Something strange happens to us as we grow out of childhood into adolescence and then adulthood. The child that once had not a care in the world, that could get over anything at the drop of a hat, that could let go, move on and overcome anything with a resilience that is rarely found in any adult becomes strikingly different as time passes. Continue reading
Life is experience and not theory. It needs no explanation. It is there in all its glory, just to be lived, enjoyed, delighted in. It is not a riddle, it is a mystery. A riddle is something which can be solved, a mystery is something which can never be solved. A mystery is something you can become one with; you can dissolve into it, you can melt into it – you yourself can become mysterious. This is the difference between philosophy and religion.
The journalist started interviewing the Monk as planned earlier.
Journalist – “Sir, in your last lecture, you told us about Jogajog (contact) & Sanjog (connection). It’s really confusing. Can you explain ? ” Continue reading
People who are well read, well informed invariably fail to live up to what they have learnt. They may appreciate a beautiful trait and not be able to imbibe it. They possess the knowledge but not the wisdom to live by it. One could know the highest principles of life and personally not follow them. You need a developed intellect to reflect upon the knowledge to assimilate it, absorb it. Knowledge then sublimates into wisdom. Thereafter it manifests in your thought, word and deed.
Three old men were sitting in a park, discussing the inevitable, death. One old man of seventy-three said, “When I die I would like to be buried with Abraham Lincoln, the greatest man, loved by all.” Another said, “I would like to be buried with Albert Einstein, the greatest scientist, humanitarian, philosopher, lover of peace.”