True Water
True Minds
True Body!
True Life
True Childhood!!
Lessons for Life
It was an important appointment. After the normal
discussions and consultations, the old psychologist, who hardly gives any
advise looked straight into my eyes and said:
Too young to understand the vagaries
of life, I couldn’t digest what he was trying to point out. Observing my helplessness,
he explained.
“Boy, I have never advised
you till day. Because I was studying you. Today, I feel, you are ripe enough to
get into the thick of the things. Let me be point blank clear to you - life is not
going to be easy. Especially for you!” -
pointing his finger to me he continued. “You are going to be tested like none others.
Because your mind is an ideal one to be exploited! You will be beaten,
strangled, suffocated by your life. Not entirely because of your fault though. But
irrespective of all that which is bound to happen, I want you to be successful over
yourself. And then, from that that day onwards, you will have nothing but peace
in your life.”
“To start, you should observe
the life of a farmer. A farmer works hard, toils from dawn to dusk. He lives a
life which is very close to nature. He is sincere in what he do. He prays to
the Nature God. He puts every effort to provide what is needed for his little
farm. Yet, at the end, one fine day, he might see the Nature betray him. He
might stand helpless looking at his crop crumbling down without rains. He might
stand lonely in the farm watching all his crops drowning in torrential rains. Yet
he never succumbs. He ensures his mind never fails. He still prays. Prays
harder. He picks up his plough and starts his drill again. He might be living
with pain and bruises in his heart and body. Yet, he never allows the pain to rule
him. So learn by observing none other than a farmer and take these metaphorical
rules from him.”
- - Work Hard.
- - Live a life which is close to Nature - we came from it and have to return back to it.
- - Be Sincere to what you do and to your true relations – irrespective of what you get back.
- - Be Strong – emotionally first, physically next.
- - Pray – proportional to the pain you have to endure!
"Believe me, if you follow this, you have heaven waiting for
you. Both before and after death!" - he concluded.
The old doctor, passed away few years back - surely to heaven! What he prophesied came true literally. Now I see myself practising the life of a farmer. And I see
the eternal peace round the corner. And the heaven too is not far away!
***
A Retrospective
The flickering
yellow lamp in that small dark room seemed like glowing for years. Lying in the
corner of the room on a mat I looked up. It is past middle of night. The
ceiling fan meandering above is puffing out fumes of suffocation. The screams
and cries from adjacent rooms is echoing every now and then. On the bed those
two eyes are still staring at the yellow lamp. Hands and legs tied down, eternally
motionless, yet not succumbing to sleep those two eyes are gazing into a world
unknown to mundane beings. Looking at that weakened body, the sunken cheeks, dry
lips, the gloom in those eyes, I was realizing what life is all about. Tears
flooding from my heart pounded on me with questions. Questions without any answers.
Each weighing a ton. I could not help, but just carry them. I still carry them.
I still ask them to the God. He too may not have the answer. But I cannot stop
questioning. Tears bleeding from my heart cannot stop questioning.
[Anniversary:
13, Feb 2016]
Bahudari
I was
about to start to office when I heard Bahudari in AIR.
Brova
Barama instantly grabbed my
heart.
Whole
day, it haunted me.
Induced
me in some sort of magical world.
Later in
the night I found myself immersed in it.
The
patterns it weaved was divine. The notes it hit were transcending.
Tears drifted
down my cheeks.
Like a
little kid yearning for his mother - I cried.
I cried
my heart out - and later - tired I slept.
In the
dream I found my divine guardian caressing my hair – a peaceful night
it was!
Brova
Barama Raghurama - Brova Barama?
Saranagathi
Lure me if
you wish so, crush me if you think so
swirl me, trash me, dump me into a corner in
this nondescript world!
but never ever for a moment – Oh
Poornathrayeesa!
never ever move me away from your holy feet –
for I have surrendered myself at your feet
leaving behind everything - absolutely everything!
[ with absolute surrender comes absolute realization
]
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