It has been barely a week since the legendary Sunita Williams, who had to stay in the space station for nine months, returned to the lap of the Earth. In the blue sky, Sunita, the pride of India, must have thought a lot about the colour and meaning of life and love. However, the attitude of fair and dark, a human creation, is destroying that pride. It is not easy to forget that some ill-minded people had mocked the proud President of India. Chief Secretary Saradha Muraleedharan had described the insults in the name of colour she faced and overcame the other day. What she described is something that hurts the conscience of the community. She indicated that most of the comparisons with her husband and former Chief Secretary V Venu were based on colour and that she had become used to it after hearing it a lot.
Those who have sown poisonous seeds in the atmosphere of a family that is enamoured and delighted with the colour of love are pure ignoramuses with modern attire and charms. Those who are closely associated with society will understand that the number of these people is not small at all. Although the universe of colours is immense, everything is contained in seven colours. Those seven colours contain both the rainbow and white. Our days are a combination of black and white. When it is day in one part of the earth, it is night in the other. Neither nature nor God makes a difference in colour. The Vedas or the Puranas do not assign any special greatness to any colour. The colour classifications are only the illusions and feelings that arise when the wheel of time turns. Some systems and thoughts affected by the cataract of ignorance are what have created and prescribed the high and low values of fair and dark. Those who nurtured untouchability and immorality mixed that high and low value in colours too. Even though great sages and teachers have taught humanity that all humans are one and that the colour of love is the same everywhere and always, discrimination based on colour persists in many parts of the world, knowingly and unknowingly.
The victims of this cruel and unnatural attitude are the pure and innocent people. Sarada Muralidharan recalls her own childhood when she asked her mother at the age of four, "Will you take me back to your womb and rebirth me as a beautiful fair baby?" How many children must have thought this way? Must have asked their own minds and society? Society has always been completely indifferent to such crucial questions. The number of people who find pleasure in mocking or hurting others, even in small ways, is never small. Some people who go to see a newborn with love pay attention to the colour of the baby first. It is not uncommon for those who come with wedding plans to pay attention to the colour of the bride and bargain over it, causing mental anguish to her and her relatives. It is surprising that even those who pride themselves on being educated and broad-hearted are among these colour-hunters.
Sree Narayana Guru's short poem 'Pindanandi' praises the precious gift given in the womb by nature and God. The colour, qualities, and achievements one receives at birth are a gift from God. It is the duty of a human being to live with pride in them and enjoy their lives. To despise the colour of the external body is truly blasphemy. The attitude of not being able to see fellow beings as brothers and sisters, despite the advancement of science and society, is primitive. Poonthanam's Jnanappana reminds us of what those who are now proud of the appearance and splendour of their external bodies will become in their next birth. It is not the colour of the skin that needs to be understood, but the meaning of love and consciousness. That is true progress and renaissance. Those who do not understand this truth are only insects in human form who feed on the happiness of others.