Pose or Purpose? 

Pose is showing others what we pretend to be & what they want us to become.
Purpose is showing your own self what you are & what you want to become.

Have you ever felt as if you are living life the way others want you to be or the way others tell is the only way to live life. We all feel this way sometime or the other. This is a feeling sent by universe to change your direction. But we feel this as a common thing and ignore it. Once this message dissolves in our brain, again we involve ourselves in worldly matters.

How artificial our thoughts have become in this world. Only for the sake of surviving, we have embraced sensual pleasures, possessions, fake identity, false security and masked intentions. We have given up our purpose of living. In the name of technology our own spiritual powers have been stolen. We have become servants of technology. Our desires tripled and their bank balances too. Everyone is out there to show others how happy and rich they are, when in fact they are so poor that they want others’ attention to feel rich. Whenever I see people here spending thousands of rupees for the name sake, but not even a rupee for human sake, I feel as if I am living in hell. It’s about time to make this place a heaven. And it starts with our brain.

Our purpose is to seek the ultimate truth and seek asylum of the very nature. There are many paths through which we can reach the truth, but there is only one ultimate truth. But instead, what we do is mask lie with the name of truth (pose) and accept it as to be the truth. We destroy our own house i.e., our nature and build artificial houses in our brain to justify it. The psychology of humans is at the cross roads now. Even though we have kept our foot on the road of lie, the source of life i.e., truth is still sending us messages through nature. We compare that unique message with mundane world and ignore that message. It’s time to notice that message. Once our thoughts in brain becomes pure, everything starts becoming pure.

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There is still time. Pose is still a pose and before that pose becomes the only purpose, we have to escape from this artificial prison we have created in our brain. Come out. Happiness and bliss have always been here. They were just hiding behind the our selfish intents and human-less actions. Isn’t the feeling of being alive is the ultimate rather than desiring for worldly pleasures. Once think upon it.

Hold the hand of faith and seek for ultimate truth. This journey is full of eternal bliss and happiness. It is up to you, Pose or Purpose? Thanks for reading. Have a great sunday.

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The Judge and Lawyer within

There is a judge within you, who always find defects in others.
There is a lawyer within you, who always defend mistakes of yours.

This is a very very big problem of human beings, we judge everything. We want everything to be the exact way we want them to be. If we stop judging people on the basis of color, religion, living style and profession, more than 70% of the world’s problems would get solved. Have you ever replaced yourself mentally in the place of any other human being? Once try. When you will do so, you will realize how many mistakes we make in this material body. We judge even the minute issues of others and ignore our own gigantic mistakes. This is because there is a Judge and a lawyer within us, who controls our brain, who came into us through the holes created by our own desires.

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Everything in universe is made up of atoms. With time, atoms associates with each other and when times comes they dissociate. This is the eternal rule of the universe. We are the souls, which are immaterial and pure in itself, that are given a chance to see the material manifestation of universe. But when we started judging the universe and fellow beings, something called karma associated with us. To break this bond with Karma we wander from one life to another. When we judge others on the basis of different attributes, we further deepen our bond with Karma.

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‘Hey, see her skin color. It’s so dark.’
‘Oye, see at his body. He is so thin.’
‘Look at that scar on the moon.’
‘They are so poor.’
‘See, he is 45 and still a worker’
‘He has no sense of humor’
‘Those people are very illeterate.’
‘He is a monk that too in 21st century’
‘He doesn’t have a home of his own.’
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We all make judgements, even on unnecesary topics. May be it’s because we want entertainment. But judging others is not entertainment, its spoiling our own peace of mind. How many times we judge others on the basis of material manifestations, knowingly and unknowingly. We cannot accept the fact that someone else is living their life according to their own principles. We want things to be in control. Remember, if you ever get a thought that you want to control others, its not them, its you who is been controlled by your evil mind.

Don’t we all make mistakes? We all do. But instead of accepting them, we blame it on others. We cannot let our ego down. We want a lawyer to defend our mistakes. We all justify our mistakes by making many excuses in our brain. For example, we feel angry on others and then justify it by saying that they deserve it. Anger is like setting a fire, first we burn ourselves and then others. We make many mistakes, we have to learn them and avoid doing them again. We have to accept what comes our way and act according to it, not against it.

