Ramblings Of A Weary Traveller

Prose after a long time, but I have a point to make.

It's true. Love is god. No, i do not mean the love a couple share. However, that too is incorporated in what I'm saying. Love - unconditional true Love, which is rare, IS God.

I am a rebel spritualist. I refuse to conform to the norms of any religion. I believe there is a God who watches over us. To a certain extent, I agree with the Hindu notion of a Jeevatma and a Paramatma which are two entities but are made up of the same essence. I believe God resides in each of us. We are born divine - Deities, each of us. We lose track of that along the way because we listen to the unenlightened.

We, in today's world have learnt how to make a living, but forgotten how to live. We justify the loss of others with our gain. How sad is that? We - at least some of the privileged ones - do not even stand in queue to visit the Gods we worship. We get "special darshan". We sin all we want, and then perform a few Pujas and give temples money in the fervent hope that God will forgive us and make everything right. Well, any God that functions like that is not God. That kind of entity is a coolie - a labourer who works because he is given money. Now answer me this - is this the kind of belief system we should build our society on? Do a kubera puja, you will be rich. perform a sumangali puja, your husband will live long. I mean, what the hell man......

Life goes way beyond material success, but we seem to have forgotten that. Like I said, we have learnt how to make a living, but forgotten how to live. There are more houses in the world today, but fewer families. We are so caught up in the concept of the "individual" that we forget the spark of divinity within us. It should manifest itself within us in the form of love. More often than not it does, but we tend to ignore it. This happens because the spiritual side of us needs nourishing, but we....well, we dont feed it. And please do not misunderstand. By saying spiritual I do not mean we pray and that feeds it. Prayer is futile without action. I will even go as far as saying do not pray, but compensate for that with action. In my opinion, the idol that cannot wipe the tears of the devotee praying before it is not worth praying to.

How many times have you cried for the death of a friend, even if he/she wasn't all that close to you? How many times have you sacrificed your lunch for a friend? How many times have you smiled in the full satisfaction that you have helped somebody else? Compare these numbers with the number of times you have chanted the mahamantra, or sung hymns and said hallelujah. If the latter is greater than the former, then quite frankly, it doesnt make a difference whether you are alive or not.

If you cannot make a difference to people's lives, what in God's name are you doing here? The secret to life is not how far you get, but how many people you help get along their journey. Travel further not just for yourself, but also to help more people. I know I'm sounding like an idealist, but i have been enlightened, and I have sworn an oath to myself that I am never going to be the same. The difference in me will not be in my salary, or my grades, or the number of friends I have. It will not be in how influential I am, how successful I am or how I have made it big in life by any parameter. It will simply be in how much use I am to others. I vow that I will make a difference to the lives of people. Maybe not a lot of people, but more than i make a difference to now anyway.

I have taken the first step towards being the God I was born as. Now you look within yourself - can you find the spark within you? Do you have the faith to embrace the powers you were born with? Look within, and maybe....just maybe you will see that the force is not with you, it is IN you.

The 4 Seasons - "Season" 4 - Fear

Standing at the edge of a cliff
About to take the plunge
Wondering if the future will
My past deeds expunge

I feel a tingling, a stir within
A completely new emotion
Hitherto I had not known fear
For which I was my own devotion

As I walked into that ominous room
My whole life before me
I realised this was not in my power
And that thought unnerved me

Twenty minutes, and they were done
Like a train they ran me over
I didnt see light at the end of my tunnel
For me there was No Leaf Clover

A little while later, I was informed
That I had filled the position
Floods of relief swept over me
To put me in sunny disposition

Only I will know the Fear I felt
The shudders and the recurring pangs
For Life is what happens to us
When we're busy making other plans

Fear is the essence of the Human Soul,
And some learn to hide it well
I saw that only if you care, you feel Fear
And that is Life, in a nutshell



I know this isnt as dark as the others, but what the hell, this is the only major fear I felt. Hopefully my writing skills haven't left me along with the darkness

Cheers