We all are in quest for a happy living.
People work more than half of their lives towards a comfortable life. The technology that we have in our hands was inaccessible to the grandest of ancient kings. Still, it doesn’t make us a satisfied generation. Wealth, fame, or extra time at hand are no longer a benchmark for a happy life.
In this fast-paced life of deadlines, we are in a constant state of anxiety. Often most people postpone living their lives to the fullest. The goal is always in the future. But life is slipping by every moment.
The constant harsh self-criticism is crippling. The fear of not performing up to the mark traps us. Instead of moving ahead, we freeze.
It paralyzed me too.
I had endless drafts I kept on editing. Sometimes I jumped from one topic to another. I had countless stories to share.
But my inner critic slithers its head upwards and bit me endlessly. It took me five months to post my first long article. I took matters head-on to set my inner critic straight.
I found out instead of encouraging me to write more, I fanned my fears. Crazy! Isn’t it?
Once India wanted to be free from the clutches of Britishers. India gained independence after many protests, deaths, and conflicts. But even after 75 years of that independence, are people free?
The conflict of equality in gender, race, color is on the rise. Many countries have established women’s rights, gay rights, black rights. Are the men, women, LGBTQ community free?
Look at the billionaires like Jeff Bezos, Elon Musk, Bill Gates, Warren Buffett. They have an insane amount of money. But are they free?
We all are aware of the freedom to do what one wants. …
We justify our anger, and we judge others for the same.
The underlying emotional surge is the same. But anger blocks our rational mind.
We all regret our sudden emotional explosions. Often we look back and wonder what we could have said or done something else. In hindsight, it doesn’t matter whether others provoke us. We are almost always guilty.
Last week, our full-time employee retracted back to working half a day because of some misunderstanding at her home. Today she asked for my advice on her broken tooth. It was her carious wisdom tooth that cracked while chewing.
Painful as the hard seed crack
To allow the delicate root to come out in the dark
It requires a lot of courage
to take its first step in the shadows
The hard exterior will break
in the extraordinarily nurturing environment
whether it is human or seed,
It doesn’t matter
Like the slow expansion of delicate roots
gripping the soil
As a man goes deeper inside himself
He blooms his potential outside
The deeper the roots are, the stronger is the tree
The deeper one goes inside,
His silence becomes unwavering
in this play of life.
The outside success is…
The world is undergoing many crises.
One and a half years back, a person ate a bat. Pandemic COVID exploded. The entire world halted and is still in shock.
Overpopulated areas are seeing the vast majority of COVID leading to medical system failures. Income disparity is causing a challenge for an average person who can not afford the high price of medicines. The lives of ordinary people have become secondary.
COVID, global warming, poverty, overpopulation all are going hand in hand. Everybody wants to be safe and secure.
The medicines and vaccines are working their way, but nature is screaming…
Body dies. But can we be dead while living too?
Death scare almost every other person. The moment of death will snatch away everything. It is an inevitable truth. Every day we are moving closer to our death.
Yet many turn a blind eye.
Many fail to live fully. With inflated egos, people go on proving themselves. Many people are in the illusion they will live light-heartedly and freely once they have achieved their goals.
They are postponing their lives to an unspecified date, attaching it to specific life events. They set aside inner happiness and bliss.
Death can strike…
When I checked last, I was a child
Frolicking in fun
Playfully laughing at the top of my guts
Running in the fields, from day to night
No fear, no anxiety, nothing to take care of
At this moment, I again checked
I am that same child
Gamboling in joy,
dancing and laughing hysterically
Love still oozing from the being
the body may have changed
but the heart has become pure more than ever
The journey in between transformed me
from a child to again being a child
is all Life’s mystery
Starting from innocence ending in innocence Life draws…
As night sleeps in the lap of darkness,
Eyelids embrace, eyelashes intermingle
The realm of dreamy affairs conceive
A magical land of impossible arises quickly
Continuous train of dreams shatters
when the hug of eyelids end
Ears welcoming the sweet lullaby of morning birds
A new ray of sun blesses the interior of the house
Has the mind ever ceased dreaming?
While we work, we perform our duties
Cascades of clouds billowing,
from the chimney of our thoughts
Nonstop coalescing and collisions
deepening the crevice of realism and illusion
Are thoughts creating reality?
Or is it something entirely distinct?
Life pulls you down when you accumulate the density,
The heaviness of past and anticipation of future
drags you every moment
Life is a celebration when you enjoy your present
It may not be a bed of roses in this ‘Now’
But you accept it,
your heart radiates smile somehow
Life is what we make out of it,
The mind creates a certain story
It may be unpleasant even in luxury
or heavenly, in abject poverty
Enlightened saints lived a simplistic life
Saint Ravidas worked as a cobbler
Kabir Dass lived in a thatched-roof hut
Earned living as a weaver