An atheist's take on religion

From the dawn of civilization, if there has been one thing which has molded and shaped the destiny of countless human beings, which has caused wars, ravaged kingdoms, blinded generations and persisted till date despite its futile nature, it is RELIGION.
Religion paints a beautiful picture of CREATION (which is distinctly remote to truth) and simplifies the entire process by neglecting Science in a haughty and superior manner. Falling to such baloney was understandable in the medieval ages but do we see men of this modern world, where knowledge is expanding beyond horizons, clamoring for such religious gibberish?
What has bamboozled them to such an extent? What is so hallowed about these scriptures? Is it the tales of miracles which awe them? When you lie there on the bed, with a dreadful disease, which makes you howl and wither and cry in pain, none of your Gods will come and heal you, your prophets and priests and saints and sages will do no more than pacify you with promises about Heaven. Science and medicine is that which will cure you and treat your appalling disease as if it were no more than a pestering mosquito which needs to be squashed
We have been told that we are given a free will but we are also condemned to suffer for the original sin(s) committed by our supposed ancestors. Is this a fair choice? It appears more like a game of loaded die. “You are given a free will but the natural inclinations of your mind will be towards evil.” What kind of sanctification is this? Or does GOD want you to shut your mind and follow Him like a herd.
“When you put fences around people, you get sheep.” And a mere sheep can be of exploit to no one save the men who read aloud the dogmas they formulate according to their own will and put a stamp of divinity on it to make it ever-abiding.
What proof do we have of the truthfulness of claims made by the priests? What proof that God Himself gave Moses the Ten Commandments? Are historical recordings a proof? The history of religions speaks of nothing more than bloodthirsty crusades and treacherous plots with hideous manipulations.
We cling to the teachings of other men because somewhere along the line we commit treason and besmirch our self-image. This makes us distrust our mind and turn to others, not knowing that they are parasites themselves. Where do we ask forgiveness? A moment lost cannot be regained; a man killed cannot be brought back, no matter how much we cry, no matter how much ash we daub on our body.
What kind of heaven does religion want us to crave for? Is it a place where people just bask and fool around and sing songs in praise of the Almighty? Is our God so snobbish?
This is no heaven. Heaven is a place where you struggle uphill, beleaguered, where the streams of knowledge run free, where the light of erudition conquers the darkness of ignorance. Heaven is right here, under our feet.
God wants us to proceed logically (Math is the language that Nature speaks). Even if He exists, He would be more exultant to see you IGNORE HIS PRESENCE until you have found a proper scientific reason of His acknowledgement, than follow the religious wretches blindly.

Going for it

“See the thing is, I care very much about aviation. It has been the great joy of my life, that’s why I put my own money into it and I’ve lost millions, senator and I’ll go on losing millions, it’s just – what I do.”

Howard Hughes, The Aviator.

There is this friend of mine who is crazy about photography. Take him to a trip and he’ll go bananas over shooting pictures. You just can’t stop him. It’s a mania with him. He’ll hound places that you would never care to stop by and go on clicking his camera furiously. He eats drinks and sleeps photography. His life revolves around it.

Now, most of our grown ups wrinkle their nose and waggle their thumbs at this character and hasten to shrink away from him. Some of us even laugh at him and mock him, making him a subject of classroom cackles.

However, when I visited his room one day, I saw him staring solemnly at a desk covered with his photographs. It was dusk and the retreating sunlight was dancing on his magical face. Somehow, it didn’t seem so funny then. I realized that he was the only person I knew who was truly and fully happy with his life. And he didn’t give a shit to what I thought!

Now all of us – whether we are successful or failures in this frivolous rat race of regular life – all of us have something precious within.

It may be automobiles or electronics or journalism. It may be singing or strategizing or scuba-diving. It may be anything.

When we close our eyes and think – really think about the happiest moments of our lives – we would never remember that endless parade of birthday parties or discotheques or shopping malls. Pleasure has never brought happiness, and never will. We may remember the competition we won, or a painting we drew or a book we read, because happiness invariably involves pain – and victory.

So do we go for it? Do we follow our dreams and step out of this mad rush of collecting trophies and praise and approval from those around? Do we live our entire lives doing what we really love to do or do we condemn ourselves to a life made of forceful torture. The choice is ours and ours alone.

Taking a new road is exciting but it is also mysterious; it’s adventurous but at the same time it’s unknown and most certainly difficult.

You have to ''loose a ground without gaining another and you may not know the way''. Yet, you know this, that there will be inches of heavenly joy when you do what you love to do and in those inches you will live your entire life.

No one created history following the footsteps of others. It simply isn’t done that way. ''A ship is always safe in the harbor but that’s not what a ship is built for.''

And what do we leave our dreams for anyway. By the time we reach 12^th class, we realize that 7^th class grades meant nothing. By the time we reach college, we realize that school grades meant nothing. When we work, we sigh that college grades don’t matter. And when we turn 60, we moan that our life didn’t matter.

So, if you really want to taste happiness and peace and if you really want to understand the power of a human being and the beauty of this life and the charm of living in this mind boggling universe – if you really want to come closer to God and make the most of this one shot of life that you’ve got then rise and shed away your fetters – and go for your dreams.

And having once started, never stop, whatever temptations be there on the way, never give up, just march on and on singing the eternal lines of Robert Frost as you march along,

“The woods are shadowy, dark and deep

But I have promises to keep

And miles to go – miles to go before I sleep.”