.png "What is the art of Being Human: How to Understand Human Nature?")
Every day, I see in this world all kinds of attacks,
People of the world are suffering today, and mutual love is being lost.
People are becoming selfish, and the inferiority complex is increasing in people.
Slowly, the feeling of being a true human is being lost in people.
People today just want to live, but they don't ask why they want to live.
People today just want to see themselves as victorious,
But why do they want to see themselves as victorious?
People have joined a blind race, just running aimlessly for a directionless purpose,
In such a world, who has adopted the art of being human?
In the world, I have seen all kinds of people, tested all kinds of people's talks,
In this world full of diversity, people are running their own talks.
Everyone has imposed their own will; whoever wanted what, they wanted to do that.
Everyone became the master of their own will,
Why doesn't anyone want to become a true human for the world!!!!
In this merciless world, how far to run, running and running, how far to stop when tired,
People are working tirelessly, and no one shows mercy.
The feeling is increasing; no one loves,
Everyone is engaged in competition, who leaves whom behind,
Difficulties in the world are increasing; no one looks back.
The world is engaged in competition, who is the true human here???
People today are becoming humans only in name; their minds are becoming empty of humanity,
Distances between humans and humans are increasing,
And people are becoming empty of compassion and love.
The chasm of hearts is only widening, and people are becoming empty of humanity.
Humans' minds are filled with cunning; no one is peaceful,
Everyone is suffering in the poison of ignorance and ego.
Someone struggling with tough struggles, someone has made such a mind,
Someone defeats while fighting, someone acquires the art of victory.
Someone faced dangers, someone endured life's risks.
Becoming a true human is not easy; perhaps hardly anyone has faced the truth,
Valuing life's risks, perhaps hardly anyone has acquired the art of becoming human.
I have seen in the world of selfishness the race of selfishness; there is chaos in the race.
Who leaves whom behind, running around in the hustle and bustle everywhere,
Those who have passed through tough struggles, who have found the meaning of living,
Who has seen themselves apart from the crowd?
Who wanted to say something different,
Such a human who wanted to be, who has acquired the art of becoming human here?
Someone who didn't lose consciousness while struggling in life,
Who didn't get lost in the crowd of people,
Whose resolve didn't break, who remained unbroken in strong determination,
Who didn't lose after defeat, whose sorrow couldn't break,
Those whose morale is unbreakable, who didn't stop in the struggle,
Who didn't get tired while working, who has made such a victorious mindset?
Someone struggling in life's struggles, someone who understands the value of life,
Someone staked on victory, someone played the game smiling,
Someone took joy in every moment of life, someone walked on life's principles,
Someone took harsh vows in life, someone gave moves of victory in life.
Life is a playground, and in this field, perhaps hardly anyone plays.
Whom life's chains couldn't bind, who showed themselves simple despite being priceless,
Who showed fighting even when trampled, in whom the courage to fight is ingrained deeply,
Who walk with agility, for whose path people sigh in waiting,
Such a human who became? I saw in the entire world, who became that player here?
Who in the world of selfishness didn't swell with joy, who served selflessly,
Who sees everyone with one gaze, who loved the world like that,
Who never expected fruit, who kept working continuously?
Who adorned their destiny with their own hands, who reaped rewards in the account of karma,
Such a human who became, I search in the city of men,
Who has known the art of becoming such a human??
Who didn't get lost in the world's busyness, who found themselves by carving,
Who adorned themselves beautifully, who increased the world's pace,
Who adopted wisdom thoughtfully, who made efforts to give coolness to the world,
Who loved the enemy, who became support for the defeated,
Who staked on the game of knowledge, who became human?
Who have acquired the art of becoming human.
In the world, I saw thousands, lakhs of eyes, who found lotus eyes,
Who speaks truth, and true words, who says such words,
Who says true words, whose mind is always high, who always has a cheerful mind,
Who do simplicity limitlessly, whose mantra in contemplation is one,
Has such a person emerged in the world? Who has acquired the art of becoming human??
In the world, there are lakhs, crores of people who give knowledge to whom,
Whose is priceless knowledge, who showered knowledge of love,
Who gave priceless knowledge to the world, who irrigated the world with the voice of love,
Such a great human who became? My search continues,
In the crowd of lakhs, who gives me that priceless knowledge, such a rare human who became??
Who hoisted the flag of victory in the world? Who claimed victory?
