The Divine Meter

Dealing with pain is one of the hardest things in the world. While physical pain does have remedies – pain… when emotional, is certainly, one of the most difficult challenges ever faced by modern man & woman.

A very famous and wise person had once quoted “No one will ever understand you unless they go through the same pain”. This is perhaps, one of the simplest, and yet, most understated quotes every said. When we look around us, we see that everybody – man or woman is in some kind of emotional upheaval. Sure, the intensity may differ – while for some it may be a minor itch, for others, it feels like an abyss from which there is no return.

But it is there. Look at the quiet bespectacled girl quietly typing away at her desk. To you, she may seem the epitome of stolidity. However, deep inside she may be suffering from loneliness, an unhappy marriage, in-law troubles, or low self esteem which is unaided by the fact that her husband is having an affair. Your friend’s boss – about whose bitchiness your friend can never stop complaining – might be suffering from the pain caused by a rebellious child who has taken to bad company and whose grades are slipping each day. The fact that she also has to work for the sake of her own career not only gives her a headache, but also sends her on guilt trips.

So how do people cope with pain? For some who are lucky – family and friends offer a solid support and relief. Talking things out with those who understand you and love you – no matter what – can be like the nectar of life. Some others are equipped with the god given gift of compartmentalization. Such people lock away their pain in a little box at the back of their mind, and instead devote themselves wholly to other outlets – such as work or exercise.

The rest of us, who are not as lucky or as good at compartmentalization, go through trauma. No matter how hard we try, pain keeps attacking us over and over again – like a sadist who waits for his victim to recover a bit. Just when he starts to believe that the torture might be over – the sadist gives yet another round of agony. Pangs of pain – gut wrenching, stomach clinching, mind numbing, and heart snagging emotions - attack us when we are least expecting it. It could after a spa session, while waiting for the train, after lunch time, after a few drinks, between just waking to the point of being completely awake. And when it hits – we feel powerless. Hopeless. We feel like drowning victims who after a point of struggling futilely, realize that it’s better to just accept the situation and let the water take us under.

I am trying an experiment these days to deal with tough situations. I have accepted that life cannot be perfect – that there will always be ups and downs. Instead of viewing it as a sadist hell bent on torture, I view such pain causing events as a divine emotional rating meter. Just like seasons – a scorching summer is the only way people can truly appreciate the value of torrential rains. Thus, if we couldn’t ever feel pain, maybe we would never truly be able to appreciate the value of true happiness. So, I thank god with all my heart. Giving us pain is probably his way of reminding us that good things in life – like family, best friends, solitude, sound health, love – are truly divine gifts, and should be appreciated from the bottom of the heart. And so, with the knowledge that feeling pain is an indication – a preparation to be able to appreciate wonderful things in life, I rest down my pen.