Miles to go
Before you actually know
Make sure you Marathon well
Make sure you have an inspiring story to tell
Thought, the entity man cannot live without. Be it a memory, an imagination, they are a part of us. The thought belongs to the one who thinks... no one can make someone emerge a thought...Our thoughts are our own possessions, our own teachings and wisdom. A treasure safe in our minds. As long as man lives.... the thought lives. Have we ever asked who is the thinker!
Miles to go
Before you actually know
Make sure you Marathon well
Make sure you have an inspiring story to tell
Responsibilities give you the
Power to act Unbiased
But NOT the
Power to display your strength
Let us groom our younger generations
With a POSITIVITY
To accept, face and meet ends
In the world of REALITY
A caterpillar of innocence, being born in the forest of illusion, being gifted the boon of indulgence, savours all the knowledge that comes along its path.... The glitters of illusion balanced in colour and flavour illude the innocence all the way. Once satiated, yet unaware how to assimilate all that consumed, unable to decipher all the knowledge, the innocence covets for more... Apprehending to share whatever so far it has gained, it slowly cocoons itself, wrapping around itself a sheath of insecurity and enters into the egoistic hibernation... During the hibernation, it continuously battles to process all that it accepted from the illusionary world... for the mere desire of happiness... while the happiness that was, all the while, sitting right within the heart of innocence smiles and humbly asks for its one desire.... 'to be ever blissful without any material condition'... At that very moment, the hibernation ends breaking open the cocoon of insecurity to release the knowledge transformed by the wisdom into a butterfly of happiness and bliss that is beyond all boundaries!
The purpose of life is not in judging others or self for the way we lived, believed and worked...
It is about how the inner self survived and transformed into the present self that exists in this moment...
For, the next moment is definite to bring along a new experience, a new survival, a new happiness, a new self that gets only better for the journey....
Alas the process is not as simple as much as it has been timed.🍀
Walking down the aisle of life,
Coursing through its bliss and strife,
Many souls seemingly cross by each other.
A coincidence or what !... who does really bother?
As it seems.... some appear to be known,
While others seemingly unknown,
A memory of the conscious mind or the soul???
The mind connects with a few, calling them friends.
Whereas, there are others, with whom the mind can never blend.
The synergistic friends
And the antagonistic Foes!
Nevertheless,,, the soul has to bear with them all,
Cocooned and camouflaged within the materialistic shawl.
Its journey so far to reach its destiny
Is Guided by both the synergist and the antagonist.
The un-mindful soul exists in the body as if it were its haven!....?
While the mindful body gets entangled,
Into the materialistic world, it gets embroiled,
Timely experiencing hell and heaven.
These momentary hell and heaven
thus created by the mindful thoughts of emotion
arising due to the mindful actions of a friend and a foe
who/that play the instrumental role
work only to propel the soul.
The soul is rubbed,
The soul is scrubbed
By the friend's caress of affection
And also by the clashes of ego
With the materially obvious Foe....
Bit by bit as it gets detached from them both,
It only travels ahead.
The harder scour making the journey smoother
The Foe indeed being the Friend much needed to journey faster
As one, the soul and the mind course the azure of life
Questioning the existence
Judging the perseverance
Clearing the conscience
Finally once the soul is burnished enough and polished,
The body realizes and accepts its anchorage
Though once believed, it was never the harborage
For it was always the refugee existing under the Soul's haven.
And even when it ceases to exist....
the soul, into eternity, would always persist.
The truth of life is that it moves on....
And what's Beautiful about it is that...... it never leaves anyone behind...
The Breath of Life is never to Recede,
Our Acceptance never accepts Defeat,
The Breath and Moisture of the Evergreen forest is retained by its Foliage,
Its roots give us all, a beautiful message...
that...
Life is Evergreen!
It is not the perfection in life,
Nor your life in perfection,
It is the love in your eyes
And the happiness in your cries,
that is what makes you smile!
It is not your Success in your stories
Nor the story of your success,
It is the number of trials after failure
And the will to Endure
that is what makes you smile!
It is not the best of people around
Nor the people around who are best,
It is the Uniqueness of human emotions,
the care, the hugs, the snarl and rejections
that is what makes you smile!
All those imperfect perfections
Right from the start
that made you mature by thought
Though You may have realized of late
That is what makes you smile,
Right from your Heart.
Right from the inception of life, man pursues constantly be it consciously or subconsciously on the path of learning with an endeavor of knowledge. he learns from all that he perceives by means of the earthly gifted senses and also learns from everything, everyone and self.. he learns from the evident as well as the discrete teachers, the loved teachers as well as the disliked, the good teachers as well as the ugly...finally he duels with the master and the pupil within self...
The pursuit and the process continue...
Happy teacher's day !!!
Collaged in memory
A beautiful painting of the memoirs
All the moments of revisit
Captured in those eyes
Turned into glistening reflections
so tender and so pure
The potential stability longs to establish its presence
By scattering itself into Dynamism
The dynamic energy craves to maintain its essence
By composing itself into the Potentialism
The duel of the reflections begins with the aim of achieving dominance.
Yet the two get engaged forever till they restore the life balance.