Gratitude to Akhil Patel for capturing these precious moments for us. No one could have done it more intimately than this. 🙂
I started earning to make a living
I ended living to continue earning.
In the race for wealth I lost my health,
loved ones got ignored fame & money poured.
Flooded with riches felt like a king
sleep, smile, solace & friends went missing.
Indulged in substances picked up vices
good Karmas diminished was paying my prices.
Conscience pricked for making wrong choices.
Remained engrossed in other loud noises.
Trend setters, Stars, Celebrities,
was following road map of hyped entities.
Covid-19 spread got me house arrested,
a pandemic with which World is infested.
Was forced to slow down & confront reality,
life’s impermanence, by sudden fatalities.
“Wrong, I went terribly wrong somewhere...
the direction I opted led me nowhere..”
I repent for my sins, hoping it’s not late
a righteous journey is my only true fate.
I want to fix all that has broken
live life of truth to which I was woken.
May I always remember the lessons learnt
time’s precious, must never again get burnt
Living is my goal, earning is not.
Cherish thy journey, yes! the little is a lot.
Life on this planet is a rare gift
together let us protect, conserve & uplift it.
7th September 2020
Life is nothing but a mirage
Illusions all along, by & large.
Like a person in the desert hallucinates water out of thirst,
we in life fantasise those means which would fulfil our desires first.
Every step promises the goal is near
Every breath assures, yes, you can reach there!
The heart beats fast, the pulse goes high,
We strive hard, Our feet as though cry.
Off course we do not reach there,
no matter how hard we try.
Wind blows, obstructs our way
Sand’s hot, where to lay??
Helpless and burnt-out we finally pray.
The Illusion ends..
We settles down as there is no more rush.
No more desire, no hopes that can crush.
We are at peace, memories do not brush.
No fallacies now, just one truth,
Life is nothing but a mirage.
Vasudha Jhunjhunwala- written in the year 1998
A silent moment or an empty wall, need no accessories, they are complete in all.. From emptiness is fullness born, witnessed in infinite forms. Observe.. Become aware.. know that vacant spaces perform. Feelings ripple from heart to heart, bridges gaps between those apart. Intuitive thoughts manufacture art, these are all space’s craft. Fill yourself with the sound of silence, or gaze at sunset on the horizon. In moments of nothingness is deep relaxation, discover this magic in meditation. A silent moment or an empty wall, need no accessories, they are complete in all.. Inspired by Inshavasya Upanishad ॐ पूर्णमदः पूर्णमिदं पूर्णात्पूर्णमुदच्यते । पूर्णस्य पूर्णमादाय पूर्णमेवावशिष्यते ॥ ॐ शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः ॥
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