Manthan!

The other day, I was roaming around in search of some peace. Subsequently, I saw a mid-age lady coming towards me. I asked her, "Ma'am, where can I find some peace here?" and she said, "my dear, peace is right here, in your heart!". She continued, "If your heart is at peace, there is peace everywhere in this world!". That did not go down well with me. I kept walking. After some time I met a mid-age man, a businessman kind. I asked him, "Sir, Where can I find some peace here?". "Young man, its here. in your mind! realize it and you shall feel at peace even in the crowded train!". I was not quite convinced with it, but this activity was interesting for sure. I continued walking around to find more people and their versions. Little while later I met a priest. I asked him the same question. Where can I find peace? "Its In the church. My dear son, confess of all the sins you have done, and you shall be free of them. You can then feel the peace", he said. I resumed my search. Then, I met a Shepherd and upon asking the same question he replied, "Oh! Peace.. Its there in the mountains, on the other side of the river!". He continued, "I can take you there. I go there every week with my sheep"……

Peace is not what you think, because my perception of peace is different than yours. Peace is not what I think, because someone else's perception of peace differs from mine.

I wonder what exactly they do in the peace process? Is it convincing others of how my perception of peace is right or it is better than yours? or something of that kind...

a Gypsy, in the Land of Life...

Like a gypsy, I wander, I wander for existence in the land of life!

Land of life has scores of territories to break in the journey and throws towards me a countless events to live.

There are deep forests like Amazon where I can get lost. I can get lost to find my way out to the triumph. Or I can get lost and die like millions of unheard creatures. Otherwise, the old man says, I can follow the leader on the boulevards of these forests. This way I can enjoy the forest journey and find the triumph or at least die without inferiority.

There are oceans of joy, sorrow and other such things. I dive into it, I surf on it's huge waves. I sail through it sometimes if I so desire. Besides, I can always sit back on the shores and try to arbitrate the extent and vigor of the ocean I am gazing at.

There are endless planes here. Planes, which make me feel alone in this universe. Planes, which gives me the feeling of emptiness. Monotonous planes, which kills every excitement in my drive. Such planes, which I fear, could last for lifetime. If I am lucky enough, the old man says, I will see mountains on the horizon, to mark the end of the planes.

Sky piercing mountains! Mountains from where, I can look at the trail I have walked on this land. Mountains, the old man says, may take a lifetime to climb up to the summit; and then I could see the land of Life, in totality. Heaven is closer to these summits than the land of Life, the old man says!