The need for more,the lack of contentment, the hoarding mentality the greed of the times we live in, the desire to possess for the sake of simply owning better than the best, than for any use, the brand consciousness for all that overmarketed hype in the name of fashion, the feeling of never having enough …all amounts to a lack of real value for anything we truly have … the sad truth of times indeed that calls for awakening before it is too late.
When our individual insatiable expressions of life in the living take flights of fancy without any heed, we need a reconsideration of the ramifications.
Until the value of the bigger picture is seen through the heart rather than immediate gains which can be self anihilating it is an uphill task at hand.
And that is when a need for responsive change through transformations are the call of the moment across the world. Then it is the play of balance, of proportions and disproportions that the self creates, adjusts and develops as per the needs of the times hopefully.
Till then we can try our best to take one step ahead in time with responsibility and accountability.
Came across this story share, do read as all is a matter of shifting perspectives. Not sure I agree to this but yes the attitude you carry and the way you see things can drastically and dramatically change the picture. Read on …
“What is your view on retirement ?”
… A nice answer given by a Cardiologist.
Most people believe that there is no retirement benefit and old age help, especially in India.
They are wrong. Here is why.
An elderly, white haired, fragile but pleasant looking man came in with a complaint of chest pain the previous night.
The ECG showed features of severe ischemia suggestive of blocks in the heart. Even at the age of 82, it was too abnormal and warranted admission. The young casualty duty medical officer with his new MD degree made a correct diagnosis and dutifully arranged to admit him in the intensive coronary care unit, and send him in a trolley.
When I went to see the patient, the scene was different. The patient’s two (grown-up) children were standing on two sides of the bed, son on to his right and daughter on to his left. And both were shouting at each other at the top of their voices. Not sure as how best to tackle the situation, I decided to be a passive listener.
“It is your entire fault that dad got a heart attack”, shouted the son.
“You never looked after him properly. You just kept him with you to get hold of his property, I know”. retorted the salwar clad daughter.
“And now you want me to pay for his hospital bill”?
“My my, that from a daughter who never visits her father!”
“You have to pay for his bill. I have no money; my kids are in college. And the reason for his attack is because your wife ill treats him all the time”- the daughter’s verdict was clear.
I avoided them both. I smiled to the elderly man. Before I could say something, he held my hands.
“Oh my dear son, So you are the doctor. I had some pain last night. Now I am fine. Meet my children, my son and daughter. Both are so attached to me that they won’t leave me. They forced me to come to the hospital. By the way, I am a little short of hearing. If there is anything serious, tell my children….”
I suddenly realized that the man was stone deaf. He could have never listened to the argument of his children. His cataract prevented him from seeing their angry faces.
That moment, I could see through and appreciate God’s schemes. As you grow old, he turns your voltage down, which in turn dims your vision (call it cataract), he reduces your reception (nerve deafness), stiffens your joints (osteoarthritis) just to make sure that you take the bumps of life more comfortably.
The age related dementia is meant to make sure you forget traumatic past events quickly. Despite a bad environment, you can be happy. You see less evil, hear less evil and with your restricted mobility you perhaps do very little, evil or whatever.
The basic scheme is to make you happy!
So, take these ‘age-related-problems’ as advantages that God gives us as retirement benefits.
Grateful for this moment
With this day I complete 300 days of writing continously and publishing my works on WordPress.
Gratitude for the creativity from within and thankful for the experiences that allowed me to go into witness mode.
As a writer there is a space for thoughts to collect and flow as and when you feel like it.
This gathering of thoughts is moments of reflections in ruminations
Of life experiences
Of circumstances
Of happenings
Of situations
Of silences
All resounding reverberations in the responses to the resonances.
Writers need to be grateful…
Writers without pressure
Are at ease to allow thoughts
To seed as they germinate
And settle as they arise in time.
A far cry from spoken words
That simply must happen
When the speaking happens
For it its often relentless in the flow
Unchangeable and undoable
“Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates: Is it true? Is it necessary? Is it kind?”
Truth
Words of truth when spoken
Nourishes the speaker and the world
Cleansing the toxic facades of lies
Creating a trustful disposition
Let truth prevail.
Need
Every word matters
Words are priceless
They are worth their weight in gold
Waste not words unnecessarily
For they will lose their value
Speak when words need to be said.
Kindness
Let the words you speak
Flow from the heart
Let it emanate kindness
Let it open the gates of love
And embalm the lives it touches.
When life pans out
All the colours of the spirit and soul
Just as much as the joy’s in the hues and tints.
There are many shades and tones that challenge…
The path is interspersed with light and dark
Reflections of light
Dance and disappear
Like the passing clouds…
At times an incessant downpour of density
Like unrelenting thunderstorms
Even flashing lights through without respite
Excesses have a way of wearing itself out.
Like the colours of nature
Are known to balance themselves out…
Accept to blend and flow
In the seasons that change
And yet stay clearly distinguished
Maintaining the beauty in their vividity
Know the night moves on to the day
All is in flow in the circle of life.
Would you spare a thought
For the way your appear
Yes indeed
People spend millions
For the way they look
Beauty is big business
Image consultancy is huge now.
But would you spare a thought
On the way you make another feel
Your words
Be it in written or spoken
Have immense power
To hurt or heal
For words leave lasting impressions.
Tune in to the way you sound
Check your pitch and tone
As you speak to another
Reread the words you write
Remember words live on in eternity
Think twice and check
If what you write can make a difference
To someone somewhere
Spare a thought
As you take a step
Every step leaves a trail
That another may follow
Choose to step well.
Thoughts to action
Words to deeds
Each play a role
For all are significant
In life and living.
Far above at the top of the tree
The birds perch themselves on the branches
Ready to fly on moments notice
They are light and free
Deep in the ground the roots of a tree
Growing in the thick of things
Amidst the densely packed earth
Digging deeper in stability.
On higher ground the mountain rests Gradually building upon itself.
Or chipping away itself to erosion
Witnessing it all as the world whizzes through…
As the birds fly away
In search of food or when predators strike
And the trees bears fruits
As roots grow strong.
Life and living have a reason to be.
Witness the wisdom playing through
Every whiff of the wind, every bit of stillness
Every sway every bend every move
Every thing that is was and will be
For all is a dance of infinite wonder.
Do we remember to thank every day.
Yes most days perhaps not always. Sometimes life can be tough too!
Are we grateful to life?
Yes deeply grateful
But we often take it for granted too!
A reminder is sent along
In the most unexpected turns of events
Sometimes to value what we still have
To remind us to let go the frivolities
To spare a thought for the blessings
And offer a prayer for them.
And thus pause for a moment
In gratitude for the good and the bad
And all things in between
In knowing all is well
As all is meant to be.
Savvy
Savvy Raj 
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