PERCEPTION OF ERRORS
PERCEPTION OF ERRORS
At times I really feel we are living in an error prone time. It is not easy to perceive a rather straight forward approach about almost anything, contradictions would be too real, confusion almost inevitable. Reading Rabindranath Tagore appears pretty surrealistic, well probably! Reading Tagore might now have become a fashionable thing, a past time only a few can afford. Consequently I am pretty confused about the relevance to recall Rabindranath at times. Maybe it is all about an error of perception, but let us find out how that perceptions can be.
Is it ever possible to etch a permanent impression in ever fleeting time, say by the poems of ‘Balaka’ by Rabindranath? How does one transgress time? History books in essence records the history of wars, when societies went for turmoil, along with political revolutions or even industrialization. In reality history sets definite time limits; nobody tells us to transgress time except religion. Now ‘Religion’ – why does this crazy concoction still exist in our modern society- that has now become a big question to many. Now, what can the definition of religion be?
Well the religion says I am a lone traveler among the vast space surrounded in emptiness, with a few stars far off as my companion, and that I have a soul- my companion, often as confused as me in setting values in life, how to move and in what direction.
On the other hand, this sculptured god, himself balancing his act with a smile, is perhaps also compelled now to pick up speed with us, and cannot afford to be stationary anymore! Gone are the massive Sinhasanas, we are now into the age of fleet-footed gods, performing acts of trapeze artists at times, looking at us from his high pedestal rather bemused!
Rabindranath aspires to touch the truth at some point in some corner of space with a belief that ‘the iota of truth’ will eventually find a place in continuum. So, the black board will essentially remain blank for the newer generations to inscribe their personal versions of truth.
Does Santiniketan teach us to get beyond the life-style barriers and mix with people to find out the essential character of life? Well, personally ex-students from this place can mix with all strata of life, Santiniketan usually provides that opportunity; but finding the innermost compassion? In my times during 1965-75 in Patha Bhavana, I was perhaps urged to be an individual with nice coordinates; but not exactly a compassionate person to be able to feel the mass within me. We were distinctly a creed apart, something different than the boys of Bolpur! Discrimination? Yes, ofcourse, it was always there; now the barriers have crumbled for a multitude of reasons, and we really do not know what to achieve in the social front apart from perhaps nurturing a typically Santiniketan-i psyche. Err, to be honest I really do not know what this particular ‘psyche’ is, but it exists never the less!
Answers often remained hard to come across, even for Rabindranath. The perception of truth or error in life resurfaces time and again. These days Rabindranath is termed as a modernist or humanist. Being modern or human in the present intellectual plane essentially means a person who makes us aware about conflicts and contradictions of a complex life. ‘Hope’ is essentially a non-vocabulary in the intellect of the humanist or modernist; as hope remains too abstract or too unreal a parameter to precisely define.
Beauty, however undefined it is, still remains real.
It is nice to touch upon Rabindranath, the poet, at times. Thanks, Shubhashis.