Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Wah Wah Re Mauj Fakira Di

The eternal bliss which we all yearn is right within us...

When the (waves of) thoughts get subdued without efforts, when there is no fear of life, loss or future, when the self gets fixated on the self itself, when the desires cease to exist, when the heart is contended with all it has, the state of eternal bliss....that of a fakir is achieved...and yes, its an effortless effort...when it happens, it looks so natural...

I believe it is the supremest of state reaching which we desire nothing more....nothing more remains to be accomplished.....nothing more remains to be achieved...no fame, no name, no recognition, no wealth, no respect, no luxuries, no compliments, no success....Everything else becomes insignificant.

The state of existence which i described above is not a function of time or place...it is eternal...all the time....and at all places where we are.

There are no battles within the mind...all the roads cease to exist...because once this state is achieved, nothing else remains to be traveled, nothing else remains to be seen...

"Mandir Mandir Moorat Teri, Fir Bhi Na Dikhti Soorat Teri"

Perhaps, what we are searching in the idol is within us...

The peace and stillness in/of the heart itself is ultimate pleasure. Rock Solid. Unshakable...Nourishing.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Back To Blogging

My last blog post was way back on Wednesday, November 22, 2006 and it read as off from blogging for 3 months.

Since then, a lot of things have changed...and a lot of time has passed...

Leaving something for tomorrow sometimes never get accomplished forever.

Knowledge need not come from books alone...If we keeps eyes (and perhaps mind) wide open, we can learn a lesson even in crematory (oh, i did not mean in our grave).

Pushing a dead body inside the blistering electric crematory and seeing that body (which was very much alive just a couple of days back) catch up fire and yet (body) feeling no pain makes me think what was there inside that is no more there.

Didn't intend to begin this post on such serious note...but anyways, impulsive dispassion which arises in a crematory does not last long for anything impulsive will die soon... Only that which is a product of profound thinking will last forever.