Man: Sometimes competition exhausts me and sometimes the thought of competition alone can have the same effect. I believe it all dirty out there. And I get nervous too.
Silence: Think of covergence and divergence. You converge with others and covet a thing and you lose energy by going against the friction. Try start running in the opposite direction where paths diverge as in they are opening up. What is it that you are aiming for now ? Both friends and foes are beloved now, so much so that the categorization itself is a passe`. Covet you shall, and that too in large numbers. Elevate human life with your endevor and you will love the resistance which comes your way. You were born to make it more beautiful and you shall strive for it alone.
Dirty it will be. You have to descend from the peak of conceptualizations and fight the battles galore in the real glory of this physical world. Be afraid, as you maybe since its your nature. But no man has ever escaped to be free. And this where faith makes it mark. Since ages it has and till eternity, only faith will ferry the subscribers through. Because, none has ever been completely insulated from the darkness of doubt.
Man : Dearest, first You give us Your love in the form of parents, siblings, friends, soul mate, children, national pride and then You decide to take every pleasure away. Why ?
Silence : Sweetest child, extend your hands further out and open your plams slowly. Now what do you see in those ?
Man: Nothing.
Silence: This is how you began when you were born as you were my reflection. This is how you remain in life and being even when everything passes through those palms. And this is what I will greet you with when you come back to me.
Man : And if You love us so, why do you make us endure so much ?
Silence : Who am I to decide about your pleasures and pain ? I give you Myself and you make choices. I give you the consciousness to judge what is good and bad and its you who is free to ignore or embrace. Through you O my children, I revel and I suffer according to what you define but for Me nothing is to be felt.Its Me who dies with the dying millions still untouched by death, itz Me which bleeds and not the blood, its Me who rejoices in your health , its Me who embodies all the pain and happiness still unbound by what I conjure, for I am the fabric and I am the weaver of life, but I am still not live.
You paint and I appear, you speak and I am written, I am in the men and women you meet, I am in the touch and I am in the feel, I am the vision and yet I have no directions and I have no dimensions. I am above all for I am the One.
Come and allow Me to be a spectator of my own.
Man: They are alive in my world and in fact they are a definitive part of it. I have accepted their point of view though I may never agree fully with what they prescribe, preach and follow. Why still, there is no love which surrounds all of us ?
Silence: Please close your eyes slowly. Now imagine everyone to be you. The person serving you food is you and so is the colleague sitting next to you. You will open the door for you and its you who will greet you on the street. You flip channels and still find yourself all over. Thousands and millions of you,young and old, healthy and sick, roaming the streets, washing cars, trading stocks, handling furnances, driving cars, on the road, in their homes, going about daily business.
Now slowly open your eyes and answer this to yourself. Do you wish to live in such a single lens , mono color world ? The uniformity in thought and emotion you yearn for is as true as Myself. Don't chase this question for it is as stable as eternity. This diversity is in itself a beauty , the taste and experience of which will bring you closer to the unity which is underneath. Treat as one - in love, pain, joy and grief for the eyes of your soul are on Me.
