Miracle
I wrote this article when my nephew was born in 2008 and I held him in my arms for the very first time. The fragility of life in such a delicate body was so overwhelming and the package so innocent and pure, I had to pen down my feelings.
WORLDS WITHIN
“There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
-Albert Einstein
People spend their entire lives searching for miracles, often overlooking the most profound miracle that unfolds every single day—birth.
The creation of new life from the old, the wonder of procreation, the genesis of existence, and the metamorphosis of beings entering this world—this is the miracle that surrounds us, quietly reshaping reality with every passing moment.
Where do we come from ? Where do we go ? What is our purpose to exist ? Why do we exist at all ?
Is it only random chemical reactions producing organized and intelligent systems, which in turn have the capability to critically analyze their own existence?
Seems very unlikely, given the underlying order and beauty in the very fabric of realty. Everywhere we look we find clockwork precision of the Universe so life forms can exist in their present form. Miniscule changes in any parameters of realty leads to annihilation or non-existence of humanity from the very beginning.
Coming back to the daily miracle of birth-who breathes life into the fragile organic bodies and in the end at the time of death where does this spark of life disappears leaving behind this very organic shell?
We all come into this World fragile and delicate, innocent and pure - the very essence of humanity - the way God actually intended all humans to be - and this is the way He sends us in this World, hoping perhaps the one being born will be the One for all humanity.
The One who will teach them compassion, the one who will teach them innocence, the one who will show them the ascension to the next level, the one who will show them the true meaning of life, the one who may realize his actual purpose of being alive.
And thus were born Christ, Mohammed, Buddha, Rama, Krishna, Guru Nanak and Mahavira who, to some extent, showed the World the path it should move on....
And we the lesser mortals keep waiting for the Godot to arrive, to lead us to Immortality, not realizing that each one of us is born in His image and has the potential to flourish. Each one of us has the seed to germinate into the everlasting tree of knowledge, to become a beacon of hope in the darkness which is engulfing the humanity today.
But this whole thought process can be deception of the extreme form, viewing the existence through a twisted anthropic perspective may make you arrogant enough to reason and deny your insignificance.
“The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of matter and of the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness.”
- Andre Malrau