We all play video games, don’t we? There are checkpoints in most of those games. Only if we cross them, we get to play our next chance from that point. If we don’t cross them, we have to start playing our next chance from the beginning. We have to overcome these acts of judging others’ defects and defending our own mistakes. They are the real life’s checkpoints. If we overcome them we can start living life peacefully from that point. Else we have to start again from beginning, judge -> make a mistake -> blame it on others -> suffer -> judge more, and this cycle goes on and on. To break this cycle you have to overcome the evil acts of judging others’ defects and defending our own mistakes.

Thanks for reading. Have a great week ahead. Don’t judge this post. 😀

Yu and Mi (Part-4)

Yu and Mi (Part- 4)

** This is a work of fiction. **

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Even though we have met many times so far and have extracted many layers, we are yet to reach that depth where love resides. It’s been 3 years since we are in a relationship, but this ship is still on the land, in the mode of testing. At present, we are trying to detect any faults in the ship, if any, so that when we start our journey on the waves of marriage, our ship doesn’t sink down, which is the case in most of the ships. Strange? I know. It is very complicated to handle all this, to control what we speak, to express and most importantly to love. Even the experts in this field are the owners of many broken ships. A lot happened in these 3 years. One more ship had sinked meanwhile. Her parents got divorced last year. It was the epicenter of this ‘Testing mode’ of our ship. I know it is tough for her to handle this, but it is tougher for me when she says she can handle it all alone. She doesn’t let me console her. She says she can be a man too. Nowadays she has become more of a feminist type. I don’t know whether she even understands what she says. The trends on internet always breaks more than join. I saw time, it was 8:30 pm. I felt tired after a busy day. If you keep doing all day what you don’t like, you are prone to get more frustrated. I tried to sleep for half an hour, but I cannot. I felt as if something is going on in my heart.

A quick meeting was planned by the three important departments of the company. The place chosen was at some height from the ground. There were four rooms but they decided to meet in the first one. There were three people, one each from the 3 important departments. There were two choices. They had to decide on one. The issue was that the company is in trouble and the owner of it cannot sleep at night. There are no revenues and there are assets neither.

The manager of the top department, which deals with technical stuff and investment, said that the company is not running well as we are investing too much in wrong stocks. Even though we got good returns for the first two years, now what we spent is getting more than what we received. Their department believes that it’s time to change the stock in which they are investing and find some better stock.

The manager of the Middle department, which deals with public relations and emotional issues, said that even though the stocks are very good, they are going from a difficult period at present. They are under pressure. Their owner is having personal issues which takes time to get fixed. We got good returns for the first two years of the investment, only from one year we are facing this. If we believe in them for some more time, we will get much more than we have expected. Have faith.

The manager of the bottom department, which deals with growth and pleasure, complained that both the other departments are getting their share of what’s left but his department is yet to receive its payment from the beginning. It’s not fair. But he said his department believes that only this stock can provide the best growth rate to the company. I request you to give my payment soon. Our staff is suffering.

As two of the three managers decided to keep investing in the stock, they decided to go on with the company’s rules. New policies and programing was set and company consciousness was rewired. Suddenly the place began to shake. It felt as if there’s an earthquake. They rushed under a cage and held their hands with a smile on their faces. They remember they felt 2 aftershocks.

