Life is itself the strangest thing you can ever come across. I mean, sometimes you have it all figured out, but in an instant all the premonitions shudder around you, like the hurried drops of rain during the rainy season. Suppose you are all dressed up for a party; it is very obvious that you will run under cover. And why so? Because it is unethical to go to party when you are messed up. You won’t look good. From the very beginning, we are only interested in our external appearance. The way we look, the clothes we wear, it is all for the others, out there.
What does it feels like, to step out in the rain, on one such rainy night? What does it feels like to do something for ourselves. Just for fun, a type of self enlightment perhaps. And in the process we connect to our inner self, the God inside us.
This constant search for the inner self, the God inside,has taken me to places. A thousand teachers have their own ways, for reincarnation. But what I now know, there is no way. Just believe there is a way. And then, voila! You have the way and a step closer to freedom.
I am going on walking, one step at a time, in caution, lest I may fall.
I don’t want to fall, whatever the distractions might be. We all have our own personal legends to fulfill, and I am not going to lose, now. And in my journey, there were a thousand people. It is like meeting a fellow traveller at some crossroads. I talk and share the experience for a while, but I have to remember, in the end, it’s my journey and mine alone.
