Disparagement only aggravates a problem. Yet, in the midst of the world’s despair, I am growing increasingly contemptuous about my profession- journalism, despite having pursued it for 5 years with considerable fascination and relative success.
In fact, I am becoming sarcastic about many other professions as well- and candidly, their common underpinning. Our education system is supposed to land us in professions of our choice, help us achieve our most treasured goals, and give many of us a tremendous sense of contentment. However, the system- and our wider society- seems to be prearranged in such a way that all it lectures us is to attain and rejoice personal prominence in life.
The only thing my parents will take pride in about me is my achievements measured by position, fame and fortune-not on how much I will contribute to the actual uplifting of society. Virtually all parents around the world seem to share this approach. I am fervent believer in the power of positive thinking, but such an attitude can lack essence in the absence of an understanding of the squalid realities of life. Disparagement born out of such acknowledgement could actually help cultivate a positive outlook. I would like to believe that my disparagement is corded with a constructive approach to the paradoxes of our times.
Never in history has the world had so many excellent educational and professional institutions. At no other time has humanity been endowed with so many scientific facilities. Why, then, is the world failing on the most vital issues of our times, such as protecting the environment, strengthening global security and reducing the rich-poor gap? Shoddier, the to-do list is mounting longer.
The Geo-4 report proffers some severe warning about how forthcoming generations will suffer if we do not take action in time. The spread of terrorisms and conflicts attached with the lack of basic food and water have led to a heightened sense of global timidity. The gap between the rich and the poor has never been so spacious.
According to one of the most inclusive surveys conducted by the United Nations University of the distribution of personal wealth, the top one per cent of the world’s population accounts for about 40 per cent of the planet’s total net worth. The bottom half possess just 1.1 per cent.
This ominous scenario forces me to speculate whether I have any reason to be pleased about what I do on my profession. If the “power of words” which might help me achieves my professional and financial aspirations can make this world a better place.
There has been no deficiency of superior words in the history of mankind. The Vedas, the Geeta, the Bible, the Koran are full of thoughts; bookshops are mounded with volumes upon volumes of superior words from the most erudite academicians to mundane practitioners like me. However, these have only made the world better for the better off and apparently worse for the worse off.
This growing disparagement towards the power of words has led me somehow to an elevated veracity. The only approach to make the world a better place is through the nurturing of wisdom, not knowledge upon which society drifts to assess an individual’s triumph. The true mechanisms of social change are people with wisdom rather than those with knowledge.
Wisdom performs but knowledge sermonizes. Wisdom unites but knowledge segregates. The combination of the two would be thoughts, but, regrettably, knowledge dictates our way of thinking. All spars, differences, hostilities and prejudices result from a lack of wisdom.
I got chances to go through a book, Giving: How Each of US Can Change the World, by the former US President, Bill Clinton. He cites to a black lady who supported her living by cleansing and ironing other people’s clothes. She gave US $ 150,000 to a university to fund a scholarship for African-American students in financial need.
As an alternative of people like her, regrettably, high flyers in the corridors of castles, supremacies and business continue to fascinate earthly humans like myself. It is in their world where the magnetism of the life sets and where we gaze for role mock-ups. People like the lady Clinton quotes are mentioned intermittently in discourses about ideals. But how many of us would actually chase her path?
Reasonably, not everyone can be a devoted like her. But if wisdom triumphed over knowledge, we could definitely make a difference, especially in a country like Nepal, where government institutions are futile and the onus of promoting public good lies profoundly on private individuals.
If every able individual surpassed the edge of narrow professional interest to help promote the public good, the world would undoubtedly be a better place. We don’t need great minds to do this. Each of us can do our tad in our own ways. One of the best ways is to promote culture of humanitarian, which will teach us to care about others. It will also help increase perceptive of human values, which will inspire us to fulfill our public duties with greater pledge.
Going through the book, the absurdity between model and act has assaulted my conscience. Should I pursue the usual path of knowledge, which has given me a so-called identity and material comforts, or should I trend the route of wisdom, the black lady chose? My heart lies on the second path, but I have not been able to eschew the first because of the intrinsic greed for acquirement of more knowledge and the additional power. Realization of this inherent human Achilles’ heel has prodded me towards conciliation, which I have termed ‘Realistic Benevolence’. Now, I have decided to contribute some amount of my earnings to those who really need help. So, my thought for contentment is my contribution, I suppose.