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This January was a turbulent month, not that I strongly believe in Dr. Bejan Daruwalla but most of what he has predicted or rather anticipated would happen, did come true. As always ( I don’t know why I explain what I expect of any post), I am pretty sure that this post may have nothing which you can connect with, but I am sure you might at least spend some time pondering and that may be all that this reading might offer, but it is no modest aspiration to say so..

This month was a ride through the lanes and streets of the weird city of silence. Silence in abundance is tranquility. Tranquility helps us reach to that point within ourselves that we tend to connect with the free energy of the universe. Penance is probably one of the spin-offs of this ride. Critically, if I need to analyze how this ride brought with it an enriching experience then I need to put it as how it acts as an emotional drain. It fixes the fountain and then it drains us off the emotional slack helping us reinvent ourselves. So, this post is dedicated to my experiences with silence .. Thank you !

This post and the subsequent posts under this theme are only meant for people who wish to understand philosophy from an individual’s point of view rather than the accepted notions of religion. I need not stress on the point that subscribing to a religious belief or rather an ideology doesn’t meant that one is totally supportive of the entire religious doctrine. A point(s) of difference exists and I say , is the reason for our existence. Differences in thought, in action sustains the juice for everyone of us to appreciate. Similarities cant generate interest, all of us seek that difference between the two individuals, difference between our aura and the aura of the supreme soul. What I wish to talk about under this theme is that I wish to present my view or my understanding of scheme of things. Individuals , their actions, moral values. decisions etc. are all a part of the bigger picture of understanding their philosophy. This is an attempt to put my thoughts in words so that, people (which includes me) will be able to appreciate the emotions behind my words.

Soul Connection is one of the post which was an attempt to understand and view people with respect to how the entire equation is controlled by a supreme soul and we are all a part of it trying to align ourselves towards to attain salvation. Few considered it an amateur effort to fill the void within me, with a sense of understanding self rather than facing the reality.

Critics and their analysis is always a help, for the amount of emails I received regarding the soul connection drove me to explain my primary belief to see the bigger picture rather than keep ourselves to the small bits of it. This attitude to live life as a collection of moments rather than the moments alone was the major point which was debated in my post Are you in next?

I wish to take this opportunity to thank all the readers and the curious of you who mailed me to understand what I meant through that post. The reason I wish to speak of it now, many days after it has been posted is I still receive emails asking me to explain that post in a more simple way. This post is only an acknowledgment of the fact that I am grateful to those who instigated me to explore that thought once again and present my perception.

Analysis is possible only when things stay the same, which is not the case. Learning is a continuous process and we evolve into a better being every single day thinking about how the difference that exists can be understood better. This Series is an attempt to look at my thought expressed in Are you in next? from proximal quarters . Though this frames my or an individual’s perspective on happenings around us, it definitely would stand as a better projection of the idea listed in Are you in next? . I hope the readers would enjoy it.

Before I close I wish to convey my sincere feelings of gratitude to Ms. Anania from Greece who convinced me to pursue this idea of expressing that thought (lost in the annals of time) elaborately through this series. I encourage everyone to comment for it would help to know you as well as myself better !

This post happens to be the result of my another tryst with Silence. Firstly I understood that silence can come visiting not only between two phases of a conversation but also when moments of the past seem to weigh heavily on you.

I came across the line ‘To know where you stand in life measure how lonely you sleep in the night, not the crowd that surrounds you in the day’ when I was talking to a friend of mine. Memory did the rest to bring forth memories of the past, moments which were long forgotten. This was an enough invitation for the consent of silence to come visit me. This meeting was rather pleasant one, if i describe it that way. It made me understand how life defined as collection of memories seems to enjoy a lonely existence.

Are dreams only a experiment of our imaginative creativities or the delicate realities of our thoughts. How I had to grow over looking from within my self to look from beyond self. To visit ourselves as a stranger needn’t always be a pleasant experience. Moments arise and pass , days move out , nights move in creating that rift between the two beings within you. Its tough to understand that we need to rise above the conflict between the two and pull ourselves to be a stranger, to our own self to see the larger difference beyond the differences between the two beings within us.

