Masculine and Feminine

The first thing that hits the count, with these words is man and women, but it is more than that(not that I am going to bore you out of philosophical crap), it is something quite a  fundamental understanding which needs to be understood holistically. It is like A, B, C . . .

 Even at gross level, women give birth to a new life, which naturally make them more sensitive to life, and male person, certainly keeps pluming about survival and develops a certain capability to ensure sustenance.. . .

Before I describe about masculine and feminine, the nature of masculine and feminine has nothing to do with sexuality. Eg, a boy proposing a girl and gently taking care throughout life, very lively can be attributed to feminine nature of boy. Similarly A girl may simply be like “what do you mean exactly kind of” in that case we may label her more of masculine. These are not hard boundaries, anyone can flip from one to other, and actually most of us keep flipping.  Those who tell, you don’t or can’t change are telling utter nonsense, (except if they are talking out core innermost nature). . . .

Feminine in India, has been quite magnanimously represented by multitudes of forms, namely tender nature, energetic nature, and distasteful nature. . .  But the core essence of Feminine is “It recognizes life itself, feels the way through life. It doesn’t shy away at times to make complete fool of itself, but still feels through life. Emotions are not feminine nature alone, which is a huge misconception people have, emotion can be loud, emotion can be tender. Feminine nature in its crude form is feeling through life. You may be so damn idiot that in your own interplay of loud fearful or similar kind of emotion, you miss the life, that is not feminine, that is utter foolishness of unnecessary self-attention. It is not even about hallucination . . . Eg. Someone wrote beautiful philosophy that an ant is equal to human and all that crap that everything is same. Just see, even on gross level where we can clearly see it is not so. But it is to be sensitive enough to be bewildered by even an ant or simple rock or air, though understanding obvious practical reality of human as an evolved form than ant or non-living things. Feminine form has certain kind of exuberance, like a flower”

Masculine form deals with conquering kind of nature of Human being. It need not be for bad reasons alone, it is like developing certain kind of capability by use of scalpel to dissect and see. Eg. Even mastery in music to the point of precision is Masculine. Mastery in emotions, celebrations, is also masculine. Any kind of mastery at any level can be attributed to Masculine.

None can exist separate completely, there may be predominance of one at a particular phase.

But the tragedy of Masculine is that even though it may have conquered everything, it never feels through anything . . . It feels secluded, lifeless, at times question does come, I can conquer everything, but for what, I must be less conquering? A certain kind of incompleteness is experienced by Masculine. . .

Similar is the tragedy of feminine, that even though it feels through everything, a point comes when it feels “Why am I making such fool of myself, feeling/living life such awesome, but not developing powerful capabilities, I need to be less flowing?”

Balancing these two aspects of life is something very critical. I have seen in my own self both these aspects. At one end, competitive exams, qualifying in exams, getting AIR 280, always trying to perfect, quite a masculine quality, on other hand, extremely enthusiastic about even small small thing, take for example Janmastami celebrations, where we decorated Indian institute of science corridor, singing with heart opened (different from technically sound singing), usually get quite opened up, at times quite crazy, sometimes making complete fool of myself, quite a feminine quality.

I used to have concern, will we lose the beautiful aspects of Indian ways, where we could talk out openheartedly to people, because of excessive technical atmosphere in current world? If you come to India, and have been to traditional prosperous village, especially southern part, women here actually can talk out so, simply and frankly, that I personally feel envious and rather ashamed of losing touch of the soil. More grave concern is, Will we lose beautiful heartfelt prayers of millions of saints of a nation, who sung in glory of life, by simple stupid logical discourses . . . but by my experience of life, it appears that wherever someone experiences life more maturely, more inwardly, these beautiful forms will sprout out again, and about the change, all forms keep changing. Attaching yourself to a particular form, in a sense, thinking of it to live forever is fooling yourself. Problem is that, we haven’t matured our understanding of feminine, beyond dancing, playfulness, it is a certain kind of openness, certain sensitivity. . .

But if you start making yourself, less and less important in your own eyes, without unnecessary self-attention, trying to do the highest of what you can do, in terms of harmonious ideal that you see, than these definitions, these understandings will not mean much to you existentially, because limitations start receding as you make yourself smaller and smaller. And the perfection is seen in devotee who is truly devoid of self (Not the self-proclaiming, emotional maniacs, fear filled ones, fanatics, etc)

As you de-recognize yourself more and more, dis-identification with limitations, the more and more your life becomes intense . . . If you keep food as exception, that exception itself becomes main clause, so this is completely distancing yourself from all load of crap, logical or illogical gathered around you . . . This makes the intensity grow to such a pitch that you can’t even imagine, and in those moments of intensity, you realize finer and finer forms of masculine and feminine, and in moments, all differences vanishes in essence, . . .

It is my personal experience, that feminine is still evolved than masculine, in the ways people think, because people often think masculine as gross logical deduction way, which is not even masculine, it is foolishness, feminine in its utmost essence, dares to sensitize you to point, that you become receptive to life. . . . . Here also, most people have seen confused emotions, bitching girls, girls who use boys, or girls who need protection, or feminist ones as feminine, which it is not, it is certain fluidity, it is certain mouldable nature. . . . One who truly is sensitized by feminine, becomes masculine in terms of abilities to see things beyond the normal understanding, and one who becomes truly understanding, masculine, becomes sensitized by feminine, and so, the inseparability of the two grows as we move to subtler forms.

Being frank, passing through all betrayals, trusts, rewards, understandings,etc, the only thing I felt still loving, forever is only essence of colorless, formless(which strangely seeps in everything)  quite personally, to which I can completely give myself . . . :)

Anyways life comes with no guarantees, nothing is ensured. This is the trickiest part. Life can toss you in fraction of second. A Tsunami, or any death, or any breakdown, and you are finished. Nothing is sure. . . . The best you can do is to try and attempt to bring best of what you can, there is a risk you might be able to do nothing at all, there is a risk you might get stuck up in situations you didn’t expect, at moment you may feel, how much should I wait, nothing will happen, but assure yourself, that this is gestation time, and it will be over soon. .  . . . But in whatever situation, try to do the best of what you can, by bringing yourself first to sense of balance, and trying to do it enthusiastically, lively, making a fool of yourself occasionally, understanding the point that nothing like absolute perfection can exist, you can go from 1nano second to 1 picosecond, this is endless, but live life, the awesomest as you can, and yet realizing that despite all achievements or liveliness, you are not even a sand in front of fragrance of the soil, the root of life, that which is . . . J