It has been a
month since my laptop is not working; nor do I have enough money to mend it. I
wait for my friends to sleep so that I could use any of their laptops. Even
after getting a pc, I am unable to think what to write because I feel
uncomfortable while writing on a laptop other than mine. I do not know what I am going to write in this blog. But I make sure I write something:
It is a cool night pouring outside
my building where I am living in a small rented room. Street dogs are still
afraid of roaming the streets after the crackers-night, Diwali. The one person
who is genuinely glad to see the dogs frightened is the old woman who uses to
work as a servant of the building since the time unmemorable. I call her Akka,
elder sister. She sleeps on the ground floor, near the main door. At night, you
could see her barking on the dogs for waking her up from sleep. It seems that
like human beings, dogs also love annoying others for no reason.
Anyway,
my examinations are starting within a few days, so this may be my last blog of
2015. Meanwhile, you could read my new book titled ‘Superhuman in You,’ coming
soon. I always try to write
something that would help people to have a better life. While you read my book,
you would come to know the truths that you know already. Books do not teach us
anything. It just does the work of bringing the hidden knowledge, dwelling within us, to our conscious state. Experience is everything. Take risks,
do mistakes, see failures, learn from it and move on in life.
Teachers, gurus, leaders and books can never teach us anything. They only
do the work of bringing truth in front of us. Everything is lying within us; we
just have to keep seeking the truths through the scriptures or teachers or
whatever.
I
have never felt myself as a writer. In fact, I feel I could never write a good
fiction during my lifetime. It is because I am not interested in entertaining people.
Comedy nights with Kapil could entertain more Indians than any book could ever
do.
I
think everyone is a born writer, even you. What you all need is to learn how to
put down your thoughts on a blank paper. You do not want to be perfect for the
things you love to do. Write something, write from anywhere to anywhere, even
try to write rubbish. The discipline will prove worthwhile. Try to write things
what other people do not know. Do not afraid to speak and always be honest. Do
not shirk your responsibility towards reading. Make reading your addiction. The
more you read the better you write.
Another thing I learnt is that if
you want to achieve something in life, you must have to do struggle. In
everyone’s life a time would come when he starts doubting himself.
Disappointments would make him cry. The body would suffer; emotions would tear
him apart from his inner self. Life would become like a pendulum that oscillates between sorrows and failures, but, anyhow you have to survive it. Remember, the hard times will never come to stay, it will always come to pass.
At last, I would say, try to do the
things what others are not doing. Make a habit of doing something different. If
you do what others are doing, then you would end up living a life what else are living.
A poem from Gitanjali by Rabindranath
Tagore inspires me to go for the things I love. He wrote this poem in the
regret for living a life half-filled.
The
song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.
I
have spent my days in stringing and unstringing my instrument.
The
time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set;
Only
there is the agony of wishing in my heart.
The
blossom has not opened; only the wind is sighing by....
...
I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet.
Commentary
by Sudhir Krishnan
Each
one of us has a purpose in our life that we have come to fulfil. That purpose
is the song in our heart that we have come here to sing. We spend so much time
trying to understand what it is. Yet like the bud, many of us have to open up
to it yet.
Blessed
are those whose inner light has been lit. For they are truly singing the song
they came here to sing.
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