"A profound unmitigated loneliness is the only truth of life"
- R.K. Narayan

Very many centuries ago, a dazed hairy being, half-human half-animal, may have wandered out of his shack, into the forest, towards the dying rays of the setting sun. He wouldn't venture too far from the fire that kept him warm yet in that short walk he would make a discovery, which would connect him to another dazed half-human half-animal, who would blog about him on this day.

The straying hominid would have stumbled upon a bush with sharp, pungent smell. He may have plucked some leaves and brought them back to the bon-fire to investigate. While looking at it, some leaves may have slipped and fallen into the pot of boiling water. His curiosity may have been stoked so much that he took a sip of that water, and lo! behold! he just had the most refreshing drink known to humans even to this date.

Today, Me, another 'nothing-more-than-a-hominid', also strayed into the kitchen, towards the blurring rays of a dim kitchen bulb and thrust my hand at whatever was in my reach. Coincidentally, it had a pungency that made me take it closer to the light. When I turned over the box to read its contents, a tea bag slipped out and fell right into the boiling water on the gas. Something in me aroused and I couldn't stop myself from pouring that mixture into a cup and sipping it right away. It was very bitter at the outset, but soon changed into a strange and sweet after-taste that took me back into time immemorial...

Why does sipping raw platonic tea, feel like a breath of fresh air when we have so many varieties of modern tea versions out there? As civilized beings we have consciously thrust ourselves onto new frontiers, we have come a long way ahead but why is there a feeling to go back to basics now? It wasn't God or anybody else that complicated our lives, we did it with our own hands and our own intents and purposes, then why does simple living beckon us again? What is with that 'Level Zero' which calls out to our hearts no matter which Level we are on and the heart yearns to answer it?

Our ancestors became human when they came down from the trees, and as advancing humans we built skyscrapers and climbed up again. Yet, there is something in the ground that pulls us down, whenever we get too far from it. Newton called it Gravity; I wouldn't disagree with his greatness, yet I feel its a more grave attraction than just a physical force; something of an earthly bond that not just impels but also compels us to stoop down to it, though we know we are going to be one with it... one final day.
She is one woman I can never forget. I want to tell you her story - and through that - think of her with all my heart. Of all the ladies in my life, Of all the members of my family, she stands out in a special way..

I have known her for a long, long time. Her heart had a warmth that never failed to comfort me whenever I slept with her. After long and tiring days, through depressing times, her silent company gave me peace. With every passing day she changed, yet I always saw in her the unfailing sparkle of an angel that you know you can fully trust.

She is a very tolerant lady but, sadly, the world does not recognize and value tolerance today. Her gratuity has been blatantly abused, and so many times her own people have shred her fiber to pieces. People, loaded with lust and greed have attacked and raped her of her innocence, yet, she suffered in silence, and her nature of love and care wasn't hurt any bit. She still fosters all her loved ones with the same motherly passion and equanimity. In fact, she even gave refuge to the ones who assaulted her. I watch her plight every day and my heart bleeds but don't seem to have the courage to stand up for her and defend her.

She loves me in her deeds and I only love her back in kind..

Through her years, she has sacrificed a lot to keep us happy. Though we all burden her with our mess, she never tires and goes about her productive tasks every day, every year. None of my people give her the credit she is due. When my parents are not around, I whisper my deepest thoughts to her and she talks reassurances back to me. She still treats me like a child and taunts and pampers me in her own lovely ways.

Today she is a grand old lady yet there is more youth in her than ever before. She bleeds in multiple places but perseverance is her life-blood. She stands ravaged but still fights to retain her values. In her, we find our stand, our purpose, yet we take her for granted. This doesn't shake her any bit as she continues to embrace us with her infinite justice and never ceases to inspire us with her enduring love. We are not the fruits of her labor, yet her presence leaves an impression on us beyond measure. Sometimes we just can't describe her in words..

Outsiders call her India. I can't help but call her... Mother!
Who I merge with in my death; and she'd no more be, the other.

"Three mothers that we shall forever be indebted to - the mother that bears, the mother (earth) that feeds and the mother (goddess) that guides"
GurujiThat's what Happiness is meant, In living the present moment...

How is it possible master? How can I not think of my past? The years that I have lived has taught me so many lessons. Shouldn't I use that knowledge to be cautious in my present day? I have good memories that I like to cherish and it makes me feel good. How can I just let it go?

GurujiWhy fetter yourself with wounds indolent? Detach and fly into the present moment...

Agreed that the past also comes with a huge baggage of painful experiences. In fact, I do feel I recall the pains more than the pleasures. Someone said the past is like a snake that coils around you and strangles you one fine day.

But what about the future then? How can I live without knowing where I am going to? Can I drive my car aimlessly without having a destination to go to? A kite without its thread flutters aimlessly. What's the point in not having a plan?

GurujiAnxiety, is what the futures foment. Just sway in the present moment...

Hmm.. now when I look back, my planning has made me quite tensed and almost always I just accomplished a compromised version of my goals. Maybe we should just let destiny take us where we ought to be. They say the one without any goals will always achieve his goal. I do agree that walking on the beach is so pleasurable and peaceful precisely because one doesn't have a destination to go to or an appointment to keep.

But master, Is it practical to live the present moment without any pragmatic thinking? Being an adult I need to show presence of mind and become responsible isn't it? I just can't let things around me lie untended. If I don't complete my work then won't it affect everything around me? If I don't worry about the world, who will? 

Guruji: Fishes don't control the water current. Liberating, is the present moment...

Oh I see! so I am taking up unnecessary responsibilities is it? and maybe I am even interfering in other's lives? Not giving them the freedom to choose their ways. In fact, with hindsight, I feel people have hinted that some times but I just didn't pick the signal.

Now master, they say even animals live in the present moment. They are not driven by emotions, feelings, intellect and memory like us. Even babies live in the present moment. Will it suit me to live like them? Will it behove a human being to start living like animals?

Guruji: It's not the mode, but look at the intent. See the Free-ness in the present moment...

Every argument of yours is convincing master, but somehow I am not able to bring myself to live such a free-thinking life. I want to be involved, though I feel caged in my thoughts all the time.

GurujiSavour your life, before it is spent.. By living fully, every present moment..