Sacrifice

Sacrifice...The word I loathe the most and the word that has been epitomized by humanity for centuries...a virtue thats in our DNA and heritage...

Sometimes I wonder if people have been in delirium for not making an effort to truly understand the meaning of this word...

I wonder if people have mistook value based priorities or choices one makes in life out of clear rationale, to sacrifices.

9 years ago, I was conditioned to a certain lifestyle while today I have altered to the current context in my life...Have I sacrificed to give in to a nuptial agreement....Not really, its my choice. No one forced me into it and my choices though changed from what they were are totally mine. I value them and stand by them with integrity. From the inconsequential Rice to the Rise of a Nation, it is people prudent choices that has taken humanity from strength to strength...

Extrapolating this, I wouldn't consider the acts of Lord Rama or his devotional follower Mahatma Gandhiji's acts as "sacrifice". But it was their conviction to stand by a value and a larger cause. I haven't come across any evidence of remorse from Lord Rama or Gandhiji's biographies. That clearly implies that they weren't forced into a choice, but they stand today in our hearts as men who symbolize strength of character and courage.

People have three sides to them.

"What they are"
"What they think they are"
"What others think they are"

Most part of our lives is lost in striving to be what others want us to be. Whilst we do that, we are oblivious of the fact that the others are also striving to be what some others want them to be. So each one is wanting to be someone else's characterization but the result is that these people are entering into a weird deadlock where there is no one with original thoughts, vision and conviction.

Now this is "Sacrifice" for me. I wonder whats with these people and the world. Have they been frolicking around with their most precious asset...their "Individuality" and "Self esteem"...

We are born in this world as individuals powered with an exclusive vision of our own. Letting ourselves to be enslaved into a bunch of pseudo-power-mongers, is a "Sacrifice" of one's vision, integrity and character. It is our own responsibility to hold up for our beliefs and stand by our values derived out of a philosophy or science thats "Absolute" but not the one thats relative or subjective. A person need to strive for his individuality fuelled by his courage and strength of character.

Sacrifice of honesty, integrity, values and character is the SIN for third degree that is weakening this world day by day. Its our responsibility not to let the world affect us in a way to find ourselves crippled by emotions...

Make your own choices and take complete responsibility for your choices in life...don't take refuge under a "Sacrifice" umbrella. Its not sacrifice if its your choice...And if you let others choose for you or coerce you into a choice, it would still be sacrifice for you let yourself give into coercion.

Execution of Vision thats value based with courage and strength of character is the ultimate virtue....else I would term that as "Execution" of YOU!

Navigator

I am in love with Howard Roark...

I just havent come across a honest confession of love such as between Howard Roark and Dominique Francon, the lead protagonists in Ayn Rand's masterpiece "The Fountainhead". The only one which came this close was dipicted by James Cameron on the silver screen between his characters Jack and Rose in Titanic(I am flying scene). But the scene between Roark and Dominique is a moment of exaltation created due to synergy of intellect and emotions with a touch of honesty and selfless love...Such synergies should essentially result in a "Big bang" giving rise to a whole new universe.Howard Roark and Dominique Francon created a new universe with their Strength of Characters coming together. A fertilization of their perfections could give birth to a new species who will be the prime movers of the Earth.

I have made my reservations for a flight from Milky Way to "Objectivism"...I am waitlisted as of now...

On silver screen a magical moment can be created, but to create that on paper needs a Stalwart like Ayn Rand...

So far the kind of scenes that evoked emotions within me and touched my soul are from the genre of patriotism, pedeatrical pain and paradoxical emotions due to separation...But I didnt think in the wildest of my imaginations that I would emote in front of a book as my eyes scanned through the lines that described confession of love between Dominique Francon and Howard Roark.

It brings out a new angle to love which a lesser mortal wouldnt vouch for but an elevated soul surely would.It clearly depicts that you can only fall in love with "Perfection" and reciprocated in love if you are perfect, and nothing less. You can only associate yourself respectfully to "Perfection" and command reciprocation of love if you are Perfect. Expecting to derive love, respect and commitment to an anatomy of imperfections is nonsensical. You just cant love, respect or stay committed to an imperfect being. Isnt this just true? We all go through this. We keep asking questions if we have made the right choice, right decisions etc in life when we are ambushed by life's challenges. Why do these questions keep cropping up time and again? All these days when I was hit by such questions, I would feel guilty and categorize myself into those who cant accept reality or cant *adjust* like other humans. Each time I would run to what I termed "support systems" and try to derive some answers out of them, which kept me fuelling for a while. Later I would give myself an action to constructively work on my calibrations and expectations I have from my associates in this world.

After a while, I would be dragged into this battle field of blue planet with yet another epsiode of saga. I felt like a fish out of water being strangled in this soap opera of life with co-actors who are a bundle of imperfections. With amateur people for support systems, I derived amateur answers that didnt fuel me long enough and I kept refuelling with them irrationally. I had to learn to find my blue ocean with the remaining time my breath lasted.

Interestingly though I found a Navigator who crossed paths with me and showed me the way to my blue ocean. He has selflessly inspired me to find my best support system in our rich Heritage which is a Powerhouse of Knowledge and I had no reasons to run out of fuel when I had to have "GNana" for a Gas Station.

Today I swim joyously...totally rejuvenated...

As I read through our scriptures and Ayn Rand Philosophy of Objectivism, I have been re-affirmed that I cant love lesser mortals. I just havent found a reason convincing enough to do so. Being in love with Howard Roark is an experience of its kind thats novel and the one which I consider blessed to have encountered with. It also raises even a profound question if someone loves me at all since I am not anywhere close to perfection. I am a just a 55kgs of imperfections. But I have set on a journey to seek Gyan towards Perfection...The world of Krishnas, Ramas, Howard Roarks, John Galts is light-years away...and its the toughest path I have chosen for myself. But atleast I am assured of a win someday. I dont know when I will get there, but I am happy to see myself out of the never-ending Marathon amongst rats doing stressful, irrational laps around perishing imperfections...

So the bottom line is "Love is not Blind. Its quite rational. If you blindly fall in love without a rationale, you will find yourself one day reviewing your decision. Probably you will learn to *adjust*, but that doesnt get you to any higher altitudes...Just love Perfection and accept nothing less...Make Perfection a Habit and a way of life..."

I extend my token of gratitude to the "Navigator" of my life who has been key in inspiring me and helping me discover a stronger ME...who has refined her choices, her journey and her destination. I thank him for being insturmental in a gravitational shift of my thought process towards brighter sides of life...