After 3 sneezes, I felt somewhat relieved. Something inside was hurting me before this, as if some people were sitting inside my heart and discussing something. After 3 sneezes I felt as if my consciousness has been rewired. New ideas kept coming inside as if more energy has been invested in my body. I realized that she is going through a tough phase, how can I, in such phase quarrel with her. Patience level increased in me. But it is not only me. She is also showing lots of patience. She is bearing the angry side of me. I do business of export and import, which she says is not for me. She says I am meant to write. I write and try to inspire people, but it cannot earn me bread. She always wants me to do something about my passion, I always brush aside the issue. Even I want to do something about my passion, I tried many publishing houses but I got rejected. I didn’t tell her about all this, she is already facing enough. Her mom has shifted to Delhi after the divorce. Anyway, even before divorce she used to stay in Delhi most of the time. This distance was the cause may be which gave this effect. Her dad who is a textile businessman now just sits at home and keeps crying for the lost deal at night. He never invested enough time in the marriage and have invested enough tears in divorce. He is MAD. Yes, MAD, Married and Divorced. RashMi looks after different charitable works. She loves to help poor people and does painting to get funds, charitable funds. She always wanted to be the son which her father wanted, and believe me, she is. But this has also has made her a feminist. She always brings this issue in the middle, like a nose comes in between two two-lipped scissors. I want to be my father’s son she always says. My mindset never lets me feel as I am poor, as I have rich thoughts and a 6-digit bank balance. She always talks about future, will I stay happy doing all this work, she really believes I am meant for writing. But what future? There is no guarantee of the next second and she talks about unpredictable future. It is like you are standing on one shore and you can see your destination on the other shore. But because our present (boat) is not good, lets wait till future (ship) becomes good. You have boat, then travel. My dad is a bank manager. My mom a home manager. Only their son cannot manage anything emotional! I am stuck in between. To continue with export and import or concentrate on full-time writing. Time was over 9. 9 has always been my lucky number, I was born in 9th month and on 9th day. She said she would message me at 9 in the night when I called her in the morning. She should have come home few minutes ago. Even my mobile knows that. It spoke to me in some unknown language after few seconds.message tone.
Whatsapp, RashMI, 2 messages.

‘Hi’
‘How are Yu?’

I typed *I am fine* and deleted it. And typed something else.

Mi is fine. Yu is not fine.’

‘How can Mi be fine if Yu is not fine!’

‘You are not fine?’

‘No, I am fine.’

‘Really?’

‘Yes. I am.’

‘That’s good. 🙂 ‘

‘Today I went to hospital.’ I felt a chill. What happened suddenly! I didn’t want to spoil a good chat.

‘Pregnant?’

‘Bye.’

‘Sorry. Okay. Tell. What happened?’

‘One of the staff member of charitable trust met with an accident. Someone called me from the spot, as my number was on the last called.’

‘I am so sorry. How is he now? Everything fine?’

‘She died. When I reached to the hospital, everything was over. Doctor said it was very late.’

‘Oh! I am very sorry. May her soul rest in peace.’

‘Thanks! :)’

‘Thanks? For what? For being an accident in your life?’

‘No. For being an angel in my life. You saved my dad that day. I will never forget that AbhimanYu’

‘I was just at the right place at the right time. But you are being a feminist here also. Angel? Me? You say you want to live life like a man. It’s ok. But you are comparing me to an angel! What justice is this!’ I felt guilty the moment I clicked on the send button. My ego typed this, not me. I realized that one sarcastic smiley could have completely changed the meaning of it.

‘Please Yu, not again. I am not up for this today. Angels are heavenly. There are no men and women classifications. I just hope you said this as in a jovial way.’ This relieved me. Not everything has gone out of control. I breathed and then threw my ego in my mental dustbin. Then I started typing.

‘Sorry. I don’t know why, but even I am becoming a menist day by day. My ego is getting better of me. I threw it outside today. See, RashMi, you know I never hurt you intentionally and will never. It is all our uncontrolled emotions that becomes our villian. I am very proud of you. You are a very responsible son and a responsible daughter. And you are even playing a role of a mother, by looking after your father. Hats off.’ Something inside me felt free the moment I sent this message. How great it feels to keep the ego aside and talk with our loved ones. I bet some discussions have taken place in my heart today which has rewired my perspective and consciousness.

‘Thank you AbhimanYu. I needed this assurance. I know you will never hurt me. Yes, my father have become like a child. As a mother, it is difficult for me to handle all this. That’s why I am not committing to you. I cannot handle it. Anyway, it is father’s duty to fulfill the child’s wishes. As I am the mother, can you be the father?’ I realized how difficult it is to be in the body of women. I felt very proud of her and all women at once.

