The Lord was born today some hundred years ago. So, it was celebration time for his blind followers. I say 'blind' because even an iota of reason can shake off ones faith. When reason comes in direct conflict with questions of faith, the present circumsatnces would let us believe that the later will undoubatably overpower the former. So, we are actually, in a world riven with hatred, celebrating an illusion created by religion.
But, in the contemporary times, when the word 'trust' has been relegated into oblivion, where do human beings repose faith in? Is there any institution or person left to rely on? Religion, it seems, is the only sacred space. But when does one turn to religion? In times of distress or when he/she is extremely elated? Or religion has some unexplained metaphysical dimension? What is it that draws all and sundry to religion? Any answers!
Enough of philosophical diarrhoea! So, i would like to shift back to mundane conversation.
So, finally it took off! Still in a limbo! hah...
Today I called up Ranjan after a long time to wish him merry Christmas. Felt nice after talking to that forgetful but generuous bugger.
Enough 'food' for thought for the day.