The Blissful cloud !

Once upon a time there was vast Ocean , as vast and encapsulating as one could imagine . On a very sunny day a small chunk of water from the ocean evaporated and took the shape of a cloud . Thereafter it was carried by the winds to foreign lands where it poured whenever it felt heavy giving useful water to plants , people, lakes and rivers . Every shower gave it a temporary satisfaction , a reason to feel proud of its skill to produce water better than the other clouds , being the best at the job. But as the rains departed , the cloud was filled with discontent , boredom and restlessness. It kept longing for the next opportunity where it could once again prove its superiority, fill the rivers and lakes with water and boast of being the best cloud in the sky . Seasons kept passing but none could give the peace and stillness to the cloud , this search for permanent solace kept emerging as desires for better downpours until one magical moment the air current changed direction and the cloud was blown up high into the sky to a place from where the vision of the entire world was clear .
From that height the cloud saw the truth of which it was always a part but was never aware. All the water which poured from the cloud into plants , used by people, flowing in rivers and lakes finally went and became a part of the same ocean from where the cloud originated. For the first time in its lifetime the cloud experienced the peace and bliss which was eternal and fulfilling. The discontent which it was suffering from which kept manifesting as a desire to pour was nothing but an urge to be one with the Ocean of which it was once a part . Now it realized that it was never separated from the ocean . The ocean had taken the form of a cloud to fulfill the needs of so many to finally merge into itself again . The cloud now smiled at the pride it felt for its skill and the desires it had again and again . From that moment onwards the cloud swayed effortless in the sky , with the faith that it was, it is and it will always be a part of the Ocean it came from . The Ocean winds are guiding it to where it is most required , its form is just a medium through which the ocean is bringing to life a purpose .
Every life no matter how infinitesimal or gigantic is serving a purpose of something bigger , better, powerful, loving of which it is also a part. That something which we may call God ,nature, consciousness, energy or simply divine logic is ever present and ever blissful. If we just stop and be still we can observe how life is moving through us . Otherwise we are just carried away by life without realizing the stillness, peace and bliss that we are . The shift is just in our perception of life . Something works through us to fulfill a divine cause . We were created from it so we are also a part of it.
If we realize the something we are then we can surrender the worries , doubts and fears to it and just observe how the sequence of events in our life keep happening so that a purpose can be achieved through us .Only when we are devoid of worries, fears, desires and hatred we can be 100% active and aware in the present . Then our actions are selfless, effective and well directed. Feverishness is replaced with motive .
If we keep living a life directed by our own ego , our Identity is the center of whatever we think , feel and act . Every action accompanies to itself a tinge of feverishness, fear and disbelief. Believe it or not happenings are beyond the control of the human ego .
Find out the magic and power you are and believe in it . If still in doubt look up into the sky the that cloud still floats effortless and blissful !

What Will I Become !

A tiny seed just sown into the soil . If it had a mind like ours posing millions of questions to it and the most uncertain of them all – ‘ What will I Become !’. A poor tiny thing with nothing under its control. The sunlight owned by the Sun , water owned by the clouds, minerals owned by the soil and protection dependent on its environment . With so many tensions to handle the poor plant hidden inside the seed would die of a massive heart attack in its womb, which is the seed. Thankfully the seed is free from the mind , the only realization that it possess is faith . The faith that the power which caused it to ‘BE’ will sustain its ‘BEING’. With such a faith the creation is tuned with the seed and guided by its intentions. Whatever the seed has to ‘BECOME’ will effortlessly be reached .
The journey of life is like a Coconut tale . There it was hanging gracefully on a tall tree in all its serenity , then arose an intention to know how it feels to touch the ground , be consumed by others, satisfy someone’s thirst or become a part of someone’s meal. So that very moment it fell from that height and took various different forms . Now the coconut water in the glass, shredded coconut in the pan and the dried coconut skin woven into the mat have taken different identities. They have lost the realization of who they originally are – ‘ Coconut ‘.
When a new born comes into existence it brings along an intention, a purpose . A destination where it will reach living through various stages , facing numerous situations in which it will intend and act in a typical way . The supreme , powerful , God or nature whatever you call it has already decided for us – ‘ What will I become’. The faith is the deciding factor . If you believe that you are taken care off and surrender , life changes ,from a struggle fueled by desires and fear to a journey where you are a vehicle which the divine rides and enjoys its creation until the destination is reached. Instead of thinking ‘ What will I become’ think “ What I am “. Question your own identity – “ Who am I “. We are a part of the divine , search for that divine power in you and be aware of how it is controlling your life…..
We want to become a doctor , engineer, politician , actor and the list is endless. Ever thought of becoming ‘ GOD’- An ocean of selfless love . Just try to be like God, may be you will find that there is no need to become what we already are !

My Journey to Myself !

A small, intermittent spark of energy ,
Wanted to burn quickly and become bright ,
Glows peacefully like the wick of a candle ,
Shining steadily in its inner light ……..

A weapon as sharp as the mind ,
Cutting differences in anxiety and fear ,
The edges have merged in acceptance ,
Every particle so mine and dear ………….

The Struggles to emerge superior,
In the battles so frequent and fierce ,
Just vanished when I looked in awareness,
There was nothing else but myself to Pierce …………

The division of life into patches ,
By expectations of happiness and Joys ,
Is now one continuous celebration ,
The events , a mixed bag of toys …………

Actions which always intended to impress,
To match the better with the very best ,
Just express the bliss of existence ,
Emerging from deep peace and rest ……….

