Cataclyseismic

Fortunately, it wasn't Japan's fault. It was Earth's fault by default. Unfortunately, Japanese citizens had to pay a heavy price. And this scenario is witnessed from above the water. More horror lies within the surface with thousands still missing. Yes, we are talking about the latest tsunami-earthquake combo that was unleashed on a nation that holds nearly 2% of the planet’s human population and is the world’s third largest economy.

The stupefying pictures and videos posted on Internet and shown by our media depict scenes straight out of a multi-million special-effects-filled Hollywood movie. The only problem being this time it was for real. Living beings, both marine and terrestrial, were affected and in most cases, fatally. When you are alive in an era constituting of such cruel events, you’re bound to have infinite questions in your dumb head.

What is the purpose of living like termites? Why is death more mysterious than J.M. Coetzee? Does God believe in Karma? Were the Mayans really that good with math? Did Aryabhatta have any liaison with them? Are we approaching Judgment Day faster than planned? What is the dress code for that once-in-a-deathtime occasion? Did Steve Jobs spread the ‘world-will-end-in-2012’ rumour so as to sell off his iPads? Will religion save our corrupt colourless soul? What the fuck am I doing writing (reading, in your case) this tripe? And many more such ineffectual doubts.

The worst part is you can’t throw a careless joke and feel wise about such catastrophe. This is no TV show or political gimmick. Real people are dying here. People die in wars too but wars don’t involve God. God is just an imaginary spectator on bloodsheddy battlefields. Here, God is like an active stockholder provided he cares to exist. But still you don’t give up. You just don’t want to lurch in a jocular fix. Otherwise, you’ll start sounding serious and destroy whatever is left of insanity. You come up with weird theories. For instance, earthquakes prove that there is life beneath us and every once in a while, they like to party. Or that God loves Twitter for he never fails to provide the unemployed ones with topics to discuss with the employed ones (who then themselves don’t work much!). Anyway, Twitter is to conversation what bonsai is to trees. Fair enough.

On a serious note, whenever some thing like this happens, instead of making God feel guilty, we pray and make him arrogant. People go ballistic with emotions and almost get close to invoke God and convince him to sign up for Social Media. We’ve got to understand that it doesn’t make any difference. Our so-called concerns are as significant as the letter 't' in the word tsunami. You see, it’s like asking a burglar to undo the theft. The praying lot are the most hypocritical, I must add. They are aware but still they do it as it relieves them of guilt associated with life and luck. The unpraying tribe simply marvel at the extent of our Creator’s inability to summon a less painful design. Moreover, if this disaster was a prologue to the play called Armageddon, I’d be very disappointed in the director named God.

My respect for Japanese people has increased a thousand fold for their sheer resilience. They keep their chin up and try to get on with life with discipline despite impossibilities surrounding them. History has it that they are the only ones to face atom bombs. By their record, they’ll emerge soon. Hopefully, much stronger than before. Of course, we ain't talking about the deads here.