Thursday 29 November 2018

ON THE EDGE OF EARTHLY LIFE


ON THE EDGE OF EARTHLY LIFE

Ultimately, it's a broken life, a shattered dream, a case of no return, a consequence which no human hand can undo. It is futile for anymore to build on the citadels that in shambles lie at the vile feet of what we call civilisation. These words, culture and civilisation, are grand terms but they mean nothing to the suffering soul, the thwarted one whom none can console. It is a game gone wrong and there is no rematch to be in this case by divine dispensation. This is the end of it all, this earthly saga of delightful dreams and desperate measures to bring to fruition a harmony of discordant notes where society lays truant to thwart fellowship among heart-mates. 

Now the bonds are broken, the deed undone and destiny beckons unto a higher end. Renunciation calls as earthly blows have driven the nails into the coffin of courtship and union. But the body does not budge and the mind, too much into the inertia of the past, refuses to relent. Yet, the due experiences are largely over as the residuum holds.

So the tussle goes on and life after life is spent in an undulation that keeps fortunes swinging between reverse ends in a psychological oscillation that seemingly knows no end. But the vision clears ever so slowly and the mist of Maya that had mystified the soul begins to disappear in the dawning sunshine of a clarifying Spirit that lifts, uplifts the struggling soul. The Guru arrives and lends the lost one a pathway through the labyrinth of life. 

The journey begins afresh, this time on a singular note, a lone pilgrim through a sea of humanity, homeless and hopeless, dispossessed of the cherished dreams and fancies and possessed of but one self, oneself. It is a nightly sight to be under the stars, a daily drift by the rippling streams, the dainty brooks that give company as the seeking soul rises through plains and plateaus, hills and ranges to the haunting end of Himalayan heights where in peace resides in regal realm the royal renunciate, Shiva. Unto Him is the ascent now and in Him is its end. 

Written by Sugata Bose

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