It was such a boring evening. I was doing just routine work since long. It was a kind of creative static inertia phase which I was passing through. Just routing work and nothing. I never had been like that. I always keep doing something new, something creative. Experiment is like essence of life for me. In that spur of moment, I was having tea outside my stockist office at a cart tea stall. A massive thought process was going on with a thought “What Next”! And then this group of Bahurupiya I saw at the shop opposite to the tea stall. They had taken a form of Lord Ram and their associates. That was a group of 5 people with all the indigenous musical instruments. They were narrating some sayings of Shri Ramcharitmanas in the form of song. What they do is they take any mythological lords form and go to shop to shop and establishment to establishment to narrate some of the sayings of the relevant holy book and ask for money to the people which people happily donate. The same thing they were doing there at that shop. They took money and came out of the shop. While they were coming out, another group of beggar came. They were a Muslim group of people who were asking money in the name of Allah. They were four people carrying a long deep green cloth holding at its four ends. That piece of cloth was having white bordering with lace and the name Allah was embroidered at the centre. This group of people stood outside that same shop and sang some sufi song of love with Allah. The shopkeeper came outside and threw some penny in the cloth they were carrying. What amused me the most in these two series of incidents was that while donating money we hardly care if the person is asking money in the name of Ram or Allah or Guru Nanak or Jesus. We just give away the money and feel good after doing it, if really. But when it comes to someone who aggravates us in the name of dharma, we just get up and hold sword or gun to kill each other. At that point of time do we remember that we are surviving not only because of the well wishes of our own religion mates but also because of the good wishes of other religion for which we have donated, intentionally or unintentionally.
We must have to thank these baggers or bahurupiya who comes to us to teach that its only the name which is different otherwise every dharma gives us a momentary pleasure when we donate, irrespective of the names. We must have to thank them for creating a kind of satisfaction in us as there are lot of people up above the sky who is blessing us and keeping us moving.
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