It is going to be almost a year since I updated my blog. But here I am today at it again - with some profound thoughts. Some pleasant thoughts arising from some not so pleasant hard-hitting, soul-stirring yet a miniscule incident in my busy mommy life.
Lot many of my friends know me as an introvert and yet there are few good ones (ahm ahm the lucky ones) who know me in quite the opposite way. But in my limited interaction with people, I have always realized
Cooking can be a great meditation technique. I am telling this from my experience. After a break of almost 6 years, I am back to the routine of cooking regularly in the morning
"Have compassion for all beings, rich and poor alike, each
has their sufferings." - Buddha
For years I have lived envying the happiness of others. For years
I have lamented over my fate. For years I have complained life is unfair to me.
For years I have blamed others for all the bad things happening all
around. For years I have wanted a chance when I can prove I am
superior. And one fine day I woke up to realize I have finally proved. Now the game was reversed - now
others lamented while I rejoiced. I relished having it all.
Am I a good person? the thought shook me to the core.
My co-anchor nudged me to bring me back to senses. I was hosting a talk show
with some college students on the topic -"Nation and Generation today
". My guest, dean of a state university, had asked a question from the
participating students in my show - "What is your aim in life?" Such
a simple question. I would have answered - a TV anchor, had it been asked from me
nine years ago. But not by this simple looking girl who gave the most different
response - "I want to always answer yes to the question Am I a good
person?" Everybody applauded.
He came to me with eyes seething in anger and
hatred. He wanted to hurt me with some modern weapon in his hand. The night was
dark as the skin of a cobra, hissing through the sounds of winds.
"Bhikkhus, it is not easy to find a
being who has not formerly been your mother...your father...your sister...your
son...your daughter..."
If the above words of Buddha are true,
then how can we be unkind to anyone? I came across this story while searching
for some answers. Buddhism, though I am no Buddhist, is full of subtle powerful
teachings that can be imbibed without following any rituals. I am in the stage
of life where burdened by responsibilities, I might ignore my elders, parents,
and in-laws, their advices, might find their habits irksome and might hurt
them. This story teaches me filial piety. I understand now that we may have
differences with people including our elders but that doesn't mean that we
should stop being polite, kind, caring or dutiful towards them. And also that
we can never repay the debt of kindness of our parents, all of them :)
"When people see some things as good, other things become bad."
What new can be said for the rivalry
between the Good and the Evil? For, it has been there from the beginning of nowhere
and it will always be to the end to nowhere. But there happens an uncertain-unrecorded time in the past or present or future, when there ensued a showdown between the manifestations of the two.
He was my rival in my world as he owned everything
that I ever dreamed of. We both started at same level. But his ways to get to
things were shrewder than mine. Or I was much naïve, as I thought, at that
time. But he didn’t have one thing that I possessed- a boon by the sorcerous
powers- a mirror that could warn me about any immediate foe. And so I knew
about him from the beginning before even knowing him.