Does God really exist?

No, I am not an atheist or communist or Maoist. It is not a complicated question. A simple one: Does God really exist? I am not talking about the origins of the universe or the never-ending battle between science and religion. But a rather simpler version of the question which may be a vague spot on our consciousness. Like oil floating on water. Every question has two ways of looking at it: A complicated one and a simple one. For instance, when one asks How was Gandhi killed, you could either say by a bullet shot or say that as the result of the well-entrenched ignorance of men to understand his ideologies towards religion and politics. But for this question I want to answer it in the former method. I do not want to unleash the Pandora’s box containing the complexities about religion.

When I talk about God, I am neither talking about a particular religion nor do I have a specific image in my mind. In this context, God is a separate entity taking any form you like with distinct qualities, characteristics and an own AADHAR number. If God really does exist, then why are there poverty, death and cruelty in the world? Why was there a Hitler, a Mussolini, a Saddam Hussein? I read a book where the character speaks about a plot device called ‘deus ex machina’. In short, it is a device where Gods come in the end to resolve a tragic situation and give a happy ending to the play. If ‘deus ex machina’ existed in real life, I am sure there would be no World War, no epidemic, and no starvation. What a wonderful world it would be! But I am sure we humans would twist that too. We would keep doing more wrongs and wait for God to come and fix them all.

   What gender does God belong to? Is God a male, female or transgender? Do they also have gender inequality? Oh God! Let the Gods at least be spared from inequalities. Let us keep God gender neutral for now. Is there only one God or many Gods? Do they get along with each other and share a cup of tea in the evening? Or do they dislike each other secretly but pretend to like each other? How does God look like? Do Gods dress up in shining ornaments and silky garments? Do the goddesses have raven black hair flowing till their waist, crowns glittering with gems of all colours, face filled with such grace and beauty making any flower bow with shame? Poet saints have described Gods in such detail. The way their hair curls, the way their eyes glitter. Is all of this imagination or just simple description? If a God walks down the street would we realize it? We have always wondered about the three wishes we would ask God if we saw him or her. Would he or she listen to us? Would he or she be able to understand us? What language would they be speaking? Ancient languages untainted by humans? Or would they speak like a God out of a Rick Riordan book? What would God eat? In so many houses and places of worship people offer a wide assortment of food. Does he or she eat all of them? Many go to God with their demands and sorrows. Where does God go? So many questions yet so little answers.

Many believe in Karma. What if God lives in a little spaceship with buttons all around to control the world? What if he or she keeps a register of all the bad things done by people so that they do not go scot-free? That might be a far shot. There are many people who have done blood chilling deeds in the world living happy lives. What does God think about religious conflicts? So many people claim that they have been ordained by God to wage wars, hate and harm certain people. Would he or she be shaking his or her head thinking how stupid his or her creations have been? Or would he or she be saddened wondering whether he or she were the cause of it all?  Well I am sure in this case even God wants ‘deus ex machina’ to put an end to the horrors of religious conflict.  

What should a woman do?

What should a woman do? If a girl child is born after evading attempts to find her gender with a sonogram and her grandmother’s attempts to judge the gender by the swell of the belly, she is looked at by family members as a curse for their past life sins. She is named ‘podhumponnu’ as a reminder to Fate to give them no more girl children. She is brought up wearing frilly frocks with puffed shoulders. “Oh you must make her look fair! Dark skin is no good. Who will marry her?” She is forced to play house with her friends as she eyes her brother’s football. Then comes education. “School ah? What for? She is going to study and become collector is it? Go help your mother in the kitchen.” What should a woman do? All the begging and crying helps her go to school. She goes to a school where toilets are almost a mile away. She sits in the ground with other girls laughing during P.E period while watching a cricket ball fly up in the sky. Then she bleeds. One day they celebrate her with all the sandal wood, silk sarees and bangles. “Oh you are a woman now”. “Isn’t it too early?” “Congrats you will get a grandson now” But the next month she is made to sit alone in one corner. “Don’t come to the kitchen” Don’t touch me” “Don’t go near God”. What should a woman do? Then comes college. “I gave you so much freedom to study till 12th! Isn’t that enough? See this is why girls shouldn’t be let out of their houses! Look at your daughter, Lakshmi! Go ask her to join one of those ‘loose’ women shouting about gender equality while sleeping with every man they see! You are going to bring shame to our family”. At night she watched her father intently listen to a man talking about a woman who once ruled the country, wore sleeveless blouses and was widowed. Her mother forgets to cover her head once, “Chee go cover yourself you shameless woman!”  What should a woman do? Fine I will let you study in the closest girls’ college. What do you want to study? Arts? Nursing? Music? Dance?  Anything you want you can study! What? You want to become architect? HAHAHA! You are going to become mason is it? Build pink houses to live with your husband? That course is so much work, lots of technical things. Not suitable for a woman. Oh well, then is anything suitable for a woman? Again begging and tears. She goes to a college to study architecture. The day her father couldn’t drop her came the catcalling. “Hey beautiful” “Which college?” “Vaadi vaadi naatukattai vasama vanthu maatikittai”. In college it is worse. The professors old enough to be her father suddenly want to have deep conversations with her about the subject, obviously. “You should come to my office I will help you with your project”. She begins her online life like any other student. Random text messages, threats, coaxing and inappropriate pictures. A guy in her street loves her deeply. So he claims. He writes her name in blood for her, waits for her down the street and suffocates her with his presence everywhere. If she says no to him she will get acid thrown on her face, if she says yes to him she is likely to be raped in a shady mansion in the pretext of ‘talking’. What should a woman do? During all this, her mother has already started. “You know Kamalam’s son is older than you and is a doctor. What do you think?” “Why did you have to study such a big degree? Now no one wants to marry you” “No not that guy he is shorter than her” “No not him he is younger than her”. What should a woman do? She finishes her degree and wants to work. “Enough of this! What will people think when they learn that I am running this house with my daughter’s money? Thu! They will spit on me. Never!”. But his pride doesn’t stop the taunts “I spent all my savings on your education and I get nothing in return. What use is your degree?”. What should a woman do? Her father reluctantly allows her to go to work. Her boss is full of suggestions for her “You should smile more” “Red suits you” “Why don’t you wear a saree, flowers and bindhi? So plain you look! Only you people should carry on our culture”. You don’t need to meet clients, let the men do that. They don’t like to talk to women about business. You don’t need to come for night shifts, let the men do that. Business travels are not for women. Not safe ma, you are like my daughter. You should be careful.  And in the end, promotion and increment are also for men. What should a woman do? Her parents doll her up and get her married to a man eight years her senior, taller than her and with three degrees. And then the cycle repeats itself.

