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Hope & Heaven

'Somebody asked him, what is your drug, He said "Hope", the most addictive of them all'

I came across this quote while going through some Instagram feed. And it's true, isn't it? We all are addicted to this thing called 'Hope'. And that's when I decided to give this a little thought. Here it goes.

I believe, when humans evolved over a period, and while evolving physically, our brains got evolved too. And then we started to think, and that was the biggest achievement of mankind. The ability to think, makes us different from all the other living species on this planet.

But like every good thing comes with a bad thing, this too, had it's own disadvantages. Thinking gives us capability to solve our problems, but then there are some problems which we cannot solve, and that's the trouble. Whenever we come across a problem we cannot solve, our thinking hit a roadblock, and that's when we feel sad, lost and at times depressed as well.

I'm sure, people from ancient period, too, came across this similar problem. And The Smartest among those people came up with the concept of Hope. The ability to think that the problems would be solved in some point in future, if we keep trying. Now, this is very smart concept, let me explain why.

In present, we have a problem, and this problem is keeping us feeling bad, but then we read some article about hope, or watch a motivational video, or some inspirational quote somewhere. This causes us to believe that in future the problem will be solved, and then we see how happy we would be after solving the issue, and this very thought of being happy in future, makes us happy in present. 

And this borrowed happiness, many people use in constructive ways, and actually solve the problems at the hand. And that's how hope worked, for generation after generation.

The Smartest people saw the potential of the concept, and they gave this even more thought. And they created Heavens. They started telling people that if you do good things your entire life, you would be rewarded after your death. Does it make any sense? Of course not, nobody knows what happens after death, but the beauty of the concept is it gives a Hope to everyone.

And The Smartest people knew that everyone would believe in this, cause the Heavens were the places where we would get eternal happiness, and it is impossible to not have the desire to get it. It gave people the borrowed happiness during the times of struggle, hunger, wars, and other terrible things happening around. And yet people kept doing good things, in a Hope to reach the Heavens.

But this process lost it's meaning over a time. The definition of doing goodness changed to following the god blindly, by doing Karma-kand(Materialistic stuff carried in all religious places), and that's just sad.

But all things aside, the the ability to borrow happiness from the future is still with us, called Hope. And I really hope that, we would use this ability to good things, rather than planning to book our seats in heavens.
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