Eve

Let me tell you a story

Long ago, there lived a baby sparrow named Eve.

Eve had beautifully bright eyes.   No other child had her kind of charm.

Young Eve loved to hear stories, Stories of charming princess, stories of kindness and love.

Eve lived in her stories.

One night she might be the princess, the other day an angel.

She dreamed of her charming prince.

She spends her nights staring at the stars wondering how big the universe is, yet how unique she is

For her the world seems to be of endless possibilities.

Eve wanted to fly, fly high, into the clouds, beyond the clouds, space, out of the galaxy.

Eva grow, her dreams grew.

Now as you assume, living in dream is a big mistake, she needs to wake up.

Possibilities and opportunities once seemed unlimited now seem to be limited. Every moment pass by possibility ends.

There are two possible endings to this story, one where Eve has to lead a miserable life and die.

But I won’t let my Eve die. I want her to fly high, keeps dreaming.

Each day is a new beginning.  Each day is a new life.

Let each day give her new dreams.   

I will never have her. She was never mine. 

Let her decide her own destiny.

The Happiness

The most desired word in the world “Happiness”.

Everyone is in continuous search for it in one way or another. When somebody finds the happiness in the material world, someone tries to find it by detaching from the material world. 

The quest is same, just the path is different.

 But what is the measure, how happy are you?

I had a hard learning in this regard; Happiness and peace are highly cohesive.

For some period of time, I tried to find it in my studies, in computer programs. Endless hours I have spend in extra lab in my college, to find out things. The quest of learning had always kept me happy.

I should say my efforts to find happiness in gadgets always ended in disaster. I never cared about that.

The hard learning I had was that the happiness, sadness, success, failure are illusions of our mind.

My friend once told me “Once you decide that any external person or event cannot alter your state of mind, your peace of mind is guaranteed”

You may say great philosophy, but too difficult to implement?

Here is the second part of puzzle kicks in, a virtue that is essential to all.

“Patience”

I have had difficult times, but I never lost two things, Patience and Hope.

 If you have these two believe me you will come out of any sort of struggle.

As like told in the move The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel “Everything will be fine in the end, If it is not It is not the end.”

Keep up the hard work; it will pay you one day or another.

The Atheist

Recently my best friend wrote in his blog, that he doesn't see the god around anymore.  The god doesn't exist. 

The reason and the question were same as ever. The question many has asked, continuing to be asked If god “Why sufferings”

Doesn't the same question we have asked for centuries.  Why there is no definite answer.

The answer from me is also the same “I am not sure”

Our supercomputers computational power is no match for solving it.

Until something is not proved a definitive no, Always care about the possibility of a yes. In that sense I make a better atheist than my friend.  

The law of universe is that, everything has a purpose.  The universe is a fact, the purpose of it a mystery.

Does the suffering implies there is no god, Evil implies no god?

Just like there is darkness when there is no light, Evil will be there when there is no god.

Evil implies absence of god.

I always loved the idea of considering the god as an energy source.

That answers most of my questions.

The Mark

The Mark, what mark? The mark every soul has to leave in this world. The mark that identifies someone leaved and flourished here.

How many of us ready to spend even ten minutes out of our life to see the markings. For thousands of years humans ruled this world.

From the time of Roman empire their legions, barbarians crusaders. Even before them, India vedic civilization, Egyptian empires, Mayans and traditions dates older than that.

The amount of accumulation of the knowledge is overwhelming.

Yet, It is painful rather than surprising to see how less and less we pay attention to them.

If these markings can speak, what they are going tell to us?

Are they going   to tell to us about the great battles they have fought? Or the big palaces they have created. Or how beautiful the earth was before fossil fuel and cities consumed it.   

It’s always felt to me that the tombs our ancestors are screaming to us. They are begging to us to stay away from the mistakes they have done.

Yet, we don’t listen, We Ignores.

History is not a story. It’s a warning, teaching. The one, who ignores it, cannot have a history of his own. He will be simply repeating the history itself, yet himself part of the history.

That’s the beauty of it. Isn’t it?

My father died in my early childhood, I am probably six then. He was a beautiful person. He told me stories of gods, goodness, and kindness. He shaped me to what I am now. I always wanted to be like him.. I was never like my mother. 

His magic always worked, I never allowed myself to be deviated from the path he has shown me.

Two decades passed after he passed away.  I wonder, what he would have told me if he was alive.  Whether he would be proud of me? I know he will be. 

I can still feel him, though my mother, his brothers and sisters and in the tears they have in their eyes. For me he lives among gods. The gods whom he had told me stories about!!!

What mark has he left for me? Is it the watch he left or the rare old coins from his collection? Or the property he has left for me.

The thought was disturbing me for weeks now. Then a moment of realization!!!

 The moment of realization can be joyful and painful at simultaneously, an emotion that cannot be expressed by words.

It was too obvious and the markings can never be missed, it is me. It was always me.  I am his legacy.

The continuation!!!  

The thought itself puts me in immense pressure.  The responsibility it brings can break my back. It has the power to destroy me with in me.

Destiny cannot be altered. Every human has a purpose in life, maybe I am destined to do this.

It is the purpose!!!

After all markings won’t fade away that fast. Do they?

The confidence

This is my first attempt to write anything other than technical. The moment I decided to write about something and post in my Blog. As usual the first question was  “ What  I am going to write about”.  I was a good reader though out my life but never a good story teller.

Then suddenly a thought appeared in my mind.  What I am afraid about.  Is it that I am afraid of criticism or the fear of my personal thoughts going online? I must say the second part is still a scary scenario.

This is our problem isn’t it? Most of the people live in an imaginary scary cage. a fence which we creates our self. A cage is un breakable from outside.

Imaginary fear is equivalent to suicide I would say. The biggest crime one can do to himself.

Don’t confuse, I am no gurus who give preaching or a career guidance guy. I was always been a software guy and will always be. I am just writing the thoughts that are pouring on my head this late night.

Of course I am trying to break free from my own cage.

Fear is a necessary evil. If you find yourself to be not afraid of anything in the world, then my friend there is something seriously wrong with you.

 

Now where is the solution? For everything there needs to be a solution. 

Simple, the solution lies within you.  Every question has an answer embedded within you.

Never fear the fear, observe it, understand it conquer it.