365 days Writing Prompt: Morality play

Where do your morals come from–your family? Your faith?Your philosophical world view? How do you deal with those who don’t share them, or derive them from a different source?

We all learn right and wrong from an early age,whether we put it into practice is a whole different thing. Some of us follow what is right without questioning it, others might have a tendency to rebel it all depends on human nature. We learn this in school,at home, at work, we try our best to conform,sometimes circumstances can deter us from doing the right thing.

Our conscience plays a big part, we feel awful if we do something that we know ourselves is wrong. Then there are some who have no conscience, they lie time after time without feeling anything. They can and will make you look like an evil person , if they so desire.

How will I deal with them? I will stay away from them, it will not bother me, as long as my path does not cross with them. Some of these people do not learn from a different source, their mind is corrupt, they do it for attention and there are people naive enough to believe them.

Then there is temptation, an inclination to commit sin,it requires a strong will to resist it, that word ‘will’ is not present in their mind!

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Bisharjan Relinquishment by Tagore translated by ranu

Reincarnation

Reincarnation (Photo credit: GrahamKing)

Bisharjan by Rabindranath Tagore

Two young sons died one after another

they were less than two years old.

When another son was born this time

Mollika’s husband died too. Friends

explained ,in her former life there were too many sins,

which is why there is so much pain and sorrow.

The grieving woman submissively acknowledged

her sins in her previous life

and attentively devoted to sacrifice.  from temple to temple

here and there,the villages she went around offering her prayer;

voluntarily started fasting,offered water to gods and daily worship

spent her time in the temple.

She tied an amulet in her hair which she picked up;

listened to the words from Ramayan; visited the religious people

and invited them to come to her home and bless the son.

she called herself the lowliest of all

she looked for kindness from everyone,

she was kind to animals,birds and the like

was afraid somehow she might offend them.

When the child was a year and a half

he became ill ,she

made an offering to deities

she prayed day and night for her son

she sold everything to please the deity

so her son would recover

she went to the Brahmin for her son,

he told her,’my child people are not honest anymore

this is the age when honesty is gone.’

Wherever she went she was told she has no hope

home she came dejected,all the days of sacrifice came to nothing

she took her  very sick son to the pond

and prayed to the gods to relieve his fever.

there she was meditating eyes shut

she dreamt the goddess returned her healthy son

she opened her eyes and found the son was taken

away by the river;she screamed to get back her son.

but all was quiet and her screaming brought no result.