Reflections - A Journey Through Life

A matter of mind I stopped short and looked into my mind. It was not a good sight. At best it was a tolerable chaos—boulders and potholes strewn around with a few pleasant oasis, green and cool, restoring overall peace. A noticeable path zigzagged all the way to horizon. It was not an arrow-straight metal road. Rather you can call it a wide walk made up of earthy soil. I like earth and soil. It is natural that my walk would be on a path made up of soil. Some places it had to cross barren lands and difficult obstacles. I could notice its narrow portions and also the wide stretches passing through the green patches of forests. I decided—the scene is not organized. I sat down on a boulder by the side of a river and contemplated. The first thing I noticed was the tenuous tentacles of worries and concerns reaching me from my problem areas even when cool water caressed my feet, birds sang in the forest and peace and quiet reigned. I decided—when I am in an oasis or a forest tha...

Some things you won't get back All through life we lose things. Some are small, some are important. Some are tangible, some intangible. We never know what we would lose tomorrow and usually we forget what we lost yesterday. Sometimes we get back our lost jewels, many times the lost remains lost forever. During our childhood, we lost our cricket balls. After a particularly strong hit the ball landed on a thicket. It was late. In the growing darkness we searched for it half-heartedly hoping that next morning we would find it. But that next morning never would come. While growing up we lost bigger things. It was Sunday. The bus was not crowded. I got a seat in front of the ladies seat. The golden rays of the setting sun colored her sweet face. I couldn’t take my eyes off her face. Our eyes met at regular intervals. One silent minute felt like eternity. Just when a seat was vacated near her and I got up to occupy it, she stood up. Her destination had come. For a month ...