शुक्रवार, 4 अप्रैल 2025

WEAVED ENDLESSLY - MAN AND THE SEA

 

                


He stands there.

As the waves  rise , roar and die.

The solitary nerve in his heart comes alive;

He breathes fresh again , accomplishes fulfilment,

With  contentment, Aroused  from the acknowledgement.

 

In agony and ecstasy ,

It was by his side ;

Conforming to his smiles and tears

Joys and fears.

Ever observing the expansion and contraction of his,

wrinkle-less  and wrinkled face.

Weaved endlessly – Man and the Sea.   

 

The sea valued him , cut him to size , cursed him , loved him too. Never was indifferent. It saw his father and his children. The introvert land loving father and his emancipated ,extrovert children . Children of joy and fun – modern mariners of intellect and enterprise . With the zeal like Jesuits they broached to seek beyond the horizon . It became theatre for flexing of muscles for Philips, Nelsons and Napoleons. The pedagogues brought it to the classrooms and demagogues flourished on in it more. On its waves rode religion and politics , Christ and faith , cotton, silver , Gold and slaves.

 

Mankind  dreaded this ever restless  blue mass of liquid called  the sea, which became a stage for projection of power and glory. However, each morning and evening people of various age , colour, views and station,  come close to it to add a look to many a look, for new features to appear . The old and senior  cherish it as a record of their no longer potency , and the young would seek a new identification . It is a shrine for lovers and for lovers no more. For one explores its serenity and calmness far from the organic pollution , settled on a well behaved stoic rock with sea as an interpreter communicating in silence. For those in forlorn state it provides a shoulder to lean on to   in its anger, sombreness, rumbling and grumbling which meets their hearts. The breaking and tossing of shingles and pebbles reflecting their inner chaos . They take solace in understanding that there is one who understands them. The connoisseurs of literature , Art and aesthetics delight themselves by tapping the dusk and the dawn . Concentrating on pink against the horizon , musing in its making and breaking of form.

 It demonstrated all shades of mood which the humanity possesses . The intensity of feelings which the society has imbibed through the ages. The fear of the new moon night . The child like joy  , innocence , freshness and purity. The virgin quality of its glass like stillness. The  scream of a hysterical woman in it cyclonic waves. The naughty youth like presence of the white horses. Its chameleonic  and coquettish behaviour; every thing.

 

The sea contains immense wealth  and is recorded in Indian ancient Puranic stories . ‘Samudra Manthan’ was executed by the ‘Devs and Asurs’  to explore the untapped reserve of the ocean. It was a collective effort of churning the Sea! It implies that the entire Nation has to work together to seek wealth. The churning produced numerous precious objects and  divine beings - such as ‘Kaustubha-precious jewel’, ‘Airawat elephant’, ‘Ucchoshrava horse’ , ‘ Dhanwantri the Vaidya’ , ‘ Kamdhenu Cow’ , ‘Varuni- Goddess of wine ’,   ‘Lakshmi -Godess of wealth’, ‘ Halahal - poison’ , ‘ Apsaras- Rambha and Menaka’ . ‘ Kalpavriksha’ -Divine tree’, ‘ Panchjanya- Divine Conch’   etc and finally ‘Amrit’ was discovered which created a feud between ‘Devs and Asurs’ which persists till date ! The contesting claims and conflicts and quest for fair distribution of wealth among and within Nations . There are numerous symbols and motifs embedded in this story related in ‘Vishnu Purana’ . The residence of Lord Vishnu is in ‘Kshire Sagar – Ocean of Milk’  with his wife Goddess Lakshmi  and is lying on the ‘Shesh Nag- the serpant’. And,  indeed the wealth of the Nations and the World is located in coastal cities by the sea be it Mumbai in India or Shanghai in China or New York in US. It is believed that once our earth was embedded in sea and has emerged from there. Lord Shiva has kept the poison churned out from the sea , safe in his neck . The ‘Nuclear Button’ is safe and secure with him and he controls it- ‘God of Destruction’!  We ascertain that  Divine beings , Humans, Animals, Plants and Material wealth was  the result of churning  representing the entire creation!

 

Though Space is the new frontier of exploration the Sea remains primary arena of control by powerful Nations. India protects its interests in The Indian Ocean , Arabian Sea and Bay of Bengal and the entire coast line which skirts  the Seas. China is asserting its presence in Indian Ocean waters by strengthening its Nuclear submarines numbers .  The United States has no intention to dilute its presence world over through seas and various Fleets.   

 

  The Sea  has been there , it will be there. Man has been here, he will be here . Both unavoidable , omnipresent . With the world hidden in its womb , Sea remains infallible , insuperable, incorrigible . It allows no one to tame it .  It beckons men of understanding , patience , tolerance , perseverance , fortitude and wisdom . Remains the symbol of man’s infinite search for Truth , of eternal flux of time that will never stop , of the final equilibrium that will never be achieved .  And ,  the endeavour which will never cease.