Sunday, July 26, 2015

Narasimham series Part 4: The Sense of Purpose

Part 3 | He was unable to remember, his very name itself. He looked and felt like the sadhu he was. But where was he now, and what he was doing, was unbeknownst to even him. Somehow, this place, was familiar yet not the same. Why!

But there is something he felt, a sense of purpose. He had started walking fast, but it was the legs leading, not mind. There was an urge in him, to fulfill something. He was going somewhere for that; his body the medium.

The places he was walking, were all deserted. Although in specks around he could he smoke rising, like those from inhabited villages. Those paths were being avoided, but not by his conscious mind at least. He waded through a lake, which washed him of the blood stains. And as dusk gave way to night, he was only getting stronger. For some reason his legs, had now started running.

But despite all this, that he was going someplace, he realized one thing. Aah, how much peace! Just if the world realized, that to be at Ease, is not really laziness, but the very way to be. No matter what you do externally, let your inner world, your true self, be always at Ease! | Part 5

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