Slaves Ruling Over Slaves

This world we live in, presents itself as a complicated network of human emotions, principles, and mindlessly erected expectations that results from a boastful superego. Epiphany of some arrogant deities never go unseen to the onlookers. Sometimes I even think that if they're real people, or just a mental projection of their derailed and dark ego.

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Dominated Slaves Dominating

We often overlook the truth that we're being supervised by our own set of rules. Rules are built to satiate the need of an ordered and organised sane society. However, rules can just be as feeble and purposeless, some created in an instant while sipping coffee, and some to fill in the cavity of our own personal greed.

We're being controlled by someone above us, and unequivocally that's not just God but some of them who think they're the creator of heaven and earth, and all breathing and non-respiring objects around us. And, I witnessed yet another preternatural being, nocturnal in his nature and job role as I was. A blatantly uncivilized team-leader who managed a team of around forty employees in a call centre.

Despite of his job position in the company, he failed to understand that he is yet another employee who menially served the company. Just another slave ruled by another slave at a higher authority with some more allowed powers to blind him enough to think he is god.

How Does It Feel To Be A Dominating Slave?

After six months of long wait, brooding over nonproductive eggs at home, a position as a Technical Support Executive in a small set-up attracted me. The pay was good and I dove right in. But, I wasn't sure of the hidden and small lettered clauses, "the catch," as the Americans call it.

At four in the morning, when the exaggerated toil was over, I waited in the back seat of our shared cab. Half an hour passed and we were still waiting for the godly supervisor to appear. Seemed that he was quite busy with meaningless post-shift meetings, which could have been taken care of before the shift ended.

The mighty wings flap and there he was, Zeus himself in mortal form. The employees in the cab shrunk in reverence and bowed to him. I refused to bow. The passenger seat was occupied with three employees and there was no space for more. The supervisor commanded to one of the peasants, "Get to the back seat, thou worthless creature." And, he obeyed as a obedient slave.

But, while the cab reached halfway, the peasant's consciousness needed answers. "I can understand the reason for the girl to sit in front, and the other guy who has severe migraine issues, but what is the problem with you that you make me sit at the back?" demanded the employee.

"You art new to the realm, and thou must know that I am thy god, the creator of heaven and earth. I am the author to all circumstances, and I am the air that sustains life. I don't beg respect, but demand it. I am your lord. Thou must bow down thy head so I can buckle my calceus. I might show thee some mercy with thy head under my foot. Thou must creep and crawl, and seek sanctuary in darkness while I wander near you. I AM THE SUPERVISOR." heavenly reverberating voice reveals the asininity.

He Still Rules, But Not Over Me

The stupid shmuck still rules over the stupid employees who bow down in submission. But, I couldn't make it another day in the company. His words made sure that the system was corrupt enough to make a curious employee's life, a living hell. A one filled with dread.

I am glad I never gave in to be ruled, but sometimes we must give in to survive.

“Power-lust is a weed that grows only in the vacant lots of an abandoned mind.” Ayn Rand

Copyright (c) 2014 Shine Jayakumar

Does God Exist For You

Be honest. Haven't you ever been through a situation in your life that manipulated your God-fearing mind to think, "Does God really exist?" Is God merely an intervenous antibiotic injection injected in you while you were growing up?

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At least, that was the case when I was a boy, and catechism classes were absolutely inescapable for me. I was not rammed into the sessions by some superior power, or pushed into an abyss of a double-bind situation. I saw, I heard, and I believed, that God is important in my life. That was what everyone told me to believe in. I lacked the power to seek the rationality of the doctrines I blindly followed.

As a child, I was forbidden to raise questions against the dogma. The teachings inculcated in me, almost to the point where it started to appear like the demonstration of a child exhibiting perfect state of echolalia. 

What changed now?

Now, I hold a new perspective towards God, and His great plan for mankind. All the teachings furnished in me were fertilizers for my sprouting seeds of religion. I chose to grow towards the light, and not to follow some rope that would guide me to where I should grow to. 

Isn't that what God wants from all of us? To find our own way of understanding Him, and know His unique manifestation in our lives, than to follow merely a reflection of what He truly is? 

For me, He is not merely a Church dweller, but I can find Him everywhere in nature. Isn't nature His masterpiece? I often talk to Him as a friend, and not someone who is pulling the strings of my life. Didn't He specify that in the Bible that He sees us not as servants, but as friends? Of course, He has the authority to force control over me, but He also gave us free will to choose what we truly want; the path we want to choose. 

