The Monkey Mind

Surprised? Yes, silence is not silent. In each waking hour and each snoozing moment, we are not alone. There continues to exist a buzz of thought bubbles marking its presence in our minds. They bump one upon the another- which neither ceases nor rests. They either rise up towards light or get pressured down towards the depth of darkness, where everything goes on to be...towards an end..or an endless loop. Thus, minds search now and then for respite from this constant buzz. People practice meditation or yoga, go for a vacation or volunteer. They search for a different sort of sound, the sound of harmony in mind and body. Sought towards reaching a balance of physique or psyche (or both), thereby finding a sense of connection, a sense of conviction i.e. of self. Found so in the sound of silence, that search comes to an eventual conclusion only time can tell.  What we see, might just be the trick of light that hoodwinks the mind. Some words tantalize even the sharpest mind. Time passes in

 " Kindness is the sunshine in which the virtue grows. In the presence of eternity, the mountains are as transient as the clouds. What light is to the eyes – what air is to the lungs – what love is to the heart, liberty is to the soul of man."   -  Robert Ingersoll"     The beauty of kindness is not simply about giving, it is giving willingly. It brings meaning to life with solidarity, especially to those who are lonely. With a helping hand, none have to suffer alone. As pain is deeper than happiness, lasting lifetimes, kindness makes that throbbing lonely pain bearable.  Love, one of the absolute truths brings life and kindness makes that life see the goodness of the world, see the beauty in it. With kindness, we can not only see but also truly feel all that is beautiful.  And like anything beautiful, the beauty of kindness is ephemeral and thus is memorable and thus  is worth treasuring.    The path of kindness is free others to free oneself. Money is the easier way to

" Do not ask. I will tell no lies.. Truth. For one it is and for another it is not.  At a level it exists and after that it does not. That is the relative truth based on which normal people like us live day after day.   Without resonance with the inner connotation it feels vague. Validation is thus so required for it to be universally accepted. Still even after universal validation, there lies the doubt, the question , the idea that something is wrong. For the mindset of a man is never constant, priorities change, underlying needs vary, simply we change, with time as we have to. Happily ever after, the sweet words at the end of a fairy tail, promises of the forever, pleasing to the ears they are but they will not hold true until so fulfilled. Reality is so absurd, so twisted, until and unless, we experience it , it is just another nightmare we try to sugarcoat with the fairy tail of promises that promise of forever         Most of us, survival is the truth and other than that we d

Even with so little time, so little energy we hesitate to do the unfamiliar, explore the unknown, find the passion.  Afire with motivation, the blaze of consistent desire, then new  is not to be feared but experienced to full. The motivation so mentioned could be external or even internal. The external refers to that which is influenced from outside; money, reputation, knowledge, relationships and on. and they in-turn motivates the inner child called curiosity; the drive to discover the layers after layers of unknown. More so, when you travel, a destination just once and feel so comfortable so mystical then  without a doubt you will visit that place next time or maybe even a number of times. Its magical experience draws you in again and again, and each time with familiarity it becomes your second home. It becomes so because it draws something one values most but has yet to be sure and thus at the first time it begins with curiosity. The feeling of what's next!  be it culture, hist

Each of us carry with us a legacy, the legacy of life. Built years after years, decades after decades and lifetime after lifetime, built upon the vast sublime consciousness that recognizes itself and the history of its race, the legacy of life, the legacy of humanity that was, is and will be. There may come a time when we may evolve to such a life-form totally different from who we are, like our fore bearer, the apes/chimpanzees or whatever life form our genes carried before them too. Still, the legacy of life continues despite the change in the form.    We revere the legacy, the legacy of winners; the few elites, but the truth is in our soul, there lives the legacy of many, the survivors. We overcame so many losses, so many failures, propelled by few bright moments, to live on and share the best part of us to those who are not existing but will someday in the future. If time is a flowing river, for some legacy might just be an insignificant twig, an ole boat or a broad ship or a

(PC: https://www.artpal.com/may22?i=33892-6 ) Love, implies intimacy, the opening of one's soul to another, and much more. Manifestation in the physical such as hugging, kiss, attention, or just a deep affection, all of these is different facets of love. Love can be physical or platonic, self or with others,s and many more. During this greatest hour of lock-down, self-love is important, maybe more so than other forms of love.  Staying isolated for so long with oneself takes a lot of toils. There are hobbies or activities one needs to be preoccupied with to stay sane. To do so, one needs a deep understanding of self in the form of interest and self-discovery. People may be financially weak or strong, socially awkward or socialite, couch potato or fit maniac, everything boils down to the simplest element when one finds oneself for at least one moment, with oneself. Forced to think about all those things when one did not, leads to a lot of energy and do so one can take the simpl

Man. That is how we identify ourselves as. Most of the senses to understand and interact with the environment and mostly life itself, is where our most vulnerable part is; the face. That why face is important be it physical (beauty) or social (reputation), more so in our Asian Heritage. Beside our intellect what is there to be proud of? Allocating that part, the face as a measurement of beauty and perfection and after that the body structure, it is a hindsight which we have difficulty to undo. We believe physical optimization equals to the intellectual and financial success even though it is not so. Only few and far between care what lies in the mindset, when one compares to the perfection man so aspires towards.  As we are inclined towards our inherent nature of consuming or in other words destroying to survive and more importantly developing and utilizing tools to mitigate the weakness inherent in us, we aspire towards the perfection. We destroy the world to remake it in our