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P.S > if you still can’t figure out what is written . read each line right to left.
A conversation with my aunt
I was having a conversation with my aunt 3 weeks back when I visited my native. She is spritual. She has followed various path of hindu philosophies and finally she found her way in the teachings of Vethathiri Maharishi and Jaggi Vasudev , the founder of Isha foundation
So I asked her about God and We . This is the essence of the conversation we had.
God is the Universal energy.
Universe is not vaccum . There is an universal energyy and that energy lives in each and every tiny spec of the universe. God is nothing but this universal energy. The same energy is within each and every living being also but the energy is undermined , unutilised , forgotten , unrealized cause of our previous karmas. The karmic force influences our actions and reactions. Having said that , we the human souls , do have the energy to battle out and overcome the karmic force provided we have that will to do so.
Her view of life is to embrace every events in life with postive energy. Be good to others , think good , live good. Inspite of that if things turn wrong , take it in right spirit and without being bogged down by the negativities of the events try to overcome it with positive thoughts. Her main underlined advice was to “Take things positively and deal things positively”
Everyone is born the same.
Another point she made and most important one is not to hate anyone. No one is born as a bad human. There is no bad or good person when he or she is born. The cirumstances, the society plays an important role in choosing what he or she becomes. So in one way we in general are partly responsible for what a person becomes. So don’t hate anyone . Try to understand him and try to bring a good change in him.
Another aspect of her thought was – Detachment. She says its better to view the world in a detached point of view. Never allow the various hues of emotions of the world affect your own positive conscience. This reminded me the principles of Jeevatma and Paramatma which I learnt in Bhagavad Gita. ( will write an extensive topic on it later )
She has no kids. She said earlier she used to feel very sorry and demoralised thinking about it . But now she finds that even that is a blessing in disguise as she has more time and liberty to seek her spritual quest. Life will be simpler and easier if we take things in right spirit and embracing it with positive thoughts.
It was a brief conversation but enriched one.
“A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: “AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: “AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
Curious, he yells: “Who are you?”
He receives the answer: “Who are you?”
And then he screams to the mountain: “I admire you!”
The voice answers: “I admire you!”
Angered at the response, he screams: “Coward!”
He receives the answer: “Coward!”
He looks to his father and asks: “What’s going on?”
The father smiles and says: “My son, pay attention.”
Again the man screams: “You are a champion!”
The voice answers: “You are a champion!”
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.
Then the father explains: “People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.
It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.
If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.
This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;
Life will give you back everything you have given to it.”
YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT’S A REFLECTION OF YOU!”
I , Common man of India , Speaking…
I am nameless , voiceless , defenceless . I am the comman man of India , collectively called. I speak 1,652 languages. I am Hindu , I am muslim , I am Christian , I am Jain , I am Buddhist , I am Zorastrian , I am even atheist , I am fair , brown and black. I practive many diversified cultures. I belong to various races . Even if I like it or not , i am forced to tag along many caste names. With all this diversities existing , my own common identity is am Indian.
I dont speak and at times when i speak it does not matter. None takes my words seriously. I am neglected mostly. I am abandoned mostly but do not have a wrong impression that am not powerful . Infact i weild mighty power but I am too absorbed in my personal affairs individually that collectively am weak in most matters. I build the nation. Like individual bricks , I toil silently , I sweat out , I dream big , our personal toilings collectively build the nation. Still I have no voice when i represent collectively as a common man of India. Strange isn’t it ?
I loathe the police . I fear them at times . I chastise them at times. Still when I see them lay their life for the nation , I share the grief silently. Why ? Cause there is a common man beneath those police suits. That common man arise at times to give his life for the nation without second thought. Be it an ordinary cop or the decorated officers. I can be seen in them.
The spirit of common man arises as a phoenix in the name of policeman , in the name of business man , in the name of professor , in the name of Jawan and many more profession . This spirit is what sustains my nation. The never dying , never given up , inspiring spirit of the common man of India , the resilent nature of the common man of india , the common man’s love of India , my dream of India is what makes my India tide away one more and one more and yet another crisis that it faces.
Still there is one section of me who fails me again and again . Its is the policians of India. Infact it is ironic to know that I , the common man of India , become a politician . Still once I don the political cap , I distance away from the common man within me. Call it a split personality. India will be a much better place if the common man of India still remain a common man of india when he becomes a politician. I , as ever optimist still believe it will happen one day.
I , Common man of India , is a dreamer , is an optimist to the core , I bear the pain silently , I may be wrong at times but mostly good at heart , I still know how to smile during most painful period , I still love my nation and shall always love my nation even if I feel neglected mostly cause India is not just a land but its the spirit of me , the common man of India.
For all those who try to kill me I want to tell something : India is in my spirit and the spirit never dies.