I love the smell of the morning air and the quiet that allows the chirping of the birds to filter through. A morning walk is the best way to start the day “they” say. Exercising in the morning is good for the body’s metabolism, makes you feel happy and energised, and ensures that you’ve got the exercise you need before you get busy with your daily chores. However, over the last few years, I return home after my morning walk, very disturbed by some of the sights around the neighbourhood.
Statues and pictures of Gods and Goddesses, lie abandoned under trees and in garbage piles. Some are just like new, in tip top condition while others are a bit weathered. Some have obviously got damaged after they were thrown to the mercy of the elements. This happens through the year, but seems to peak after the festival season, post Diwali.
I always ask myself the same question: What goes on in peoples’ minds when they throw away these beautiful statues and pictures – things that have been a part of their lives, family and home? Gods whom they worshipped for days now lie on the side of the road among other bags of garbage, thrown like broken toys. This is a tough pill for anyone with faith to swallow. I can’t imagine doing the same things with the remains of our loved ones who have passed on. Is our God any different?
While I do realise that these statues and pictures are merely a representation of the power we believe to be above us all, we still go out to buy them. We use them for decoration in our homes and temples. We use them as an opportunity to show respect to God, garlanding and worshipping them, touching their feet, asking them to bless us. Sometimes I wonder if people think that they lose their power in any way after the rituals are over or they become old.
In the tradition practised in North India, old or broken statues are deposited near a flowing water source and they disintegrate becoming one with the earth. However this is something that can be done only if the statues are ecofriendly. These days we can’t really be sure of the material and the paints. Moreover, we have reached a stage when we should be minimising what we discard, for the sake of the environment.
I’ve seen many good citizens who share the same concerns as I do. Some of them buy statues made of natural materials and then bury them in soil, which is quick and respectful. There are others who rescue the abandoned statues from the roads, cleaning and fixing them to be used as show pieces. Most of the picture frames that are thrown can be reused.
I have now totally stopped buying new statues. I enjoy cleaning and worshipping the ones that I already have, and trust me, it doesn’t make any difference. I hope that many more will think about doing the same. And having expressed my pain, I hope my morning walks will be less disturbing.