the Mountains...again!

How amazing are we? Human race sure is a very perplexing entity on this planet.  I wonder at the complexities of the ways our mind works. Of all the human emotions, from feeling ecstatic to almost capable of feeling nothing except numbness , the  best is feeling  calmness  while overwhelmed by the  massive bigness of the universe.  When I was sitting on the top of a hill looking at the not so rushing waterfall and the racing mist, nothing seemed more important that the sight itself. It was not my past, nor what is in for me in the coming years that I felt.  It was beautiful to have the mind on pause mode. 

It didn’t last for long though. I got my usual ‘me of myriad thoughts’ back, started to jump around wanting to explore more, Wowed at the sheer size of some wild animal’s poop (Gaur or a gigantic wild boar), Kept touching my ‘essential areas’ checking for leeches (as I wouldn’t mind if the little suckers were anywhere on my legs or in between my toes), repeatedly thanked the person who helped me reach there,  began to plan my next trip, started to think about what my dear ones would say when I take them there  and it went on like that for a while before I shushed it,  took in one last deep breath of the purest pure air and left… left with a piece of bliss that I got from that place. 

I have travelled before but it feels sweeter now as I broke away from some rusty chains that weighed me down.

Fill it Up! Fill it Up!

Self realization is a never ending process. I was smart, independent and even had deep thoughts in my much younger years. I remember this particular moment, while I was walking on the road holding my mom’s hand, thinking about my Existence. I was six or seven.

Then it all faded away, as I was involved in finding happiness from the outside. The dumb years of my adulthood has come to an end.

 Many of us struggle as we try to fit into someone else’s design. I grew up with the idea of finding true love, it was always about finding the right person. It was never about me. It was never about who I am and What I could bring to my life. And it took me several years, a bad marriage and a broken heart to know this.

I am delighted that I know the truth now. Better late than never they say. It is Me now. Once you are in your Design, others diminish and you can see things clearly.

 With the strong sense of Self we weaken the possibilities of getting wrecked.

A happy self is what can give joy to others. We become more appreciative too of the things we see in this world. Life is beautiful when we open our eyes to the simple small things, be it a sunset or a happy couple or a bunch of silly kids or even someone from a different species.

Life is still beautiful even when things go wrong and we can’t take it anymore. It’s the sweet happy memories of the good times we had come lift us up. They give the hope that it all is going to happen again. If not right away but soon.

Yes it is sad or even scary to be alone or to be with any other kind of difficulty in life, but shouldn’t we count our other blessings?

  

An angel of a daughter, a loving family of supportive parents and crazy sisters, nephews who worship me, a cousin who never forgets to call and say hi, and random strangers who become best friends for life, can fill up any kind of emptiness.