Anurag Bhatt's Blog
April 3, 2013
Science curtaining miracles
Whether we think about the intricacies of human DNA or immortality of bones or about the fact of growing hairs and nails even if we die, we wind up with a single word SCIENCE. Are they really scientific facts? As perennial question as a boomerang retreats after a subtle flight while being flung.
Head is the most curious player of knowing everything and we have a manifest answer SCIENCE. Starting when there was nothing to behold, smell, feel and even surmise; I get to know about the answers of my own questions.
Are all the God scientists? Or if this is so, “Are all the scientists God?” Tangled, no!!!!
Miracles happen, but we are customary of being endorsed within science. But the conundrum is who invented SCIENCE, and if nature nurtures it into its womb then who initiated NATURE? Mundane matters often come in vacant minds, and then we expect a miracle which then enunciated as a verity of science. There is a thin streak between what we see and what actually happens. We see a scientific phenomenon but actually a miracle happens, and we start postulating a theory, and if we don’t have the right information we declare it AXIOM. I don’t know but perhaps it might be a blasphemy. Scientists don’t believe in MIRACLES but they worship GODS. They bid each other their wishes and they have the theory of POSITIVE ENERGY of blessings.
In Mahabharata, Lord Krishna said to Arjun, “Do your deeds and let the result in my hands. I will do the rest.” Newton contradicts saying that every action has its equal and opposite reaction. And, you all know who we follow?
Einstein set a theory of relativity with E=mc2, but he couldn't tell who put the mass in a body, and who paced light so fast?
Probably, the almighty has made the SCIENCE just to make their existence clandestine, but they still manage to light a little flame of hope in us. We will always be confused between Miracle and Science.Anurag Bhatt
Head is the most curious player of knowing everything and we have a manifest answer SCIENCE. Starting when there was nothing to behold, smell, feel and even surmise; I get to know about the answers of my own questions.
Are all the God scientists? Or if this is so, “Are all the scientists God?” Tangled, no!!!!
Miracles happen, but we are customary of being endorsed within science. But the conundrum is who invented SCIENCE, and if nature nurtures it into its womb then who initiated NATURE? Mundane matters often come in vacant minds, and then we expect a miracle which then enunciated as a verity of science. There is a thin streak between what we see and what actually happens. We see a scientific phenomenon but actually a miracle happens, and we start postulating a theory, and if we don’t have the right information we declare it AXIOM. I don’t know but perhaps it might be a blasphemy. Scientists don’t believe in MIRACLES but they worship GODS. They bid each other their wishes and they have the theory of POSITIVE ENERGY of blessings.
In Mahabharata, Lord Krishna said to Arjun, “Do your deeds and let the result in my hands. I will do the rest.” Newton contradicts saying that every action has its equal and opposite reaction. And, you all know who we follow?
Einstein set a theory of relativity with E=mc2, but he couldn't tell who put the mass in a body, and who paced light so fast?
Probably, the almighty has made the SCIENCE just to make their existence clandestine, but they still manage to light a little flame of hope in us. We will always be confused between Miracle and Science.Anurag Bhatt
World of reality
There used to be a world of true reality and we now call it as the hallucination of a child’s mind. That was inside our head and what we needed to get it was to weave a story with those fantasy characters. We would have a small hut where we lived with the best comrades that we ever had. Sometimes, the hut was located amidst a deep foliage or sometimes it swam somewhere in clouds. Sometimes we were like ‘Peter Pan’ who avenged his people from ‘The hook’ or sometimes, we mutated ourselves in some sleepy oversized filthy ghoul who raised himself only to eat tiny people.
People wouldn’t understand the intuition and comradeship among our beings. Our beings! Yes… We also used to have one odd trait, splitting our personality in different beings of disparate demeanors simultaneously. We had one king with one beloved wife and an evil adversary who came to our world just to ruin our thoughts, and for this he abducted the princess. We used to have a splinter that was the sword of almighty, and only we could raise it from the buried. There was no hilt that pivoted the razor, but it was the reality that only we could see. Grownups used to mock behind us or sometimes before us just to prove how insane we were. They laughed and we started thinking of one more cameo in them who slew flesh by its thorny yellow teeth. We abhorred that ones. But we also had some big people who used to be our epitomes of be alike.
And like other grownups, we couldn't leave the time behind and finally the bell tolled to make us matured. Parents and the other guardians started inculcating about the reality what they felt was true. We were educated to imbibe what society says was right. We were taught to be more sincere. Sincere what they felt of acting like a nerdish idiot, think what others felt right. Slowly and then swiftly, our world seemed a hallucination of an insane mind, the characters of our world started dying. Brutally, one after another and protecting each other, they died. Sword of almighty again became just a simple and futile splinter, and one day we seared that in a brazier. Protagonist inside us had died, and from the ashes of him, there emerged a new one, encumbered with laws and more social rather servile. Anurag Bhatt
People wouldn’t understand the intuition and comradeship among our beings. Our beings! Yes… We also used to have one odd trait, splitting our personality in different beings of disparate demeanors simultaneously. We had one king with one beloved wife and an evil adversary who came to our world just to ruin our thoughts, and for this he abducted the princess. We used to have a splinter that was the sword of almighty, and only we could raise it from the buried. There was no hilt that pivoted the razor, but it was the reality that only we could see. Grownups used to mock behind us or sometimes before us just to prove how insane we were. They laughed and we started thinking of one more cameo in them who slew flesh by its thorny yellow teeth. We abhorred that ones. But we also had some big people who used to be our epitomes of be alike.
And like other grownups, we couldn't leave the time behind and finally the bell tolled to make us matured. Parents and the other guardians started inculcating about the reality what they felt was true. We were educated to imbibe what society says was right. We were taught to be more sincere. Sincere what they felt of acting like a nerdish idiot, think what others felt right. Slowly and then swiftly, our world seemed a hallucination of an insane mind, the characters of our world started dying. Brutally, one after another and protecting each other, they died. Sword of almighty again became just a simple and futile splinter, and one day we seared that in a brazier. Protagonist inside us had died, and from the ashes of him, there emerged a new one, encumbered with laws and more social rather servile. Anurag Bhatt
