Sunday, December 10, 2006
In a poignant mode...
Last nite I was reading this pretty physcic book...Many lifes Many Masters...The story is essentially a narrative of a physciatrist of his experiences with a patient of his who starts talking of her earlier births, stage of non physical existence between two births and how some people meet across births....
I must say it was damn interesting...so much so that i finished the whole book at one go..the whole 200 odd pages...
I mean stuff like these make u think...think aspects other than the typical.."job sucks, money sucks, boss sucks and there is no wife/gf to suck" stuff....I dont know how people react to reading stuff like this but for me, some of the things really made me think...think till late in the night, lying alone in my bed..and thinking about bizzare stuff; things like, What science justify's Mozart's brilliance at such an age???...
However there was something towards which my mind drifted and somehow i was trying to relate the two of them, though that might be a bit too far fetched...
Everyday i take an auto from my apartment to office in BKC and end up getting struck in traffic and seeing a bunch of urchins in absolutely sad state of existence...some of the instances are so sad that they put u completely off track....I recall seeing a battered young lady every day....must not be more than 17-18 years of age, begging...and she was pregnant...and a few days back i saw her begging..but this time with a difference.a deflated stomach and..she had a baby in her arms...I was like holy shit...how unfair life can be...
Nevertheless i came back to my apartment and one of my friends called up.."Yaar, meri kismat to total c$#@%& hui hai...sala boss didnt give me the required salary hike" At that point in time, i couldnt help but completely ignore him....when i have jsut been a spectator (silent.i.e..i infact wanted to give her some money or something but knew that if i did, i would have a difficult time warding off the hoard of beggers who would flock)....to such unfairness of life, by no stretch of imagination I could bring myself to agree with this frnd of mine who considered being off by a lakh of rupees as bad.
And last night, after reading the book, I was thinking about this very beggar....what's her folly that she was born in a house/slum like that and currently in a state like this...what's the damn fault of teh child that he was born to a beggar mom and was on the streets even before he has spend a month in this world..
In any other state, I would have been branded physco for taking my supposedly educated, scientific and rationale driven mind into these realms but last night for a change I was thinking about things at a level slightly higher from our mundane worries and I didnt want to be ashamed of it....
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Could not help reading one more article. Thought of taking a nap as I have an early mroning ahead.But you impress me each time with this writing art that u have been blessed with.
I may not have a convincing answer to the ques. u have raised n the end, but will surely try attempting it. Will be long but do read it.
This story is not fabricated.
There was this happily married couple who were blessed with a mentally n physically challenged child.
Would you call that a blessing?
The couple sits to introspect theirlives n draw a conclusion that they have been very good n kind to everybody.
Unable to answer the foll ques
- What harm did they do to have a baby of this kind
- What harm did that new born do, to have been deprived of mental n physical strength
they decide to relinquish the worldly pleasures and in their search to understand the real meaning of life come in contact with a maha guru.
The guru says that in the previous incarnation, the child was a very pitiless jailor and the parents were prisoners who died of the sufferings imposed on them by this jailor. There was bitterness and hatred when the souls left the body of prisoners.
Equilibrium or law of balancing as u have mentioned in one of your writings does fnction in our lives.
The parents were blessed with the child to set off the negativity of their past incarnation as the jailor had this umbilical linkage.
The arrogant jailor wholived in world of self importance could not move his limbs n apply his mind in his new life - again act of balancing.
So if u beleive in the theory of re-birth, u will understand as to why that child wasborn in rags n not riches.
Its not the journey of the body but the soul
The real purpose is the merger of this soul with the divine soul and u have to cross through various stages of life to reach divinity.
In accounting parlance, each soul has an account. Whatever good that u do gets credited n whatever harm that u inflict gets debited. The balance can be a net debit or credit.
So when a child brings this account with him, he may be wrapped with rag/silk piece. In his new incarnation fh tastes the flavour ofhis past life debits n credits.
But ya he has a chance in this life to add more credit to his account to mitigate the negative balance that he is carrying of which he is unaware.
Ya for more gyaan on this subject do get in touch with me.
I love this story & would asku to circulate it amongst ur friends. Draft it properly and spread this amongst all whom u know.
Remember this will credit your soul account sandeep.
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