When ordinary meal begins to relish the taste buds…..

It,s human life and in its long course, we learn some lessons from going through the bitter experiences of our own life. Besides, we happen to learn some lessons, from the mistakes or blunders committed by others. But, in our indolence, we either ignore them or let them fade away from the memory bank. Although some of them imprinted in our mind strongly. And, when some one relates his any such experiences akin to our own experience then it generates a feeling, “well, it,s same, as it occurred with me.” An anecdote of the same flavour is here……

The seamster I engage to stitch my clothing is a Muslim, and is known for giving the good fitting . Rarely it happens, when there is ho hustle of clients at his premise. Once it occasioned, when I reached on his counter, I found only three persons including the tailor, I was the fourth one. One of them was Hindu like me and his intimate conversation with seamster, in itself, was evident of their being old friends. Third gentleman was a Muslim client, and had been there to collect his “Sherwani” (a traditional long coat of Muslims).

                                       A simple discourse 

The tailor was busy taking measurements, to cut the clothes.  His Hindu friend busied in relating a sad incidence, that, recently occurred with some of his acquaintance. As per the narration, the only son of that acquaintance had succumbed to injuries, leaving behind the doomed parents. After narrating the sad incidence, he concluded, ” It,s all the outcome of Karma. This man in whole through his life, was never honest in monetary dealings with other people. Even he indulged in dishonest means to pacify his greed for money. He made massive immovable property with such malpractice, but, now it all of no use, when the sole inheritor lost his life.”

The Muslim fellow there added a profound suggestion, ” well, we all in our earlier life discard the importance of virtue. Only at the time we realize it, when the light meal prepared of green grocery and simple grains stuff, begin to relish our taste buds. But it,s too late up till the time , of course.”

                                       Riddle extricated 

The statement made carried the deep meaning rather it was “riddle” one. I requested him to explain, his this statement at some length. He responded in easy tone a deep meaningful narration, ” look sir… more or less prior to the attaining the age of fifty years, we prefer to relish spicy, delicious food. That contains heavy stuff of protein in shape of chicken, fish or mutton etc often supported with alcohol. Everything we take in overfeeding manner, for up to that bend of age our metabolism is in good condition to digest that properly. In between that period of time, the plain food prepared from vegetables, simple grains like dal -chapati( gravy prepared from pulses is “dal” and chapati is indigenous Indian bread) give us no taste as such, and, we consume that reluctantly.

Whilst, these are the real good stuff, and, most suitable to our system with complete nourishment for a healthy body. Likely prior to the age of fifty, we justify all our sinful, injudicious activities by suppressing it with false arguments. And, as it happens with light food becoming our choice after fifty years of age, in the same way our ‘Inner man” after fifty notifies our wrong doings piercingly. That, we realize in our aloofness. And begin to pray to the god in silence, to grant an apology for the misdeeds we committed.

But the truth is, it,s too late. Otherwise also, at our present time the ethics revives too late. And the reason is, we are running after the “materialism. In old times, our teachers or spiritual guides, whatever ethics they taught us: as a student we imbibed that . Why? Because, teachers in their own real life, too observed the same ethics strictly. The old generation of that period never forgot, till their last breath that their good activities and interactions were supposed to become exemplary to the coming generation. This fact I talked about the ” age after fifty years” is in context to the present generation but I know it,s like raining after long devastating drought.”

This long narration of the fellow made us feel there,as if, we all had shown the mirror of reality. Penned by — Vinay Pharasi…..