Once dead no one wish to come back. At least I do not.
Let it just decompose once and forever rather than getting back again into the unending turmoil of pain and pleasure, joy and agony - only to die again.
But from one of the many little deaths we die when alive, I have come back - to live again.
If I ask myself - why? - I do not have a clear answer.
Did I wished to live again? - Not really. Maybe I just allowed life and death to take its own course.
This is probably that juncture of life to probe myself how close I am to the feet of Almighty!
Then there is that sense of some pending karma waiting for me to take right action to nullify it for the ultimate liberation!
Let it just decompose once and forever rather than getting back again into the unending turmoil of pain and pleasure, joy and agony - only to die again.
But from one of the many little deaths we die when alive, I have come back - to live again.
If I ask myself - why? - I do not have a clear answer.
Did I wished to live again? - Not really. Maybe I just allowed life and death to take its own course.
This is probably that juncture of life to probe myself how close I am to the feet of Almighty!
Then there is that sense of some pending karma waiting for me to take right action to nullify it for the ultimate liberation!
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