Bahut KaThin Hai Dagar PanghaT kee*
*(The path of Love is way too difficult.....!!)
That was not a common path. In fact that was not a way at all, a persistence to be a path. By meeting someone’s feet, it could somehow be called a path. There were huge trees, covering all space and above; there were high grasses all over the way, broken bridges and unseen unknown problems…. It was really not any way to walk on, just debris of some broken bridges, thrones all over the rocks....kind of roadblocks!
Before that, there were many ways to go on- some to walk to palaces, some to theatres, music, dance and relaxation. Yes there was beauty, happiness and refreshment all over the places. But somehow she couldn’t find peace there and always doubted whether people were really happy there or they were just pretending to be so. Now she was not walking on any of them. She was on that way which was not actually a way but her will and her feet were trying to make a way through it. She had been trying to remove the thrones and make a way through grasses, trying to get the bridges connected somehow to walk over it and been wounded all over. Sometimes she got unconscious. Sometimes big stones fell over her, and she was crumbled down with it....yet somehow managed to stand up and keep moving on…hearing something that was calling from somewhere and she couldn’t help but kept going.
Soon she came to the place where there was no greenery at all. Trees were all dead and just dry branches were covering the path and bushes were so thorny and dense that it was difficult to pass through them. It was grand heat burning all over as sun was in its best mood. There were shadows of two clouds in sky, whom sometimes she looked in the hope that may be they would cover the Sun and then all sky and the travel could become bit easier, but in vein. All other ways to walk upon were left behind. Or it would be more correct to say that all other ways seem meaningless to the person who chooses this way to walk upon. They won’t be present in that person’s eyes even if they are in front of him.
She was going on and on, sometimes looking on the hot sun and clear sky, and then the thorny bushes ahead and making a way through it. Her clothes* were being torn and she was getting more cuts, bruises and wounds and suffering from pain. Her clothes were so much torn that now they were unable to cover her anyhow, neither could they protect her from the scorching sun. That place was deserted, not even a bird could be seen there. When her clothes were started troubling her, she dropped them. Now she was out of clothes, not any cloth could get caught with bushes. Now the walking was getting tougher and no clothes were there to come in between hot sun and her and not even in between bushes and her. Bushes were getting thornier, sun was getting hotter and she was getting so much pain that now she was falling unconscious again and again. Whenever she was unconscious, two clouds would come in front of the the scorching sun and to make sure that she couldn’t slip into coma. Once she got the senses back, she would try to walk again. Her whole body was covered with blood and wounds and she was looking like complete madman.
One by one her organs started cutting and falling and pain was getting extremely unbearable and at last the moment came when even the feeling of pain was gone and to pass through those dense bushes, where no one could go without being as thin as air, she dropped her body*. Now she was bodiless, invisible like air, still on the move. She passed through bushes, passed through desert and all visible things. The moment she dropped the body, all pain and suffering vanished with it. She had reached the place where everything was so invisible, yet so beautiful, so alive and so sweet, that she danced madly with joy and pleasure. She smelt the fragrance she was getting mad for all over the journey and she heard the music to her heart's content that was unexplainable yet fulfilled her heart with elixir.
She flourished infinitely like flowers and spread like sweet fragrance. Now she is a live music, sings in silence, dances as air flow, falls on earth through rains and becomes the Sun when she hugs it. When she kisses the earth, it is she herself and when she flies, the whole sky is nothing but her own wings. Now she is the very essence of things whom she sees, touches and becomes the one. Now she is liberated from all, free from the being of any specific existence.
Behind her, on the paths she left , she doesn’t know how many decades, centuries or millenniums have been passed away.
*Clothes = All emotional relationship/Security
*Body = Mind and all its desires
Transalated from HINDI, dated:- 27/05/2000
That was not a common path. In fact that was not a way at all, a persistence to be a path. By meeting someone’s feet, it could somehow be called a path. There were huge trees, covering all space and above; there were high grasses all over the way, broken bridges and unseen unknown problems…. It was really not any way to walk on, just debris of some broken bridges, thrones all over the rocks....kind of roadblocks!
Before that, there were many ways to go on- some to walk to palaces, some to theatres, music, dance and relaxation. Yes there was beauty, happiness and refreshment all over the places. But somehow she couldn’t find peace there and always doubted whether people were really happy there or they were just pretending to be so. Now she was not walking on any of them. She was on that way which was not actually a way but her will and her feet were trying to make a way through it. She had been trying to remove the thrones and make a way through grasses, trying to get the bridges connected somehow to walk over it and been wounded all over. Sometimes she got unconscious. Sometimes big stones fell over her, and she was crumbled down with it....yet somehow managed to stand up and keep moving on…hearing something that was calling from somewhere and she couldn’t help but kept going.
Soon she came to the place where there was no greenery at all. Trees were all dead and just dry branches were covering the path and bushes were so thorny and dense that it was difficult to pass through them. It was grand heat burning all over as sun was in its best mood. There were shadows of two clouds in sky, whom sometimes she looked in the hope that may be they would cover the Sun and then all sky and the travel could become bit easier, but in vein. All other ways to walk upon were left behind. Or it would be more correct to say that all other ways seem meaningless to the person who chooses this way to walk upon. They won’t be present in that person’s eyes even if they are in front of him.
She was going on and on, sometimes looking on the hot sun and clear sky, and then the thorny bushes ahead and making a way through it. Her clothes* were being torn and she was getting more cuts, bruises and wounds and suffering from pain. Her clothes were so much torn that now they were unable to cover her anyhow, neither could they protect her from the scorching sun. That place was deserted, not even a bird could be seen there. When her clothes were started troubling her, she dropped them. Now she was out of clothes, not any cloth could get caught with bushes. Now the walking was getting tougher and no clothes were there to come in between hot sun and her and not even in between bushes and her. Bushes were getting thornier, sun was getting hotter and she was getting so much pain that now she was falling unconscious again and again. Whenever she was unconscious, two clouds would come in front of the the scorching sun and to make sure that she couldn’t slip into coma. Once she got the senses back, she would try to walk again. Her whole body was covered with blood and wounds and she was looking like complete madman.
One by one her organs started cutting and falling and pain was getting extremely unbearable and at last the moment came when even the feeling of pain was gone and to pass through those dense bushes, where no one could go without being as thin as air, she dropped her body*. Now she was bodiless, invisible like air, still on the move. She passed through bushes, passed through desert and all visible things. The moment she dropped the body, all pain and suffering vanished with it. She had reached the place where everything was so invisible, yet so beautiful, so alive and so sweet, that she danced madly with joy and pleasure. She smelt the fragrance she was getting mad for all over the journey and she heard the music to her heart's content that was unexplainable yet fulfilled her heart with elixir.
She flourished infinitely like flowers and spread like sweet fragrance. Now she is a live music, sings in silence, dances as air flow, falls on earth through rains and becomes the Sun when she hugs it. When she kisses the earth, it is she herself and when she flies, the whole sky is nothing but her own wings. Now she is the very essence of things whom she sees, touches and becomes the one. Now she is liberated from all, free from the being of any specific existence.
Behind her, on the paths she left , she doesn’t know how many decades, centuries or millenniums have been passed away.
*Clothes = All emotional relationship/Security
*Body = Mind and all its desires
Transalated from HINDI, dated:- 27/05/2000
Labels: Romance with GOD
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