Moving on

Let go and move on is one task that should recur in every to-do list universally. We all have had nagging thorns in our minds that kept hampering our daily lives. If this is the only life we get to live, and I don't see any evidence otherwise, then we all got to live it till we die. True though that it is easier said than done. Or is it? I adopted a policy of moving on a few years ago. Essentially this means that I intentionally and quite happily live my life forward. None of us other than the time-lords can live it backwards. Even if you are indeed a time-lord you are just jumping to another point of time and still live it forward (more or less like an Okazaki fragment). There is no point carrying the load which only makes the journey difficult. I avoid thorny roads, dark alleys and pestering co-travellers along my finite hitch-hike on this earth. It is never worth the trouble. 

I don't wake up every morning expecting the world around me to have changed. I don't expect miracles. I live under no delusion that the world revolves around me or there is some divine being planing my days ahead. It was the day that I stopped chanting my morning prayers that I started seeing how wonderful my life already was. May be thats why we are encouraged to pray with our eyes closed. Now I can live with my eyes open to see the Kanizsa triangle illusion of the solipsistic self.  

Of course some might pounce on me to enlighten my dimwit mind that prayers are for giving thanks rather than asking favours. Nevertheless, any honest person would agree that most prayers are aimed towards the divine Santa. But even if am to be thankful to a divinity who looks upon every single one of us without bias, what am I to be thankful about? That he/she had kept me better off than most of the created ones? That I survived infant fatality that still haunt most of the human species? That I lived in a middle-class urban set-up while many others suffered in agony wondering where the next meal will come from? That I was lucky to be university educated while many more smarter minds of my age had to toil to make a living solely because they were born in a poorer family? 

God works in mysterious ways they say. If such a mysterious being exist, I would rather let that one stay as such. I am better off living with the less mysterious terrains of life. As a scientist mysteries entice me. I love my curiosity kindled. But only if the question makes sense. If no religion had ever been right about the physical world, then why bother to square that circle? 

Neither do I want to be one of those facebookers who post pass-it-along pictures and phrases in order to appease their deities. I find it sadly pathetic that they got to try such gimmicks to squeeze as much juice as possible out of their gods. 

All I intend to be is a person who cares about the world around myself solely because doing that spreads a warm fuzzy feeling in my heart. I want to be altruistic solely because it makes me happy. I don't look for gifts in the future because of my deeds in the past. I am glad to leave behind things and people that hurt me. I have learnt to let go and move on. I don't carry grudge, not because its a sin, but because a grudge-free life is lighter. All these have made me a happier person. I don't wait in hope that the sky will open up for me because of all the deeds I have done, which am anyways hardwired to do through natural selection.

I don't intend to hurt anyone with this post. But if it did, let it go and move on.