It’s very confusing. Stories of alleged Pakistani spies appear on the front page with details of how India and Pakistan talk yet again, putting the boiling pots on the backburner and getting on with immediately do-able agendas. It takes one back to what HH Kanchi said back in 1997 about Babri Masjid: “Yes, Hindus broke it. Yes, Muslims broke many things before that. But we have to put it all behind and move on, that’s the only way.”
Multiple realities. That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? So, the solution obviously lies in creating an interface where both realities interact in a good way. Think of two circles that overlap at one side. In the oval created by their overlap is the middle ground, the shared reality. The space outside the overlap is ‘own’ space. You could call these two circles ‘Hindu’ and ‘Muslim’ circles. The overlap could be called the ‘mainstream’ and the areas outside it are separate socio-cultural-religious areas.
Actually, this abstraction applies to the man-woman relationship too. The overlap is the shared areas of their lives as a couple: bed, breakfast, mortgage, kids, parents, parties, vacations and festivals. But the bits that don’t overlap are their individual lives — close friends, work, the tastes that make them two individuals on the surface, and certainly in their separate inner lives. Multiple realities, surely? Or is it one Reality that has different expressions at the same time?
Bring this deeper into our own lives. On the surface, we never cease doing, touching, tasting, yet uneasy as hell inside. Where is the Reality of the ‘Self’ promised by scriptures? One lyrical, haunting image is in the Mundaka Upanishad, which is a very important Upanishad for India because our national motto, ‘Satyameva Jayate’ is taken from one of its mantras: ‘Satyameva jayate naanrutam satyena pantha vitato devayaanah’ (MU 3:6). “Truth alone conquers, not falsehood; by Truth is laid out the path leading to the gods.”
The image that sustains the concept of multiple realities occurs in MU 3:1 — “Two birds, close companions, cling to the same tree. One eats the sweet fruit, the other looks on without eating. It is the human soul that sits eating, but unhappy; when it sees the other bird, the Lord, it realizes its own greatness and no longer feels sorrow.” The soul, of course, is the Jivatma, the bird that eats its fill of the ‘fruit’ of the tree of life but nevertheless feels sad, while the other bird that watches is God, the Paramatma. The act of recognition, when the individual soul connects with God is the beginning of happiness, say the seers. Both Hindus and Muslims define God as Truth. May Truth conquer.