Does God exist? 

As they say, to the one who believes, He exists, and to the one who does not, He does not exist. No matter what, He believes in you. No one that I know off, has ever seen God, except for His intervention in a no-way-out situations to drive them out of trouble. Isn't that enough for one to believe in His existence. 

While I know of people who say that God talks to them in various ways, especially through Bible. But, to a sceptic's eyes, it is solely nothing but arbitrary happening. Well, I don't yet believe in the epiphany of the Holy Spirit in a person, educating him of the seraphic vernacular. Am I unworthy of such privilege, that I was never bestowed with the gift of articulation of such an unknown language?

We know of people who don't believe in His existence, but simply have no reason to support their notions. Some stop believing in His existence because of some horrible experience they went through. And, then too, God is culpable for all that happened, as they think. Now, is that fair to get into trouble with our own imbecilic ideas and blame God for what happened? 

I think, God exists as an unswerving and unshakable belief within our hearts. We put faith in Him and hope things to get right. Some might define it as a placebo kind of effect to explain the therapeutic miracles that happen. 

There are those who showcase their, "Closeness To God," and pretend to be the chosen ones destined to be throned next to God. Once their cloaks of faux faith wears off, people who believed in their witchery, sometimes lose faith in God himself. 

There are limitations to our explanations of the world as we see it. And, some day our scientists might find answers to everything in this world. But, would that drive out the thoughts of God from our lives? Wouldn't we still need those moral constructs to maintain an equilibrium? And, wouldn't we still need someone to submit our cries to, someone to blame for nothing, someone to work miracles in our lives, and someone to let the child sleep peacefully thinking that, 'God,' is watching over him?

Copyright (c) 2014 Shine Jayakumar

Bewitched By The Witch: The Boss

Which wicked witch?

Frightening shrill of the alarm awakes the body while the mind still asleep. The zombie within, bewitched, follows obediently the bids of the witch. Grimoire inherited by the wicked masters of the society, endows them with the power to enslave free minds and devour on their souls. They are the ones draped with cloak made with the finest of white linen. They claim to be the overseer of you and your life; the boss.

Are you bewitched?

You pleaded for a change in your programmed life. You feel something different about the new morning, but don't understand the phenomena that surrounds you. And, then your inner voice utters, in a subdued voice, the directions to the, "Elixir of Life," that you yearned for.

You listen attentively to the voice and it tells you, "Submission is the key to happiness." "Truth is often imperceivable," the cliché troubles you. And, you choose to submit thyself to the greatness of, "The Omnipresent," and, "The Omnipotent," boss.

Your soul is at ease for you chose the inner voice. "Your wish is my command," now inhabits your tongue. Pleasing, 'The Boss,' you think, is the reason for the food on your plate. But, you're not startled to learn about your unhappiness for you know the reason for it.

And, if everything written above was true for you, thou art truly bewitched by the foul tongue.

Breaking the spell

You learned that you're lost in the, 'Island of Wonders,' and seek return. I must say that the difficult part is over. Realization is the key to break the spell. If you're willing to vehemently defend yourself from the false principles of ill working habits, you possess the armour to protect yourself, and the sword to behead the monster on your path.

Prioritize

If you're thinking that you have to put work as your first priority, and still looking for a way out of this predicament, then you're still inebriated with the spell. You have not yet realized the importance of social life. You must balance work life and family. Enjoy work and what you do. Don't do it solely because the boss wants you to. Maintain a healthy relationship with the boss, but think before you nod your head to every task he ptyalises at you.

Stop being a boss-charmer

Promotion, growth, the next managerial position, is what we all strive for. Respectful position in the society comes right from the dog-tag with embossed improved job position. Or, is it? You don't have to be the CEO to earn respect, as it comes from the way we interact with the society. 

This takes us back to the, 'Prioritizing,' part. We don't always have to depend on the job title. Friends and family would want your care and love; not your bossy façade. 

You work to improve yourself, to give yourself more, to give your family more, and intern earning gains to the company. Being a boss-charmer would earn you apparently nothing more than expectations and unfathomable work load.

Meet your targets, but not your boss'. Do only what you're supposed to do. Ever heard of a superhero giving enough time for his girlfriend, taking her out on a date, or even kissing her in a decent manner (upside down)? So, stop being a superhero; the world will survive without your being a superhero.

These are my thoughts as per my experiences. Your perception can be, and most likely, be different. Every boss is not a bowel dweller either. I would love to hear what you think about it.

Copyright (c) 2014 Shine Jayakumar