Randomness
Randomness is the law of nature.
Lightning strikes due to natural causes; doesn’t know who is being struck or
what is underneath. But why am I underneath? Who or what caused it: God, fate,
my sins, my deeds or none of the above? As for my deeds, I prayed; gave
charity; helped a few old ladies carry their groceries; smiled at a few beauties.
True, I slipped a little on the morality floor. But one who was not struck
wasn’t even a believer. His morality world wasn’t even a familiar one; was
beyond the scope of the scripture. So, why me is a question that lingers
eternally in the consciousness and is disowned both by science and religion.
Neither Professor Jinglestein nor Maulana Pandhazari is able to answer the
question.
Scientific reality is part deterministic
part random. Religion is all destiny but it seems to me that my destiny is
thoroughly randomized. So what am I to do? Shall I abandon faith, morality, civility,
prayer and worship? Nay! I can’t. All these are woven into my psyche. In
removing them I tear my personality into pieces. Faith creates a mysterious
entity called hope. Hope keeps me away from despair and eventual insanity.
I follow a warped path in space. The
unevenness is caused not just by my journey but by several others who trample
on it and create the fate I face. We are all in it together: the king and the
popper, the saint and the sinner. I was born to suffer life and endure
randomness. My existence is randomized but I don’t know who is “throwing dice”,
if not God who?
Waheeduddin Ahmed
September 11, 2014
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