doing is knowing...applied spirituality
Tabla, sitar, manjira and
such musical instruments were painting the evening as a freshly
awakened morning state. People around were becoming percussion of
heightened happiness. It had already been a couple of hours of this devotional
gathering, when suddenly the phone vibrated. And it felt like
earth again to Mahendra, who answered the phone in a loud whisper, "I
am in a satsang (Hindu devotional gathering). Can we speak later?” And he
kept the phone.
And somehow we have all been active subscribers of the blurred definitions of the word "urgency", notedly in the wake of mobile phones where everything seems to be urgent.
And somehow we have all been active subscribers of the blurred definitions of the word "urgency", notedly in the wake of mobile phones where everything seems to be urgent.
What this has also done to our
Darwinian-selves is to come up with our own unique strategies to avoid calls
and messages.
Mahendra too had prejudged that
this wasn't any urgency (as Shankar would call everything urgent and
notoriously just dial up), and so he quickly kept the phone. He had barely
buried the phone back into his pocket when it vibrated again. And this time
Shankar on the other side just rushed one keyword ..."Police".
Mahendra and Shankar had jointly
bought the auto rickshaw about a year back, and would drive one shift
respectively.
Upon hearing this, Mahendra went out
to a place where he could use his normal voice.
Shankar informed, "There was an accident.
Our autorickshaw accidentally ran into a man who is now injured.
They have taken me to the Police and the RTO (traffic registrations) and filed
a case. Please speak to the injured man. His name is Ismail."
Suddenly Mahendra could sense the
evaporation of the holy drench he had just taken. He had been a very
sincere devotee for a long time.
Mahendra also believed that
spirituality is a twenty four hour ritual...smiling, cordial voice, compassion,
joy during autorickshaw driving, let-go, etc was as much a spiritual path
for him. Owing to this background, he was able to preserve himself in this
moment.
Since early childhood, Ismail too
was an eager devotee. He would religiously devote to his namaaz and other
performing duties. And he would actively
participate in helping people, smiling, being warm hearted, and thus was known
in his community as a very good man.
He would have taken the entire
accident as a synchronicity, had it not been for Shankar’s abrasive behavior, which
made him take an action so that it isn’t repeated with somebody else.
Ismail grabbed the phone from
Shankar, and the first thing that he could listen to was the Hindu devotional
music in the background.
Before Ismail could say anything, Mahendra
started with a genuine sound and a deep apology. And he requested Ismail to say
everything that he wanted and also promised that he would not interrupt him at all.
Ismail could sense words of embrace
in what Mahendra had just said. Instead of a volley of words roasted in anger,
there came a humble and a grounded question from Ismail, “Where are you?”
Mahendra replied, “I have just come
out of a satsang to speak with you”.
Something happened and silence just
took over the world for almost a minute. Both Mahendra and Ismail were on the
other sides of the live call, but on the same side of some simple silence.
Ismail felt a huge burden on his
voice. Somehow he delivered, “Please forgive me that I have pulled you out of
your devotion right now. Please go back, and I am immediately withdrawing the case.”
That’s it. That was it.
Those two simple sentences after an
accident plus police case.
One
looks for some elaborate details in this, somehow wanting some more
words and explanations and causalities, but trust me, there isn't.
No more words. No more reasons. No
more rhetoric.
No more…just no more.
Mahendra tried meeting Ismail after
that day but could not. Mahendra also realized that Ismail had left it on him
(Mahendra) to counsel Shankar, which he has successfully done.
He continues his good
ride and also narrates this incidence to all his passengers.
This is not a story of faith.
This is not a story of symbols,
rituals, mythology.
This is not a story of two religion.
This is a story of two humans who
knew what it is to be human.
And by listening to few words during
adverse situation could realize each others depth of humanity.
This is a story of two human who
knew that spirituality is a way of life and not tied to religion.
That it is
about compassion, friendliness, joy and discretion.
Like we have maths and applied
maths, physics and applied physics…likewise there is spirituality and applied
spirituality.
These two men knew that “doing good
with pure intent” is a more pervasive spirituality.
That it can be done in profession,
while on roads, in relationships, discussion about national issues, etc.
These two men not only knew what it
is, but also knew that “doing” is what establishes the right “knowing”.
To know more, just do more. Thank
You.
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