‘Try me’

‘The child needs the real mother. :(‘ She sent this and went offline. I know she will be crying. But crying is important in such situations. If there is no rain, there won’t be rainbow. I have to become that rainbow. Her father needs the real mother, who else it can be, his wife. Now I have a boat infront of me, I won’t wait for the ship. I took out the contact of the real mother. Devyani Mehra. I pressed ‘call’. This is just the second time I am calling her. First time I called her was when his husband was physically hurt, and now when he is mentally hurt.

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Thanks for reading. Have a great day. 

Yu and Mi (Part-1)

Yu and Mi (Part-2)

Yu and Mi (Part -3)

Stores and stories

Stores are where things are kept.
Stories are where humans are kept.

When we need something physical or material, we go to the stores. When we need something cognitive or intangible, we go to stories. Stories always, since the beginning of time, have been the best place to hide the secrets, mysteries and knowledge within them. If we read them by words, they are just stories to satisfy our mind-hunger. But if we read them between the lines, we will find the purpose of the story and knowledge within it. If we read them materially and pragmatically, they become myths. Only when we read them philosophically and transcendentally, they become knowledge. Every generation find its own category of stories to connect with Universe. Whatever may be the timeline of Earth, every story that has been penned down or will be penned,  have the same birth place, the mind. Mind is the mother of stories. Mind gives them enough neurons to develop the internal organs of stories, it gives all of its available time to the stories to make them perfect from every angle. With these stories the secrets hidden in brain comes out in form of philosophy.

It is easy to create some random scenes in mind, every one can do that. Actually we all do that. Our messy thoughts are example. But to connect them in a chain, guide them in an unidirectional path and add meaning to them is the tough task. It’s not over there yet. To bring them out of mind plays the major part. This process is like souls (vision of a series of events) are ready, it’s time to put them in bodies (appropriate parts of grammar). And the topping on them is vocabulary which acts like clothes on the bodies. See how simple this looks on gross level. But just imagine on subtler levels, how tough it is to make them meaningful, to make them lively for the readers. For example, think of pain we go through mentally while thinking of making our lives more meaningful and with a purpose!

However beautiful the soul may be, we live in a generation where people get attracted to others by looks and clothes, not souls. That’s the reason only few books become recommendable and famous. But in my opinion no one wastes so much time, thoughts and energy on penning down a book, if its soul is not beautiful in first place. But only a few are capable to grasp the inner meaning for which the story was written. It is easy to fall in love with others by just looking at them, but to connect with soul, we have to read them. So reading is and should be the most important part of everyone’s life. Language should not become the barrier. Don’t get disappointed. Keep reading. Keep writing. Keep expressing. Only in that way we can understand the unknown and the intangible. Remember that Paulo Coelho’s quote, ‘When you really need something, the whole universe conspires you in achieving it’. As this book is mentioned here, let’s dig it down deeper. When we think of this book on a gross level, it may be a book on how a shepherd seeks for unseen treasure and after a lot of travelling he finds the place of hidden treasures. But on the subtle level, we should think this is related to all of us, it is all about us, about souls. We all travel around the whole world but not the place where we live. Yes, our body, the place where all the hidden treasures reside. Isn’t this relatable? And isn’t nature an unending story of 5 elements? Every element plays its role and preserve the Earth’s atmosphere and sustain life.

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You may think books are in physical form then how I explained stories being intangible! You cannot say you touched the content of pen drive by just touching the pen drive. Books are in physical form but we can take their content into us only by reading. Books are just medium to store the stories but not the stories itself. Even thinking is intangible, we create tangible things only when our intangible thoughts are processed in a chain towards achieving that particular object. So we add life to intangible thoughts and make them into objects, into stories. Isn’t every invention a story? Think on it.

When souls are added to bodies, life is formed.
When ‘I’ is added to stores, stories are formed.

Thanks for reading. Keep thinking, keep creating. Have a beautiful weekend.

Jackie Jain