Storing and building on beliefs and leading them to reality is heart wrenching. But getting trapped into is .........!

"So, if you don't like your story, don't believe it." These lines took me to the world of Inquire Within...by IN-Q.

Though I don't know the title of this one... I would like to call it...FLAWSOME.

Nature teaches us in its natural way.

Though every line gives an awesome message, few lines that hit close:

The truth without Agenda is Authentically Astounding...!

You have to be willing not to be liked in order to be loved..!

No one's living in a catalogue IKEA dreamed up.

A caterpillar doesn't know that she'll become a butterfly.

The festival of Holi.... Celebrates the SPRING.....The flowers of palaash ( કેસૂડાં) ... On the leafless trees, resembling lamps of hope amidst the darkness of several confusions.

સહુને સઘળું ભૂલવાળી દે આ અવસરની આડે, સઘળી અવઢવ સળગાવી દે આ હોળીની ઝાળે. Burning down the doubts in the Pious Holi Fire and welcoming the spring season as in ફાગણ.

Take forward the gulal rangya sapna .. however... Take it moment by moment.

Colour yourself in gulal, ચાલ ચેહરા ને શણગારી લે નવરંગ ધરી ગાલે

adorn yourself to celebrate each jhinkling (રણઝણતી) moment as it comes to you....!

As the year ends .. the wrap up of a sorts.

maiñ nahīñ huuñ naġhma-e-jāñ-fazā mujhe sun ke koī karegā kyā

Any description of this shall never be enough...too little can be written to the immense feelings this Dhruv Geet evokes within me.

Everyone is made for their own self...how we mistake that just one other person amongst the billions in the world is made for us. Only we are made for ourselves. To make it work with someone it needs hard work, understanding, compassion, communication and above all it needs CHOICE.

In the normalcy of daily lives, we tend to simply forget that whatever we possess is only momentary (till the breath lasts us). Even animal skin after death is of better use than human skin (in which humans take pride), which reduces to mere ashes.

The intelligence of 10 brains and might of 20 arms, having perpetual inheritance of wealth and wisdom - erodes with pride turned into ego.

There is no solace in the belief that neither are our strengths comparable to that of Lankapati, nor is our pride.

We shall all burn into our small Lankas and of our own ego.

When everything is momentary and illusionary - being graciously grateful and humble in VYAVHAAR shall relieve us from BHAVJAL.

The Illusion that we have, “We are AWAKE & AWARE” is brought to reflection in this song.

The deer wanders through forests all night, but only in search of food;

The mother awakes at the slightest movement of the infant, but only means attachment;

The King’s concentration focuses on the Kingdom, that too is nothing but MAYA.

Awake, Awake thou shall so be,

Please remain AWARE and ALERT of thy OWNSELF oh Seeker…!

अगर मुझे मेरे ख़ुशी के पल और दुःख की यादों के बदले विश्व भर की धन सम्पदा भी मिले तो भी मैं धन की इच्छा नहीं रखता...!

कोई भी अब मेरी कमियों आकलन न करें, वह स्वयं ही महान बना रहे। मेरे हृदय की वेदना ही मेरी संपत्ति और मेरी धरोहर है।

Empathising yet in pain ..can it be a reality? Maintaining faith that empathy shall bring compassion...

from ones ownself

to ones ownself

for ones ownself