Why do we need zoos?

It was a random afternoon when I was reading the novel, A Tiger for Malgudi when this thought struck me: Why do we need zoos? Sure, Raja seems happier at a zoo but really why DO we need zoos? So this article is literally me typing my thoughts. A long, long time ago there were human exhibits in what was referred to as ‘Ethnographic’ museums. Natives of different lands whose lifestyles were relatively unknown were brought to Europe and America to do something easy yet difficult: live. They were forced to carry out their normal activities with thousands of people gawking at them. They were chained, malnourished and tortured mentally and physically. They were torn from their lands to become exhibits reducing their existence to non- living things. They also performed practiced acts to showcase their ‘primitiveness’. These were meant to educate people about the different cultures and people across the world but really served the pathetic ‘superiority’ of civilised Europeans. Another concept was ‘freak shows’ where people with physical and mental disabilities performed acts for the amusement of the nouveau riche. People laughed and enjoyed others’ special qualities and termed them as ‘imperfections’. Those without arms or legs were called ‘Snake man’ or ‘Seal man’. This sounds cruel, unfair and like Hitler’s utopia. Thank God humans finally put an end to these inhumane actions. But did we? I have been fortunate (or unfortunate) enough to visit zoos in India and outside. In tropical Singapore, people were filled with immense sorrow when Inuka the polar bear born and raised in captivity in the country died at 27. There was much media attention around the polar bear whose name was chosen through a naming contest across the country and birthdays celebrated with extravagant cakes. So we took polar bears from their native habitats (somewhere not as hot as Singapore) and put them in an artificially induced atmosphere with a single iceberg to make them feel at home. However close their captive area may be to their original habitat, it still doesn’t take away the fact that it is artificial. So they are torn from the where they are meant to live and forced to live in captivity for public attraction. Check that. Also the zoo is known for their show timings where birds fly from nowhere perfectly onto the staff’s arm, audience can touch a bear and tourists can feed leopards. Performing acts for public’s muse? Check that.  When I visited Thailand, I went to a Tiger temple. The name is misleading as there was nothing holy like a temple or fiery like a tiger. We were made to change into light coloured pants and went to look at the tigers. The tigers were chained and appeared to be drugged with some substance that made them drowsy and heavy. The only job of the tamers was to take pictures for tourists. Tourists could pet them and even feed tiger cubs with feeding bottles meant for humans. So they were no longer tigers but domicile cats found on the street corner. My stay in Thailand included a lot of elephant riding where they were beaten with sticks, feeding elephants with bananas and snakes performing with men. But wait the story is not over yet. How can I forget our very own beautiful and scenic Vandalur zoo? At the zoo, we went on a Tourister bus and saw the lions. But the catch here was that one lion was kept alone in an enclosure. When asked why, the driver replied that it had fought with the other lions and thus kept alone. Sounds like ‘rest and isolation’ that Raja endured in the circus. Mental and physical torture? Check Check Check! So centuries ago we considered other human beings as lesser living things but now we consider all sorts of animals as lesser living beings and treat them in the most unimaginable way possible. We cannot claim superiority because we are on the top of the food chain. Pull out any person living in the city and leave them unprotected in the forest and you can see for yourselves who is really on top of the food chain.

The primary arguments supporting zoos are a) they educate people about our ecosystem and its inhabitants and b) they sometimes serve as conservation centres for breeding animals endangered in the wild. Let’s look at the first argument “they educate people”. How many people actually take time to read descriptions about every single animal on exhibits? When I went to Vandalur it seemed like mating season because most of the couples who visited, huddled behind trees and benches. “They serve as conservation centres”. Fair enough. But think about another thing, the ‘Association of Zoos and Aquariums’ in the USA found among all the animals in the 228 zoos (now 233) which it has accredited, only 30 species are for conservation. Most of these species cannot be let out in the wild again. So they will live but not like how they used to.

When there are so many activists condemning elephants held in temples then why is nobody talking about zoos? The real distinction here is between a good zoo and a bad zoo. But the line is so thin that people consider it normal for an animal to be kept in an enclosure which has nothing but an entrance for food and a tree. So what can we do about this? Unfortunately, I am not qualified enough to suggest an alternative because I cannot think of a good one. My aim with this post was to teleport this thought from my brain to yours. So if you have received that thought then do something with it: Think about it.  

'Thoughts'

‘Thoughts’ is a label where I would be posting the array of ideas and questions that come up in my mind. Views expressed are highly and only personal. There may be thoughts which can be out of the blue and controversial. Since these are my thoughts allow me to be grammatically wrong, random and politically incorrect. My hope with sharing these thoughts would be to create an interactive platform and probably answer some of the questions which have me going around in circles. Happy Reading!