As a growing up child, I was always
forbidden from asking such questions as, “where is God and why should we
worship him?” My mother, the only person who would give me a hearing would
reassure me that their existed a superior omnipresent power who we all ought
to worship for all the good things we enjoy in life. And indeed, for this
reason I worshipped God (whenever the need arose, as most of us do) until
sometime around the age of 10 when I started to suspect that probably praying was
all but a waste of time. “The God who I prayed to had never shown himself to
me. Why then should I pray to him?” My rising doubts were criticized upon at
home and even at school (I studied at one of those affiliated to the Arya
Samaj) where they punished me for refusing to attend the ‘compulsory’ Saturday
morning Havan (a vedic ritual).
The continuous rebukes and sermons that I began
receiving finally ended my defiance and made me submit to the existence of God. I remained passive though and continued to sincerely worship him owing to
the fear instilled in me that said, “You’ve got to believe in him for otherwise
you shall have to endure great miseries.” It was the fear of the unknown that
made me believe in him. When I look back now, I realize how I had been rather
tortured to believe in a God that I wasn’t so much willing to believe in. I had
always been told at home that no religion was better than Hinduism. However,
there lay one question that plagued my head and that distressed me to no end.
Which religion’s funeral practice was the best one to follow?
Disturbed as my thoughts were, I was asked
to believe in God and worship him, but never was I told on how I could get to
meet him and get to know him.” Blind faith or imminent suffering was the
response
While pursuing my Bachelors degree in
Mumbai, I was introduced to the treasure trove that was my college library. It
proved to be the first source to my search for answers. My first book was the Psychoanalyst
Sigmund Freud’s – Future of an Illusion. It declared in its very cover page, “Religion
is the universal neurosis.” The book fascinated me as I had done some previous
readings of Freud and his contributions to Personality Theories. It made me
realize how I had been but an ignorant all through this while. I still strongly
believe on a lot of what he wrote, and I quote from his book,
“When a man has brought upon himself to
accept uncritically all the absurdities that religious doctrines put before him
and even to overlook the contradictions between them, we need not be greatly
surprised at the weakness of his intellect.”
-
Sigmund Freud, Future of an Illusion, 1927
This along with Marx’s famous “Religion is
the Opium of the Masses” was enough to make me forego all my beliefs in God.
Atheism, as my non-belief was termed, made me criticize the institution of religion
and mock the concept of God. I felt a strange sort of freedom. A freedom from
the ignorance that I had been enclosed within for so long. A freedom from the
false belief of the existence of a supernatural power who was constantly
overseeing us and was keeping an account of all our good and bad deeds that were
to be accounted for later in our afterlives.
It was around the same time that an uncle
of mine, having known my views on religion, recommended me to read a book
titled What Religion is; in the words of
Swami Vivekananda. Vivekananda was a 19th century spiritual monk
who had established the Ramakrishna Mission and had gained fame for
representing Hinduism, and for speaking on the unity of all religions at the Parliament of world’s Religions, Chicago,
1893. My views on Vivekananda had been a little negative due to his portrayal
as a Hindutva icon by the Rashtriya Swayamsevak Sangh. But the book, a
collection of his speeches was enough to make me rethink my opinions.
Religion is to be realized. And for you to become
religious means that you will have to start without any religion, work your way
up, and realize things, see things for yourself. When you have done that, then,
and then alone, you have religion.
-
Vivekananda
Each soul is potentially divine. The goal is to
manifest this divinity within, by controlling nature, external and internal. Do
this either by work, or worship, or psychic control, or philosophy – by one or
more of all these – and be free. This is the whole of religion. Doctrines, or
dogmas, or rituals, or books, or temples, or forms are but secondary details.
-
Vivekananda
I had read Gandhi’s autobiography My Experiments with Truth rather
lethargically as a kid back then just to be a part of those many who had read
it as well. Gandhi had never inspired me, but that was only till I read Hind Swaraj. It was then that I truly
began to understand his ideas.
We should do the labour that the poor do, and thus
identify ourselves with them and through them with all mankind.
-
M.K Gandhi
Another document that I came across on the
internet titled Truth is God was truly enlightening. Though lengthy, it is
worth a read for all those confused on their perceptions of God. It is
available on the internet and is just a Google search away.
Worship involves inciting the innermost
feelings and emotions inside one self. Music is one way of doing it, work
another, and prayer yet another. Most of us worship a false God. A God of our
mental creation who is our savior at all times. God for most of us is like a
sort of a UPS or generator which we resort to when down on power and low on
morale. The only difference here being that the back-up we resort to actually
exists in our mind itself. The saying “God helps those who help themselves” has
a much deeper meaning.
From my long and silent personal deliberation
over the subject of worship, I have come to believe that for me it is in the
service of the people that I find true solace. In knowing that I have come of
help to some and that I shall be able to provide the same service for someone
else tomorrow, I find my God.
However, on keener deliberations, I often
realize on how even my service as a social worker shall involve a selfish
monetary intent. Truth be said, I believe my allegiance to my own faith of
finding God through the means of service to be pretentious in certain ways. I
often mull over these questions and ask myself.
- Would I provide service if denied a
salary?
- Can I detach myself to such an extent
that I start to live an austere and simple life where I expect nothing in
return for my service?
- Far from expecting monetary benefits,
could I remain without expecting even a smile or any sign of acknowledgment for
my work?
The day I shall be able to do that, I shall
have worshipped God for the first time. But that shall demand of me to renounce
all worldly pleasures and get to a spiritual level which I doubt I shall ever be
able to achieve.