Its tough to know whether we have the dare to seek the company of that stranger .. the only thing i can say is “Its definitely worth it”.

Silence is perhaps the most interesting phase of a conversation. Seldom do we realize that conversation frames an attempt to acknowledge the sense and ignore our emotions. Its only during the interregnum between two phases of a conversation that silence steps in. Rarely do we understand the power of silence and the difference it creates during that moment. It can bind people together with a bond of imagination that can never be broken. For in times of confusion, it is your trusted companion. In times of sadness, it has the power to console you. In times of anger, it will give a reason to think. Fragility of our thought added with Dignity of the Soul seek silence and surrender before it.

Apt is the line “Ubi Maior, minor Cessat!” People surrender before silence which has a different set of rules. It advocates divinity of thought and cruelty of the soul, for it minces your thought to reach to the level of self-realization , it churns your soul to raise its immunity to face cruelty. Silence never really gives birth to profound thought. It only plays the priest at your apotheosis to the level of a divus, when confusion about your actions ceases to exist. It places a quilt of tranquility over the logic and allows your emotions to reason it out. And this happens to be the reason behind many profound thoughts, for it fills ours space with a different paradigm of existence.

So do realizations happen when you listen to your heart or simply Let Silence be heard ?

Life goes a complete circle making us fathom the power of emotions. Indeed, it is tough to acknowledge that realisation visits us after the action is already out there.

No wonder ‘ When Harry met Sally ‘ was great hit. It speaks of how experiences are beyond imagination ( read Human Comprehension) and archiving of memories and experiences doesnt help In that story Sally and Harry share a plane flight. Sally is in a relationship with Joe , while Harry is about to get married to Helen .Harry explains why men and women can’t be friends, even if they’re in a relationship with other people. They part ways again once the flight is over.

Is it the convention that Soul and Mind play opponents so that things happen in life , or is it simple coincidence. Pleasant are memories which never existed or rather they never are owned by one being. Is it a trade-off between the memories and happiness that bothers the human heart?

Love, Hatred, Friendship, Enemity, Strangers … Everyone seems to be related and we indeed exist in a small world both physically and metaphorically. Living is a constant struggle to arrive at a compromise between the desires of the mind and values of the soul. In the triangle of Mind-Heart-Soul, this compromise plays on the heart and so on emotions.

Isnt there a way to win over yourself? People misinterpret that satisfaction is winning over one’s heart but seldom do they know that it is about a successful compromise that defines satisfaction than understanding of the heart.

Fate, Destiny .. we can name a battery of words which are supernatural and are not within our reach of understanding. As Paulo Coelho puts it,”Fate is only the wind that drives your ship, it is you, who sets the sails of the ships and steer it along.” . I trust it is our actions to arrive at the compromise that defines the direction of the sails and fate only fuels it.

I guess corrections, excuses are only a part of this drill to notice the right direction. Seldom do we find a pure existence and no one is any different. Varied Sizes of the fingers serve a purpose, so do these inflictions on the soul… Sorry I feel is not only a convention to speak of ending with a full stop, but also to look beyond to understand and channelise the sails of our ship!

No wonder, knowledge of the destination makes the ride boring and every experience forms a part of the adventure called life. Its about adjusting the weights for your mind and soul rather than changing the parameters in the compromise.

Excuse us all God!

She may be the face I cant forget,
the trace of pleasure or regret.
May be my treasure
or the price I have to pay.

She may be the song that Summer sings,
may be the chill the autumn brings.
May be a hundred different things
within the measure of a day.

She may be the beauty or the beast,
may be the famine or the feast.
May turn each day
into a heaven or a hell.

She may be the mirror of my dream,
the smile reflected in a stream.
She may not be
what she may seem.

She who always so happy in a crowd,
whose eyes can be so private and so proud.
No one’s allowed to see them
when they cry.

She may be the love that cannot hope to last,
may come to me from the shadows of the past.
That i remember
till the day I die.

She may be the reason I survive,
the Why and wherefore I’m alive.
The one I’ll care for through the rough
and ready years.

Me I’ll take her laughter and her tears,
and make them all my souvenirs.
For where she goes I’ve got to be
the meaning of my life is She.

(This work is not mine but is close to my heart & that I relate to)