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Monday, September 2, 2013

Stories of No guts & No glory: A beef story !



It’s been a while since I’ve made a blog or even written a note about anythingAnd if I’m to say that it took me difficult ways to get inspired in ways I’d seldom imagined.  Right from watching “Finding Forrester” as suggested by my best friend Chacko or being brain washed by my colleague Parv who is a walking library and a General-knowledge aficionado.  So here it is, which happens to be a string of thoughts which flew past me on one Sunday afternoon, around  a couple of weeks back , about eating “BEEF” ….yeah you heard it!  There ain’t much ado about it, or could be bracketed as a self-inflicted humour, voila!!
It was the third Sunday of May when I was invited for a luncheon by my course-mate.  We know each other since seven years and have been a very good friend, guide and a kick-ass-criticiser of mine.  As a cherry on icing, I’m meeting his family after his marriage which took place three years ago and he has a 2 year old son too.  So it is in reality a torture-session sabotaged in the name of lunch with ‘Beef” as the extra bait.  He knew my weak-point and I knew it’s a bait still couldn’t resist.  So be it….I bought some chocolates and sweets for the kid and walked right into it. 
That day I underwent an elaborate session of brain drain that neither my friend nor his lovely wife was not-at-all in a mood to spare me. Starting with the situations where I had to meet them after their marriage, courtesy visits to their home and even to meet this little kiddo when he was born (imagine my head hits the table top in slow motion).  And him on the other hand; even though a year younger to me, considers himself as my big brother and rhymed beautifully about my inability to rise up to the said occasions.  Well, patience pays, and lunch was served, and I hogged like I had never eaten after my dinner last night, honestly I skipped my dinner last night view ‘spiritual’ reasons.  A lengthy fifteen hours of starvation can actually boost up your cravings for food into an abnormal state. I always sabotage the self proclaimed “I-am-on-a-strict-diet” feeling once I finish a heavy meal and this wasn’t different either. 
As a statutory warning, eating beef is a complete sin according to the religion which I follow. Since beef is pertaining to (particularly) cows, which  happen to be a background creature in the pictures of Lord Krishna, an important Deity in Hinduism.  Also it has been referred throughout the Vedas, Puranas (Epics of divine genre) and subsequent legends and very much in tangent towards the divine side.  So any harm to that creature is like taking a one-way ticket to an active mine-field since the religious sentiments are too sensitive in this regard. 
 On record, nobody’s going to cut your head or put a steel in your rib cage, but for safety reasons eating beef is still kept a hush-hush matter in most of the parts in this country.  However, this is never a hush-hush matter from when I come from; the south-West of the Indian peninsula.  But there is a long history of very serious events related to this viande rouge which had taken place and have even led the way to freedom!! 
In Mahabharata (one absolute epic), there are many instances in which ego-clashes that grew up into some magnanimous revenge due to sharing of cows.  And in one of the Puranas there was one divine cow which could provide anything right from food, dress and even a whole army.  And one king who laid his eyes on it sent ‘his’ army to fight and got seriously thrashed.  Above all, the one noteworthy event which deserves the attention would be the “First war of Independence” way back in 1853 when the Indian soldiers in the British Army revolted against using the bullets as it had a covering made out of cow-fat !!! One should imagine the unfathomable sentiments running through every countrymen, as their very first revolt for Independence is ‘the’ moment of change, let it be the French, the American.etc.   So, my dear friends, this animal is that much deeply rooted into the history of India and the medulla-oblongata of everyone.  As a matter of fact, its religion and it’s sentiments that prevailed.
As I was riding back to my cabin these thoughts were In reality if a cow is getting old in the shed, it should die on its own and has to be cremated with all reverence.  And if one can’t wait up to that, then just leave them alone, the vultures and other scavengers will take care of it.  this Just because of a sort of ‘fairplay’ theory those who devoured it are happy, those who came to know that you ‘devoured’ it are unhappy; a kind of yin-yan situation.    
The dynamic question that evolved in my mind, which I’m little concerned on asking anybody is that “Does the food you eat decide your faith??”  or is it like a preconceived firewall which got embedded into your neurons which contradicts you??  Imagine a voice telling you “dude, now you are going to hell!”  In my opinion the answer lies in “what you think what happens in you.  Every religion says about that divine power which flows in you.”  That you are made of a divine inter connection, that you are what the Gods are, and when you eat what he has prohibited you from eating you go to hell???  So it is your faith…..your faith is you….and you are your faith !!!
And suddenly a hair-pin turn appeared, I slowed my bike, made a smooth turn and rode off !!



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