The Doer of deeds like burdens ,
In search of acceptance and fame ,
Is a medium through which nature functions ,
Untouched by praise or blame ……

It was in love I was so limited,
It is love if I feel so vast ,
Love and only love is the present ,
Without it , the creation wont last …………

The Guru ...

The Guru …..

Watching the world for all these years ,
But still living like a hapless blind ,
Until the Guru kindled my vision,
The real darkness was of the mind ….

When Drowning amidst flood of emotions ,
I held on to my savior’s hand ,
Who introduced me to my own reality ,
So that every storm I could withstand ….

Even the tinniest particle of this creation ,
Is a master from which we can learn ,
He showed that by keen observation,
The highest knowledge we all can earn….

This creation is an evolution in action ,
The Guru just an expression of its form ,
A messenger of love and freedom ,
To demolish every misleading norm ….

The Guru exemplifies the Divine Power ,
Unknown and unobserved in our life ,
When realized will remove all ignorance ,
When lived will end all strife …..

A torch that leads us out of the dungeon ,
So that we can shine as bright as the sun ,
To enlighten every dungeon on the planet ,
And be united in love as one ……

Me ….

Who Am I ....

Who Am I !

The silence underlying every deep truth ,
Or the chatter covering each shallow lie ,
The most enigmatic of all existing wonders,
Question of all questions- Who am I………..

The one who is in tears when in suffering ,
Or the myself who just observes me cry ,
A point in me where the pain cannot reach,
If not the sufferer, then Who am I……..

Someone who is proud of my victory ,
Or the spectator who always watches me try ,
A success in me does not long to win ,
If not the competitor, then Who am I……..

He who is shaken by the slightest sense of fear,
Or the permanence that does not even shy ,
A faith in me is bigger than all my fears ,
If not a weak human, then Who am I………..

The lake always seeking for more water,
Or the ocean which never feels dry ,
Something in me is always expanding ,
If not a limited structure, then Who am I……..

The mind which always has a question,
Or the stillness which has never asked Why ,
A peace in me has never rattled,
If not the mind, then Who am I ……….

The Quest....

Fear , anxiety , feverishness , jealousy and anger ……….. all are branches of the tree sprouting out of the mind …….. ego sense is the root and desire is the nourishment for its growth . The moment ‘me’ exists , mine follows …….. with mine creeps in a sense of possession in the mind , an urge to prove that the ‘me’ is superlative to every other on the planet , this urge the mind defines as a win . With every victory is a moment of pause , then the longing for the next target to conquer. There is no rest at all , every split second of our existence becomes a challenge , a battle to possess everything that interests us , a quest to prove our superiority in every situation.
What is needed is just a moment with ourselves, a breath of relaxation to observe our longings and desires in their depth. The root of every desire of the mind is to expand , expand over another mind , another body , another situation or another hindrance . The longing is just the ripple on the surface of the ocean , if we dive deep we would know the source of it is something else. The craving is just the effect , its very temporary , it keeps changing its form . But the cause for it is something permanent . The cause keeps manifesting in different ways in our lives , we keep running and burning to satisfy the craving , ending up only in having the next one.

The observant mind , is aware of the cause and not fooled by the effect . It rests in the cause rather than chasing the effects. For it the expansion of ‘me’ is so much that it encompasses the entire creation. Then it does not see any diversity. When there is no difference between any two , there is only ‘one’, nothing left to conquer, every breath a celebration of victory ……… the entire creation dissolves in a similarity , a oneness we call – LOVE.

The conditioned mind is always involved in the futile effort of chasing each and every desire, the path is long and painful but the destination is still the same – Oneness. It goes through similar patterns carved through its craving again and again until it discovers it is a futile exercise……. Then it lets Go ………..

Choice is always ours …….observe or keep running ……….

Discover !

Discover……


Life was a dark and lost alley,
Every direction engulfed in a long night,
A magic moment , my eyes opened,
Every corner got illuminated with light ….

In the quest of owning everything ,
Which in reality were my very own,
Craving for all the beautiful flowers,
So many weeds I had sown …..

Love was the biggest puzzle ,
Which always stuck strong in my mind,
When dissolved in my very existence,
No more questions could I find…

Anger , jealousy , hate and envy …
In all my companions I could see,
When zoomed out I was amazed,
It was ‘I’ competing with ‘Me’……

In the search for my guiding light,
I looked out to every corner of earth,
One moment when I looked in,
It was there since my very birth……..

I was living on the circumference of a circle,
Going in rounds again and again,
Now I rest peacefully at the center,
All worries just seem in Vain………..

The Game Of the Mind ....... MAAYA

Its playing , it’s the cleverest and the most deceptive , every second of your existence , whether you are aware or not , the game is on ……… the mind always in action . It is a match of the titans …….. a match of epic proportions …… a match between you and yourself, living and observing , penance and peace , something and nothing . Every being is in the game but a few realize that they are a part of the game , even fewer compete to win, rarest of the rare win it and then eventually loose everything they possess . The best skill that one can have is the eye for keen observation , aware of every happening . The most fierce competitor , our dearest friend- Ego . Those who are stiff, will break again and again until they can bend . Those without a backbone will keep swaying from one end to the other until they can stand . Those who compete are like a candle . Selfless enough to burn for others , diligent enough to take a form out of wax standing still in a pattern for so long , innocent enough to allow the matchstick to light the wick and produce light , observant enough to be aware of the darkness around and humble enough to melt in surrender when the heat is unbearable and be one with the wax again.
Millions have come and gone , the game continues, choice is always ours, to play or be played …………….

PRAISE to the PLAYER in YOU !
JAI GURU DEV !