Meeting Nisargadatta Maharaj: By Dr. Lakshyan Schanzer

Meeting Nisargadatta Maharaj: By Dr. Lakshyan Schanzer

The Silk-Route.

~~~~~~The Silk-Route~~~~~


NOSTALGIA---------

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Some 23-plus years ago.

On this day,

I was sitting in my study.

Seemingly,

Trying to do my lessons.

But my mind was thinking of her.

A day before,

I could not stop myself,

And in an upsurge of emotion,

Had proposed to her.

And still,

Lost in dreams  about her,

I was trying to concentrate,

Onto my College-notes.

When she came,

Beaming-up with joy,

And said,

''I've a gift for you''.

''Close your eyes- …''

''And I trust you,

You shall not open them,

Before I say you to do so !!"

Almost stupefied,

I quietly obeyed.

And Lo !

Within seconds,

She had tied the knot,

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Literally,

Onto my right-wrist,

With a silken-thread !!

And exclaimed,

"Ha-Ha-Ha !!!!!

Now you can open your eyes".

Crest-fallen,

I looked at her,

''Why did you this to me";

In utter disbelief,

I asked to her.

''Oh ! It was just my reply to the proposal,

You had given to me that day.''

-Pat came her cool, innocent, elated,

Confident reply.

A few years there-after,

I married Nalini,

We have been married for 18-plus years.

Have two sweet kids.

Today, when the phone rang-up,

It was she on the other side,

Who had tied a Rakhee on my wrist on that day,

Some 23-plus years ago !

"How're you ?''

Asked she.

"Fine".

Said me.

She asked about Nalini and the kids.

She was coming to see me,

-To re-live that auspicious moment,

When she had tied a Raakhee,

Onto my wrist.

Putting away the phone,

I'm re-living that day,

And the 23-plus years there-after,

And realize now,

She is far more Intelligent,

-Than me !!

I know now,

What I didn't know ,

Some 23-plus years ago.

She has come, with a silk-thread in her hand,

I look at Nalini,

They are both smiling at me,

And I shyly stretch-out my right-wrist to her.  

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When you don't know,... ... ...

~~~~When you don't know,... ... ... ~~~~
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When you don't know,
What you Are,
You desire, steal, beg or snatch.
And acquire something trash,
-Along-with a pleasure;
-A momentary flash !
Which looks like joy to you !
But is only agony and anguish in fact,
In the garb of  pride and arrogance;
Self-conceit,
Sorrow and self-ignorance.
You feel but empty and lost within,
To fill this vacuum you find nothing.
You run hither and thither disparate,
Struggling, seeking fulfilment.
You think it is knowledge, and wealth,
It is name, fame, power and all that !
You enter a whirl-pool ,
And soon get sucked-into,
-Vanish !
Or, You seek shelter in some fantasy,
May be it politics, religion or ecstasy !
You seldom turn inside,
Within the deep caverns of your mind,
-Of your heart,
-Of your very being and consciousness,
Which is the pin-point of a pin-hole camera,
That mints every moment,
A million photographs, of your world !

You hardly realize,
Except self-knowledge,
All knowledge is borrowed and stale.
And except understanding the self,
All wealth is but theft.
You keep striving hard for acquiring,
-more and more.
And forget nothing remains in store !

You have nothing to have for yourself,
Let alone to give-out for the others' help.
You don't see that for giving-out a thing,
It must be your very own.
And you can only have, 
-What you ARE !
And knowing,
-What you Are is,
the only True Knowledge,
That can never be borrowed, begged or stolen.
-Grabbed or snatched-away from you !
You instinctively know the self.
But it requires tremendous understanding,
-and urge to see what this self or Self is,
-Indeed !
To realize What it is and what it is never.
To understand deeply, 
-What You Are !
Then one-day at some unexpected moment,
The Guest comes.
The Truth dawns upon you,
That You Are but Love boundless,
-Infinite !
Love and only Love, You Are !
The Love abundant only.
Then you have to give it out,
-And you can't stop yourself from doing so.
It is like telling a flower;
-To stop exuding its fragrance !
It is like telling the Moon,
-To stop showering the silver-light,
Then you can never stop giving-out,
The Love,
-That You Are !
Because You are overflowing,
With this Love.
And you are the overflowing,
-Of this Love.

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Skyscape.

-----------SKYSCAPE-------

A Comment on :

Hemant  Dwivedi's  Photos,  -Wall Photos,

(in facebook.)

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Sky the Water,

Sky the Space,

Sky the Blue,
Sky the Ocean,
-Azure face,

Peeping through

The Window,

Within from Without,

Without from Within,

Melting, freezing,

Like the air,

Like the Misty Glow.

Pervading All,

With Blue eyes,

Looks at the Beauty,
-of its own,
And at the same time,

Also Puts a show !!!

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