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Judging the self

You judge the color of the sky based on yesterdays clouds that you remember today as seen yesterday.  You judge yourself based on your thoughts that come from yesterday’s situation as you remember today as it happened yesterday.  Are you seeing things as they are and as they happen?  Are you clouded by thoughts born out of your perception of how it happened?  Do you make a factual statement based on something somebody told on someday as to how it happened in their analysis of the worldly situation? Whom are you judging here? What are you judging? On what grounds you stand when you judge? What is the basis of judgement?  Are you basing your claims based on a moving platform? Will you have an stable opinion about yourself or anyself for that matter? अपने वजूद को समझो, क्या तुम्हारा आधार है। निराधार राय को जन्म दे कर किसकी पहचान बना रहे हो।  हथेली मैं बहती हवा को पकड़ कर एक ठोस पत्थर की पहचान कैसे निर्धारित कर सकते हो।  क्यों ख़ुद का ख़ून और वक़्त जायज़ करते

Mind - a river

Mind flows like the river. It has not seen the ocean but still carries own in search of the ultimate bliss that it has glimpsed but not yet become.  The water finds the lowest point. The mind becomes humble. Humility blossoms. The water overcomes the rock solid obstacles. The mind develops patience and perseverance. A never give up attitude. The water irrigates the fields and leaves fertile soil. The mind shares stories of hardship, toil and makes inside and everyone around light. The water jumps and cuts through hilly terrain. The mind exhibits its youthful exuberance.  The water keeps flowing. The mind keeps exploring the new. The clouds come and meet the mountains. The rivers of life are born. The seeds of mind are fresh from pure rich showers of rain.  The river is born. Streams innocently flow and bubble down the hills. Gathering experience and water to form rivers. They become lazy and lame in fields, dwindling wherever the slopes takes them. Seems directi

Why is mind restless?

If you were a child going to a fair with your father and in the hustle bustle of crowd you lose contact with your father. You were holding your father’s hand and somebody came in between and then a stream of people rushed in and you were thrown in different direction. What will happen to you? You will search for your father.  Then the colors of fair might attract you and you will be lost in them for a while.  You will suddenly remember your father and run around to find him. Then the sounds of fair might attract you and you will be lost in them for a while.  You will suddenly remember your father and run around to find him. Then the lights of fair might attract you and you will be lost in them for a while.  You will suddenly remember your father and run around to find him. Then the circus in fair might engage you. You may come into the act of the circus and then go elsewhere and then come again. In between you may remember your father and yearn for him, long f