The Two Realities

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“It is in loving, not in being loved, the heart finds its quest; it is in giving, not in getting, our lives are blessed ..."

 

                                                                                                                 

Few know what time is, a minute or an hour? I’d rather call the thoughts of some just ‘mea culpa’. Most try to abscond from the reality of life and eternity, but once have to arrest themselves to it. The trinity of God, your soul and wisdom itself is so vast that one could give it the title of ‘The universe’ or ‘The Great Medallion of Truth’ right inside your fist sized heart beating inside your very body. The sharp, slow and the bulky turns in life teach us the most confusing truths which are so undauntedly holy. They are though very traumatizing to the extent of mental torture but are a kind of reminder for souls which do not realize the disorder existing which is called the material world. Sometimes when life is depressing we forget that we are prey to our own advertisements of sorrow and mundane road we chose to drive upon visualizing nothing but a cobweb we are stuck in vulnerable to the attack of depression when not understanding life. The materials are so similar to the rouge on a beautiful lady’s cheeks, it stays until washed off. Same is the life rouged by perfect materials but washed away with reality. We all are very well aware of the infamous ‘momento moris’, the death truth of life. But do not forget the eternity of soul, God and love…the true trinity. It is all when in life you know how good and bad times can be, one moment of happiness and the other of sorrow and anguish, as time passes you have found the two exact truths which are the birth and the death, you know that none of these two truths can be convicted no matter how much the truth is enjoyed or feared.  Birth is obvious and death is eventually acted upon by nature, but above all this is love that breeds inside every soul which is even unaware of it.
 
 
Have you ever thought what could be ones greatest wealth or what could one value more than anything else? What could it be that no one can afford to lose no matter how big a person’s bank balance is? Most of us do not realize the open answer to these questions, but the consciousness which speaks somewhere deep beneath our human voice knows of the very feeling which is talked about here. Our greatest wealth in this universe of materials and worldly things would be the people we love and the ones whom we are loved by. One of the sacred moments to rejoice and preach would be when our tears are wiped and kissed away by our loved one. They say, “In the twilight of life, God will not judge us on our earthly possessions and human successes, but how well we have loved…” Yes, it is but very true. How could it be that our worldly successions are more valuable than our loved ones? Yet we are oblivious of our feelings that how much we love and care for a person until we have loved them and lost. Sometimes the bitterest lessons in life cannot be taught by books and teachers; they can’t be read or explained but felt. A very common example which is pain, either it is your own or your loved one’s. After all pain is pain. The mystical play of words full of emotions could only be understood by a person who knows how to embrace the warmth of the tear and experience it away. “To have loved and lost is better than to have never loved at all,” the truest fact.
 
 
In the vicinity of heart lies the very ocean of our divine being that knows exactly the shore we have to stand upon and wait for the right ship we have to sail upon. The innocence of the soul’s mystical play is not the fact that most could understand. The soul however knows that the body which it is carried by will not live for long as it will perish as time passes. We all know this truth and even its power and eternity, but do fail to stop our hearts from the bondage of the physical sensation of touch and its effect over the loved ones, the attachment that prevails in each of our hearts for our loved is not easily forgotten. The depth of the eyes; the words of the silence and the sound of unbreakable bond of love; which are all the words of god and his prowess have their meaning unseen by us.                                       
 
 

The relation of breath and the heart beat is so incomplete when one is absent exactly the way life is joyless and undone without a loved one; bad things are so easily forgotten in the nick of time and the up coming troubles so easily defied when a loved one holds the hand as an assured signal to be on our side for all the more to come; the eminence of the love showered by them is special in its own elegance. “To share what is difficult, to heel what is hurting, to think what is impossible, to understand without talking, is the miracle called love…”It is so inconceivably unworthy of being deprived of a loved one and ones’ love. “A sister no sister without brothers and sisters, and a brother no brother without sisters and brothers…”If you could once hug these wordsand set yourself on a journey of my little brother’s life by reading and finding the feelings, happy moments, experiences and tears that have disguised themselves as words, you could possibly find yourself on a new base of understanding of what even a child so small could experience…