"FEEL YOURSELF"

Before continue reading, you need to promise me and yourself that you will follow what is written then you can experience what I intend to make you feel.

Close your eyes and let yourself free and look inside you. Let your soul wander; now imagine yourself standing outside the heaven door. The magnificent colossal entrance encircled by mist, its handle studded with lamp whose glow turns the mist around into sparkling rose carrying the “welcome sign”. Then suddenly the door opens slowly and a cool breeze osculates your face. The light falls on your face as sun rises, spreading its gleam all around with you being the cynosure. You can see people emerging from the light and heading towards you, the people are dressed from head to toe in shining white apparel. Their visages are glowing with contentment bearing enormous smile to see you. They greet you with your name as they guide you inside heaven. 

As you enter, you see a rainbow, wait did you see children sliding on it. You can feel the aroma of the charismatic nature.  The giggling of children, chuckling of people can be heard around. All the people are well fed, just enjoying their stay in heaven.

As you are enjoying the atmosphere, there is a Baaang and the mist encircles you, revolves around you. In the glimpse of a second you are teleported to a new place.

As you reach there, the entire attire changed. Cool breeze is no more blowing but all you can see is volcanic eruptions; the surrounding breeze has changed its color and nature. Now it’s like a blaze that makes you feel that you are in the middle of desert baking roti on chulaas in the scorching sunlight wearing an over coat. 

Then you see people wearing garland made of chopped fingers. As you look around, you can see a person with big mustache chopping down the fingers of people, they are screaming in pain and fear which seems to be pleasing the person with mustache.

The entire surrounding is permeated with sadness, sorrow and grief. People, instead of trying to help each other and taking stands for themselves, are rather pushing one another to save their selves.  Then you see a guy running towards you with a hatchet and his visage soaked in blood. You can feel the terror as your death fast approaches. You are running as fast as you can to save yourself, just then a blow comes from behind as you try to gather your breath, beheads you. Your head is lying on the piping hot floor. The person is chopping your fingers with a ghastly laugh.

As the person with a hatchet in his hand leans towards your face to slice it down into pieces, there is a Blassssssssssst….!!!! and you find yourself in a single piece on your bed as your mummy/friend wakes you up. Then you soon move your hand to check if your head is in its place or not. You close your eyes and thank your deity for keeping you safe and sound.

So, how do you feel; just share your experience whether it may be weird or what you can imply from it or what you can learn from it.  Everything is left to your discretion.

LOVE: AN ESSENCE

Love, a four lettered word, has different meanings and diverse descriptions. Each and every person has different views and explanations for love. Even in ancient mythology, love has been vividly described. Some say “love thyself then only you can love others” while some say “true love is an epitome of sacrifice” and many other views, sayings and philosophies are available.

But I still don’t understand the meaning of love. I have crossed my twenties to reason out “WHAT IS LOVE” but have not succeeded in finding the answer yet. Different perceptions by different people keep on haunting me. Whether they are wrong or I have failed to understand their perspectives.  If they are right then why Lord Krishna slaughtered Kansa. What crime had he committed? He just loved thyself, so just to save himself he committed atrocities on innocent people and even on his sister Yashodhara. But in the overall scenario he failed to love others.  So do we have to consider his act as an act of brutality or self defense?

Even our father of nation “MAHATMA GANDHI” loved thyself and his country and fought against the British to snatch the freedom from their hands to gain independence for his country, which had been in the shackles of bondage over a period of 200 years. Then why was he shot dead by his own countrymen, whom he loved and stood for. He loved others, then why was he shot dead.

Kansa and Gandhi, both have been the opposite sides of the same coin, one who loved himself and other oneself and others. Even then both were slaughtered. WHY???

What is the real meaning of love??? What we really are missing???? These instances leave me bewildered. I find myself lost in fog, the more I search for, the denser it gets.

Still my questions are unanswered. The question which prevails everywhere and each one of us seeks an answer to it.

If love is not about thyself or others, then what is it????

Love, what I feel, is not bound by any vivid meaning or description. It’s endless, the more you feel it, the more you are engrossed by its presence. Love is not just an essence; it’s about how you feel about yourself and everyone around you. Rather, it’s the essence that unites the communities and individuals together.  Love simply is self esteem/self image of an individual.

Love is like a seed, you sow it and with proper nurturing it turns into a bud…. then slowly a leaflet ….then a plant……then into a tree which bears fruits and flowers. Then, this tree bends with its fruits to feed the passerby. Passerby is overwhelmed by its offerings and honours its care. Soon its magnificence and glory spreads around the globe.

So if you really need to have that essence, that self esteem and that self image, all you need to possess is just that small seed of love, which you need to sow within yourself and nurture with your care, kindness and humbleness.  Hence, when it grows ready to be reaped, it offers love and becomes a catalyst in each other’s growth.

I have sowed my love seeds. When are you going to sow yours and reap them? J