Conversation between him and her

 

 

They say what you can’t do in action and you seem to have no other way of expressing your ownself take to writing. From last 2 years - I had wished to be part of your celebrations but unfortunately, it never works. So I decided this time to fulfill my long cherished dream of conversing with you on your big day by writing a monologue. I might sound insane but I think there is no better way of getting my wish fulfilled. So here is a monologue, an imaginary conversation between you and me.

 

A conversation of a different realm. Between you and me - beyond time and space.

 

N: We met at a wrong time. This is what I keep telling myself anyway. May be one day years from now, we will meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot. What do you say?

 

A : That sounds really funny because you and I were destined to meet and I am happy we met. I would want to meet you like I did years ago again and again.

 

N: Sigh! I seem to be deserted at times. The entire world seems to turn cold. I feel like thrusting myself into a void. I want to escape this wretchedness.

 

A: What wretchedness are you suffering, dear! Who has caused you pain?

 

N: I have no idea. I feel cheated and left alone. I feel there are only moments of fleeting happiness in life. Sometimes I feel life is utterly absurd and sometimes I feel I am truly blessed. I am in confusion. Do you feel the same ? Do you have a solution?

 

A: I wish I knew. But I know - these are the pangs of intellectual birth. Don’t you worry about all this – I am sure will soon be able to get the answers to all these questions and that time the divine nakedness of the moment will be in front of you. It would be highly liberating.

 

N: Divine nakedness of the moment - I will wait for that moment.

 

N: Why do you think its imperative to live with reverence?

 

A : I don't know what you mean? I don't think I can answer your question.

 

N: Is there any one who can answer my question?

 

A: Hmmmmm

 

(...to be continued)

 

PS : Wish you a very happy birthday A :-)

Just as you need

Jottings

She has a strange dream in her eyes,
She has a strange feeling in her heart,
She has a strange wish to accomplish,
She has a strange courage to feel full,

 

I discovered very early, within you, the same wheel of restlessness which I had years back which I seem to have even now. There is this madness, vastness, serenity which I want to feel. There is this mystery which I try to solve whenever I look at your innocent face. Unfortunately, we are all wearing a mask - because of which the inner self remains untouchable till we end up in grave.

 

To all those who don't open up fast - life is sweet and short. Make it a celebration who knows what next day will cast.

Gautam Buddha - Short story

When I heard the story of Gautam Buddha, my question was always about his wife and son that he left behind.This write-up by Vikram Bhattacharya touches that part of the story.

 

He left her in the middle of the night, the night their son was born. When she heard the news she was devastated. Yet, she did not complain but her life lost all meaning. The only reason for her to live now was her son. She wanted him to grow up to be a man that the world would look up to.

 

Her friends and relatives came around and asked her to forget about the man who had left her and start life again. They asked her to marry again but she refused. She was young, beautiful and suitors queued up outside her door but she refused each one of them.

 

Then one fine day he came back !

 

He stood in front of her and she could hardly remember him as the man who had left her.

“They call you the Buddha now?” she asked him gently. “I hear they do,” he answered in a calm fashion. “What does it mean?” she further inquired. “I think it means the enlightened one, a knower,” he informed. She smiled and then a silence. “I suppose we have both learned something. Your lessons O Buddha, will make the world richer in spirit, but my lesson will unfortunately remain largely unknown.” she reflected deeply.“ And what lesson is that ? ” The Buddha probed.

 

Her eyes sparkled with unshed tears, “That a courageous woman does not need anyone to complete her.. SHE IS COMPLETE ON HER OWN ”

A year gone by

 

In the year gone by
have you let life bypass you
Have you let the joy of your being
find expression or have you
found reasons to excuse yourself
Have you let the love in your heart
warm this world or have you found
reasonable excuse to languish in frown
Did you find something wonderful
to say of all around you or have you
become the judgment day damnation
Have you loved, laughed and teared up
or have you remained untouched by life
Years shall go by.  ---Extract from Isha Blog

Thoughts

I am perplexed, I am petrified, I am confused but at the same time I feel a sense of achievement, a strange happiness and a sense of belonging. The flow of these opposite thoughts keeps going until I reach a state of slumber where there is none but me and my consciousness. How I wish this state could be reached often and how I wish - one of the subjects taught in school was - how to perfectly balance your thoughts!

Moment to moment, the flows of thoughts and feelings, sensations and desires, conscious and unconscious processes sculpts my nervous system like water gradually carving furrows and eventually gullies on a hillside. My brain is continually changing its structure. The only question is: Is it for better or worse? It must be better because that what my inner voice shouts loud. One more year is going to pass, time is flying and I know I am wiser than yesterday. I know I have learnt my lesson this year and I know I am going to work on my weak points.

A Guru can never die!

Swami Dayananda Saraswati

 

I do not know how to express or how to react - I seem to be normal because its the same morning , same day , same days work which I am carrying out from last 2 days. Nothing has changed.

 

But yes something seems to be missing! Each time I look at a Facebook post which has a picture of yours a tear comes rolling down my eyes. May be I don't want to show this me to anyone but today let me confess the biggest truth of my life. Your teachings have changed me and you have helped me in what I am today.

 

They say a guru can never die. He is always there with you , in the form of his teaching and guiding you. You continue to be there, personifying the teacher, if you follow his teaching. I promise to do little bit from my side. May you show everyone the right path.

 

Hari OM.

 

OM Sri Gurubhyo Namaha!