Contemplation..

I like sitting silently in any natural setting, contemplating on myriad thoughts. In cities, now there are hardly any pristine locations where one can sit and listen the chirps of the birds and can float in his/her imagination. But, of course, manmade parks come to rescue me at many occasions. If there is no one to disturb, I can sit there, hours and hours mutely. Perhaps, I should say this is my favourite time pass. Someone has rightly said “I am alive because I think and not that I think because I am alive”.

Yesterday, as we all know, was Dewali or Deepawali. The day, when Lord Ram returned to Ayodhya after conquering Ravana and serving exile for fourteen long and tortuous years. I went on to offer my obeisance to one of the temple of Lord Ram.

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I spent nearly an hour or hour an half in temple. Then I decided to return. There is a park nearby that temple. On returning, I was up to my favourite task:-). I sat down and enjoyed the songs of the numerous birds and the frantic movements of the squirrels jumping from one tree to the ground and then to another tree.

I was recalling some of my past Diwali celebrations, and then suddenly a person came and sat beside me, which I usually don’t like when I want to be alone. But, that was a public park and in India, if your are having a seat in any public transportation and even if it is occupied to its maximum capacity, still a new person will come and ask you “please adjust” or “Bhai Thoda adjust kar lo”. So his usurpation was legitimate on that account. 🙂

Soon he opened his bag pack and took out three plastic bags from it. Two of the bags were filled with grains and one with sugar. He started to scatter it in specific locations, as I can see there were some earlier remnants of those grains as if he usually do it. He poured some sugar near by the habitats of ants which was adjacent to the bench where I was sitting. Then he started to disperse the grains in the bottom of the trees and then he was leaving the place.

Seeing the generosity of that person towards those animals and birds who can’t speak, cannot demand, cannot assert their share; I asked him “Do you regularly do this generous act?”

His humble answer caught my imagination. He smilingly said “Who am I to do this? What is my capacity? I am in slippers (hawai chappa as he said it)? I am from very humble background. The one, sitting inside that structure (pointing towards temple) does it all, for me and for entire universe.” Before I could have asked any supplementary questions he ran away from the place towards the temple, as if he was in hurry. I remained silent. Even though he went from that place, he left many thoughts in my mind. I am concluding all these in point wise manner:-

  1. There is something about Indian Culture. Since ancient times, people thorough myriad instructions and teaching via scriptures, are told to not to take credit anything done out of generosity and dedicate it to the Lord
  2. If we start taking credit of the act, then it will result in developing ego and ego is one of the root causes of evil.
  3. From the point of views of birds, insects and other species which may have benefitted through the act of that person, in reality they don’t know or will never be able to know about the person who has actually done it. Similarly in our life also, there are many persons which help us but we are not able to recognize their contribution and in turn never able to show our gratitude towards them
  4. Even if the person would not have arranged those stuffs, still those little creatures would have survived. Alternatively we can say that, these species are not dependent on anyone’s generosity. They derive everything necessary for their survival from the Mother Nature, yet the persons act as facilitator. This also has been the teaching of the Bhagavad Gita.
  5. Sometime we may not know the mean, but whatever is required for us to survive is being arranged by someone, somehow, somewhere.
  6. Spirituality makes us humble and humbleness is revered as crown jewel of all qualities.
  7. You don’t have to be a millionaire to serve others and to make this place beautiful, what you all need to have a gentle heart.

That’s it for the day. I hope you had a memorable and safe Diwali this time and if you are in National Capital, then must have abide by the orders of Honourable Supreme Court,  and for those like me, who are not the resident of that part had Diwali as usual 😀

 

22 thoughts on “Contemplation..”

  1. Ham daya auron par karenge….
    Bhagwan ham par jarur karega,
    Prakriti ne sab ko aahaar diya hai parantu ham madhyam ban sakte hain…bahut achchha lagta hai jab ham anbolte prani ko kuchh aahaar dene ka madhyam bante hain.Happy Diwali.

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  2. Observations well summed up,AR sir!
    When I took a sip of spirituality,the first thing that I was taught was that whenever we come across appreciation,we should never take it by heart rather thank the person and then pass the credit to the lord,the reason being the same as you’ve mentioned above!
    And yeah I deny your third point,birds and insects just like us too understand the language of love and generosity.They eventually come to know their beneficiary.I can say this as my dad daily feeds a lot of birds,squirrels,fishes and animals and you won’t believe the day he is out of town and incase we forget to feed on his behalf,be it birds or animals, all create such a ruckus around our house that we are ultimately reminded of our duty..lol..

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  3. you are right mate !
    its called Nishkam Karma !!! With every act of kindness your karmic account is credited !!!!
    Moreover, no one should take credit of the goodness as it is “he” who is doing it through us and we are only the postman.

    Happy to see more and more people spiritually inclined these days 🙂

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