Final Destination….

A relation is not a single thread connection between two people.

It is a combined connection of their bodies, minds, hearts and spirit. But only one aspect out of these turns out to be the dominant feature of their relationship.

There could be people that you connect with for primal physical needs. Such connections, basically tactile in expression, last as long as the need lasts, in other words, for a very short while. A wise civilized human being usually cannot be satisfied with it.

The next relation is the one that is ruled by mind, where exchange of thoughts is primary sharing. Such relations tend to be more vocal, and last longer, only to part when the minds part their ways of thought. There is immense learning involved in these relationships, but the bond remains weak, mutually breakable. A wise human can be satisfied with it. Most often wise people keep to this rung of relationships. Being too much guided by intellect, they do not know how to go deeper. Going deeper does not come with a manual, and intellect understands facts and clear instructions, not the world beyond.

When one realises that intellectual satisfaction alone is not enough anymore that is when they listen to what the heart says…. people “think” they listen to their hearts, but mostly it is their mind ruling everything else. It takes time or a shock of realisation to acquire those extra hearing aids to listen to the heart. That is when the revolution starts within a man. Heart is the closest link between his physical world and beyond…. the moment one touches that, all priorities shake, world turns upside down….believes shatter and vision clears…

When heart claims a relation, it holds a chance to last…at least for a lifetime.  Relation between hearts though very subtle in expression still needs a physical aid, usually of eyes…  Here visual expression is more dominant than words or touches. Very intimate exchange can happen through eyes as they are said to be the widows of your heart. Relations of heart are satisfying to the mankind as long as physical world is concerned. But these relations awaken you to the senses beyond physical. It is after awakening of heart, that a man starts to believe in the existence of spirit….

Once aware, it is impossible to not be aware! Once the vision is cleared, it is impossible to feign slumber. How could you sleep with your eyes wide open?! It starts off a different journey altogether. It invokes a great craving that refuses to be satiated by any physical pleasure. It burns your insides even if you are surrounded with world’s greatest physical pleasures….no wine, no woman…no amount of gold will kill the constant burning, painful waiting that is ignited now…

This relation, of spirit with spirit….of spirit with god, is too subtle, too otherworldly to be described. It needs no physical aid, no frame of space and time…. This timeless connection exists forever, and grows richer with passage of each lifetime. You can try to escape it and appear to succeed, but it does not cease to exist just because we close our eyes to it. It lasts beyond you and me….only to be sense and acknowledged by us at some point of time. Once known it only grows and glows within…. pushing aside all other hungers, it drags you to light and freedom…. where every physical relation is a binding of some kind, the relation of spirit is ultimate antithesis of it. Such relation not only frees us from limiting physical relations but also limiting mind-blocks we hold…  This is freedom in its most accurate form, and man’s ultimate reason to exist. No man will ever be able to run away from this. Today or years later, everyone is going to come here…this is home…this is heaven….this is the final destination…


I was going through some pictures taken by a photographer friend of mine. It was sheer pleasure to just witness his moments of “hey look! I caught it!”
Some pictures that I stopped by made me feel as if I should renounce my camera! They were too good!
And I thought that every time we witness or feel closer to perfection and beauty, we want to give up something, some part of our ego, out of happiness, not out of grief!
Maybe that is what all those big people call renunciation. It is wrongly connected with a boring, monotony of life that has no bonds, no love and no appreciation…..and saffron color!
In fact it must be the opposite! One can feel true renunciation only and only when he can be ONE with the beauty and symphony of this world….

It is not escapism, not a way to skip pains and pangs of life. One cannot renounce life in fear. It will not last. You cannot choose to stop breathing with intention to die, because life is such pain in….‘wrong place’. You have to live, so that you can learn to rise above the pain, above the pleasures and above the NEED for either.

Yes, we need pain and pleasure both. Most of us unknowingly are planning their lives in constant hunger for pain or pleasure. There is no other drive, no other aim in front of us. Though we have learnt to express ourselves in very high eloquence and believe the lies, truth is still as naked as this.

We are running after pain or pleasure… pain of missing someone, pleasure of loving someone, pain of working hard, pleasure of success…. The actual person or relation or success means very little to us. All that we want is the sweet-bitter feel of it….

So once we accept we are running blind, we can stop and think. When we think, we realize what life is shouting at us, but we haven’t learnt so far! Every day of last so many years I used to wake up and ask myself, why the hell am I born?! Why do I function and consume energy and dissipate it all the time?! I cannot be born to graduate, if that were true, I should die the moment I graduate. I cannot be born to become an architect, I should die the day I become one! I cannot be born to work or marry or have children…. either or any of it does not justify life! It just does not give me any answers…. rather it gives me a reason to not seek answers… to linger by some trivial ‘reasons’.

The moment we stop running after pains and pleasures, we know this run was never the reason of life. Life is just a lesson, nothing more complex or competitive than that! Learn it and move on….You never hold on to first grade books when you are old enough for high school, do you?!

One must renounce life just like donating old books. We are done with it, filled with its content, and need it no more…. so let the wisdom be passed on…. let the life move on…

I am writing this…. but I know it is not nicely gift-wrapped like I always do for you, my loved reader. This is not a very organized, metaphor perfected piece of writing. But maybe what I am trying to share is too big for me. I feel too limited, too tied down in my expression. So there is no time for trivial things like ornamentation.  I know what is making me write this, what inspires… but I also know that this is futile piece of writing…. it will not make much sense…. it will look old, boring. The words are too used, glossy lost of all the juice…. so many people have said these words so many times that I doubt if they can be understood and appreciated at all….