Are parents like the playgrounds?
Milestones you have passed in your journey of life. And subsequently forgotten…
'What do I care about most?' he thought.
And it came to him suddenly, 'I don't want to lose my father.'
‘What do we work for?’ Rosh reflects, when his son tries to buy an hour of his time.
For money, or for the ability to spend our time & money with our loved ones...
Who am I? Where have I come from and where am I going?
They are questions, which have their common source in the quest for meaning, which has always compelled the human heart. In fact, the answer given to these questions decides the direction which people seek to give to their lives.
"See, I can't even see what is so obvious to you. I am like these coffee beans soiling whatever they touch and completely useless thereafter."
"Wish I were more like these other two, still holding their own after all their troubles."
"No," said Kabir, "but please give my regards to the Allah of Mecca."
The friend was puzzled.
"Is there a different Allah in Mecca?" he asked.
'I am afraid to take this leap of faith. You say that the eagle alone can look into the sun. And the sun rejuvenates its eyes. But I am weak and fearful."
"If I am no eagle, the sun will scorch mine. And smite them down for my arrogance."
"Abraham bought the lucky ticket at the Mecca Shop. And people have been buying tickets from it ever since. In growing numbers."
"The same goes for any other holy place. The Vaticans, Varanasis and the like. In fact, bathing in the Ganges now is more likely to give you water borne diseases than to help you attain God."
"Year after year, the fern flourished, and the bamboo just lay hidden beneath the soil, wanting simply to be forgotten. But I did not forget it, and I would not quit on it.”
"Then one fine morning, a tiny bamboo sprout peeked shyly out of the earth. Compared to the fern, it was so small and insignificant, so unsure of itself.”
"When people live as intimately together as couples do, there aren't many secrets left."
"Distance creates mystique, familiarity breeds contempt."
"Love loses its glamour when you are under the same sheets, smelling each other's farts."
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