Brave new world
The primary question that comes to my mind after reading this book is this: Is happiness my ultimate goal? (आनंद मिळवणे हाच माझ्या जीवनाचा उद्देश आहे का?)
How novel a future can a writer predict? How beautiful a world can a thinker imagine? How utopically dystopian a world can a forecaster predict? How lovingly cruel can society be? Aldous Huxley has portrayed it with great precision in his masterpiece novel Brave New World.
When I look around the world, I see a desire for happiness—relentless efforts to achieve it and even greater efforts to maintain it. At first glance, this pursuit seems natural. However, beneath this superficial desire lies a seemingly dark reality. The deeper question of self-realization we must ask ourselves is this: Do I desire happiness as my ultimate goal? Or should there be a higher purpose in life? Some greater meaning beyond mere happiness?
Don’t pain, struggle, love, compassion, meaning, and purpose hold significant value in our lives? Brave New World describes a future where people have embraced happiness as their ultimate purpose—a world so emotionally stagnant that the idea of motherhood is considered a relic of history, an unpleasant concept.
Society is structured into Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, and Epsilon classes based on social hierarchy. Each class is conditioned to accept its status and find happiness only within its assigned boundaries. Everyone is happy—doing no significant work, creating nothing new—just happy. That’s all.
And if there is pain or discomfort, people consume Soma, a magical drug that induces happiness. How convenient—life’s ultimate goal distilled into a small tablet, accessible anytime, anywhere, in any situation. No effort—happiness for free.
But this happiness comes with a dark price—the greatest sacrifice being freedom. Humanity was not just lost; it was made to forget freedom by the World Controllers. These rulers sought to impose order, while true freedom thrives in diversity, in change, in the beautiful chaos of life.
There was no freedom for art, for science, for love, for grief, or for struggle. Can we imagine such a world? Can we imagine being “happy” in a place where scientific experiments are forbidden, philosophy cannot be created, poetry cannot be written, mothers and wives cannot be loved, pain and sorrow for lost loved ones do not exist—where women are reduced to mere objects—where we cannot even choose which happiness we want and which we reject?
Let us ask ourselves—Is our freedom compromised by societal constraints? Is our science and art chained and silenced? Is it difficult for us to love freely? To pursue our dreams? To even dream? Is it difficult to play in the soil? Are we afraid to read Einstein and propose something new?
If the answer is yes, then let us break the chains of mental slavery and think for ourselves.
Let us ask—WHO AM I? ‘मी’ कोण आहे?
“Restoring Balance, One Mind at a Time.”
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