|| PURNAJANM || – A THOUGHT ABRUPTLY CAME

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|| PURNAJANM || – A THOUGHT ABRUPTLY CAME WHILE SITTING BEFORE THE BAY OF BENGAL

The samsaric cycle is unending – PUNARAPI JANANNAM PUNARAPI MARANAM , PUNARAPI JANANI JATHARE SAYANAM, IHA SAMSARE BAHU DUSTARE , KRPAYA PARE PAHI MURARE ( Sri Bhaja Govindam )

I know people – even good friends – who say that they have past life memories. It seems disrespectful to not believe them; after all, on what basis can I deny they are true? On the other hand, I am not able to believe what they believe because my own integrity depends on only accepting rebirth if I have adequate verification. I am sure what people perceive as past life memories can be quite convincing to people who experience them. Such perceptions sometimes arise in meditation, especially in the calm of deep meditation where dream-like images easily occur. I have visualized and “experienced” events in meditation that seemed real but turned out to be projections of my imaginative mind.Based on that belief people get engaged in different techniques and meditations to prepare themselves for their next life. If people know there is a way to prepare for and influence their next incarnation, it naturally reduces the fear of death and dying.Knowing your own abilities in that respect you gain confidence and the fear is greatly reduced or overcome.I can easily understand this perspective for it is one I held myself for the first forty years of my life. The soul is essentially stuck in a never ending cycle of rebirth which can never be broken due to the continual need to balance one’s karma. Some of this karma can be worked off in life in the form of good works, but this is seldom sufficient to work off the entire debt, which must be accounted for in the next life by having the soul take on an incarnation that may be more difficult so the ongoing karmic debt can be worked off.There comes a time when the soul has to prepare to leave the comforting sanctuary of the Spirit World and embark upon another journey on earth. The moment you choose to be reborn is the last moment you get to enjoy the omniscience of knowing who and what they are, and souls often spent their last moments in deep silence and stillness to fully appreciate the experience.“Human being” is just a mask your soul is wearing right now, and when your mask falls off at physical death, you return back home to the love and light from which you came.You are a miracle, and your life is not meaningless. You chose to be where you are right now, even if you are in a place that is really difficult to cope with.

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Life goes On – “खुश रहो अहले वतन हो हम तो सफर करते हैं”

 

Life goes On – “खुश रहो अहले वतन हो हम तो सफर करते हैं”

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Moving across the bustling road of my city , I came across many people having their own interpretation of life, searching their own lexicon to give a new meaning to life…..some of them facing pitfalls………potholes , phobias, camouflaging their intentions, guilt, hiding their obnoxiousness and disparaging attitude.

While strolling towards Ashoka Talkies Road , I saw two beautiful women having penetrating eyes which speak volumes without noticing and acknowledging me ………..Its a pity, quite pathetic, a misery……so sad…..But life has no full stop….no red light……it has to move on finding its own way in an untrodden path….I was in a deep thoughtful mood witnessing my imaginations and ideas turning into reality. While sharing a cup of black raw coffee with my loneliness many ideas cropped up…….fighting with my inhibitions,phobias,a sense of guilt, something sinister…..horrendous ……..facing the music and dictates of life………

Finally, thought it was no use kicking against the pricks or kicking up a row/fuss with life. A sense of realization surrounded me…
Black raw coffee boasted my spirit level….I jumped up like an alien with full gutso and enthusiasm……a relief to my downs and lows…….waving a good bye……..Life has to move on………There is a song….by Gulzar —राह पे रहते हैं यादों पे बसर करते हैं ,खुश रहो अहले वतन हो हम तो सफर करते हैं !