Who won themselves here? Who gave the mantra of victory?
Who made human life immortal? Who wrote the definition of victory?
Who became immortal in history? I give such thought,
That immortal great human who became? My search continues,
Who has acquired the art of becoming such a great human?"
1. Erosion of Human Values:-
In today's world, various attacks and sufferings plague humanity, leading to a profound loss of mutual love and empathy. People are increasingly becoming selfish, harboring base emotions that erode the essence of true humanity. The poem highlights how individuals prioritize mere survival without questioning its purpose, focusing only on personal victories without introspection. This blind pursuit diminishes the collective spirit, replacing compassion with isolation. As base feelings grow, the genuine feeling of being human fades slowly. The world witnesses a rise in cunningness, ignorance, and arrogance, leaving hearts empty of humanity. Distances between people widen, fostering a void where compassion and love once thrived, ultimately questioning the survival of authentic human connections.
People are entangled in a directionless race, running endlessly for undefined goals, without pausing to reflect on why they live or seek victory. The poem describes this as a blind competition where everyone strives to outpace others, ignoring the deeper meaning of existence. In this merciless arena, jealousy surges while love diminishes, and no one extends mercy to the exhausted. Difficulties mount, yet no one looks back to help. Engaged in rivalry, individuals exhaust themselves, fostering a world where true humans are rare. This unending chase highlights the absence of purpose, turning life into a hollow pursuit where winning overshadows the art of humane living.
3. Diversity and Self-Centered Will:-
The world is filled with diverse people, each asserting their own will and narratives, yet failing to embrace true humanity for the greater good. The poem observes how individuals become masters of their desires, doing as they please without considering the world's needs. Amid this variety, self-interest reigns, preventing anyone from becoming a genuine human. Everyone exercises personal freedom, but the call to be selfless remains unanswered. In a society brimming with different talks and actions, the essence of unity and compassion is lost. This self-willed existence questions why no one aspires to be a true human, emphasizing the gap between individual liberty and collective empathy.
4. Challenges in Becoming a True Human:-
Becoming a true human is no easy feat, involving fierce struggles, facing dangers, and enduring life's risks. The poem portrays how some battle through hardships, defeating obstacles to attain the art of victory, while others falter. It stresses that truth-facing and risk-taking are rare, as most avoid the path to genuine humanity. In a selfish world raging with races, those who pass through tough struggles discover life's meanings and stand apart from the crowd. Yet, cunning minds and poisonous emotions like ignorance prevail, making peace elusive. The journey demands resilience against sorrow and unbreakable morale, but few embrace this challenging art of human evolution.
True humans possess unbreakable resolve, not losing their senses amid life's battles or crowds. The poem celebrates those whose resolutions remain firm, intentions strong, and morale unshaken even in defeat. They do not tire in work, crafting a mentality of victory through persistent effort. Enjoying every moment, adhering to principles, and taking oaths, they treat life as a playful field where few truly engage. Unbound by life's chains, they show simplicity despite being priceless, fighting with brimful courage. Such agility and anticipation in their paths mark them as jugglers who conquer self and circumstances, embodying the essence of triumphant living.
In a selfish world, rare humans serve selflessly, containing joy without expectation of fruits, shaping destiny through karma. The poem searches for those who love universally, viewing all equally, and irrigate the world with love's voice. They carve themselves wisely, adorning with beauty, accelerating progress, and offering coolness. Loving enemies, supporting the defeated, and staking on knowledge, they speak truth with high, cheerful minds clad in simplicity. Giving priceless knowledge and love, they hoist victory flags, conquering self and writing immortal definitions. In history's annals, such great humans remain immortal, their search continuing as exemplars of the art of humanity.
Conclusion:-
The poem profoundly laments the decay of human essence in a competitive, selfish world, while yearning for rare souls who embody true virtues. It underscores that amid blind races and eroded values, becoming human demands resilience, selflessness, and wisdom—qualities few attain. Through struggles, unbreakable spirit, and principled living, exemplary individuals shape destinies, love unconditionally, and achieve immortal victory. Yet, the search persists in crowded societies for those who speak truth, shower knowledge, and foster unity. Ultimately, it calls for introspection: in this merciless arena, who will master the art of humanity? Embracing these ideals could restore love, purpose, and genuine connections, transforming the world into a compassionate haven.
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