It’s that wonderful feeling all over again. Time to start everything afresh. It’s new year time, of course. 2011 has been a year of downs and ups. Kind of bumpy, and I am sure looking forward to 2012.
It’s that wonderful feeling all over again. Time to start everything afresh. It’s new year time, of course. 2011 has been a year of downs and ups. Kind of bumpy, and I am sure looking forward to 2012.
When I was a toddler,
I was bothered by no troubles.
Then with age came a sense of fear,
All I wanted was the shelter of my parents.
In all effectiveness fear fuels hatred, lust beckons anguish, greed sows the seed of misery and jealousy douses the flame of love. If only we know what we do to ourselves through words said and unsaid, through actions done and withheld, then, perhaps there is more chance to free ourselves from unwonted ends, escape from unexpected twists of fate and maybe even find a better salvation to our otherwise miserable souls!
The town’s biggest (haughtiest) business man decided to pay a visit to the houses of the less fortunate.
On one such occasion, he visited the shed of old Jose who was the local coffin maker. For no good reason he decided to ridicule the old man’s job and joked out loud to those near him.
“Ah, here’s a profession that always needs an out-of-the-box thinking! You must be thanking god for putting you in this one Jose!”
A few around, realizing the jab and laughed out loud while others did the same mostly to impress the big man.
The question is ‘What happens after death‘? Do we go anywhere beyond? Do we still have some sort of physical restrictions or do we keep roaming the vastness of space unawares to the living and we ourselves unmindful of all thoughts? Do we still manage to touch and feel? One thing is for sure; our lease with the physical form that we carry will end. And with it shall end a life time of cravings and desires; burdens and borrowings; sufferings and sorrow; happiness and love??
“When was the last time
You loved somebody?
When was the last time
Your thoughts defied morals?
When was the last time
You could feel that lonely abode?
These are not the ones that age
With each passing year.
These are nothing but moments
That shall live with you!
For the Quaint eye can be controlled,
But the fickle heart is seldom chained…”
Sometimes we think of something really well and good, probably out of ordinary, but certainly not out of focus. Then we start to review our thoughts and put ourselves in the shoes of Mr. X and Ms. Y and think what would they feel when they read this state of our mind? How would they react to this opinion of mine? Isn’t what I am doing incorrect in the eyes of him/ her? Wouldn’t it be great if they thought like so and so? And finally we end up doing the unthinkable – revisit those thoughts.
Just when you think you are mature enough to handle the pressures of life, some incidents decide to show up, making you rethink your confidence levels. You don’t have to go places to meet such events; just a visit to the friendly neighborhood EB office will do.
Well my mom used to take care of such trivialities of life when I was busy conquering lands or killing enemy soldiers in my PC. She decided she had had enough of me lazing around and sent me sprinting… probably not exactly, if you don’t consider traveling in a super fast Chennai auto as one!
The world is a dot. That’s right, you heard me. It is a dot. How big a dot? Well probably as big (or as small) as this one – .
In all probability even smaller. There is no guessing how much.
When the world comes to a dot what are we? We are naught! Yup nothing more than nothingness, just a mere dot’s distance from fading away. Fading away into oblivion, waiting to be nothing more than anything and no more than nothing.