again.