Disappointments rule the minds of those that have lived

Jalsa, Mumbai            July  19/20,  2013                 Sat/Sun  2 : 37 AM

Disappointments rule the minds of those that have lived in illusion and hope and trust and belief .. their absence has always given rise to adulterated thoughts of action. Just as adulteration destroys the purity of the element, thoughts when tampered with give rise to disillusioned countenance. Disillusioned minds are unhealthy .. in the journey of thought they destroy many other healthy elements .. losing an element through disappointment is vile .. it should never happen, but it does at times and it is a pity that they happen at times when they are least expected to. Life itself at times behaves unexpectedly, but life cannot be put to blame. Life moves irrespective of all else. It is our countenance that needs to change. To judge and assimilate before the deed. To be alert and indulgent. To be garnering understanding. Understanding not necessarily of the other, but of ourself. One way or the other we are at fault - it is best to admit that. Puts a stop to all argument and reasoning. So long as we know within the right and the correct, there is no fear. Fear is destructive. It eats in to the system gradually but surely. Allow it to feed and it shall devour you. Stand up to it and it shall stop in its tracks, at least for a while. And that is enough …

One needs a moment, an instance, that small measure of time to be able to bring in the desired change. A turn in the direction of the given course, in its curriculum, in its forbearing. Succumb once and there shall be permanency in all. It habit forms, not wanting to get off that track which runs parallel never meeting. If it were to meet, the object it carries with it would get derailed and fall, causing destruction. Why disturb that which has established itself. Why seek deliberate changes. Why attempt at all … why ?

I do not have legitimate answers .. I have conscience and sense .. sense belongs to me … it belongs to my inner self, much like my conscience. Destroy my conscience, destroy me … 

I need strength beyond the physical. That strength shall always prevail above all else ..

If I were to care, I should care for that which can bear the strength of my conscience. All else is banal and not worthy of mention ..

Amitabh Bachchan