Journey towrads my innerself

Hi, am doing good, seriously thinking of writing of something profound, not with an inclination to sound profound but with a hope of being real. Today I‘ve christened you ‘SUFI ’.Well did you like that name?? I hope you doJ, for it’s the impregnation of my brain baby, I don’t intend calling you a brain child as you need to grow..

Contemplating on how should be your interior as well as exterior. Will you have a strong exterior and a fragile interior or the vice versa, I don’t know, but you are sure to have a balance between accelerator and speed breaker. I hope to see you as a mediator between mind and heart, a goodwill ambassador to this so called contemporary existence, with a back log of an illogical insensitive past, carried over …various generations ..Having impregnated you , I can’t assure you of a smooth journey , but very much a thoughtfull transition to the present ,with the learnings gathered from the past..A trouble maker and a crisis manager surreptitiously are the tags you need to adorn at times between mind and the heart, especially when one overrules the other at different points in time.

Losses and gains, Positives and negatives, Strength and weakness, agonies and ecstacys, dilemmas and decisions are gonna be your shadows now. You will carry a message at every instance, when it comes to what is important and what is urgent. Within the parameters of the inner conscience..

Trust me i dont believe in posting too many articles in my blog which do not convey across any strong message that i want the world to know,am talking about the message that would create an inner awareness among the visitors..afterall i dont see it just as a medium to improve on hits and page views....

Anyway i have a little incident to narrate , this is about the recent demise of one of my cousins close friend whom i 'd got aquinted for a short while in my life....under such unpredictable and unimaginary circumstances one could think of.
When you introspect you realize that all saidand done ,job ,career, social status,image etc....that keeps bothering us through out this eternal life, one thing that remains for ever is the time you spend with people and making a soul connection within that little time available...may be friends ,starngers, aquintances , near and dear ones etc...thats the reason some passers by or strangers at times hit our memory lane for no reason,,,maybe you woul've lend them a pen in an airport under a busy circumstances, or a begger to whom you would've bought good food for a day,or an inanimate object or incident or a news paper article or an advertisement, am talking about such less important incidents also stay in our minds....the reason it stays is the soul connection that it makes makes with in that fraction of a second...thats wat matters.. , well am trying to strike a note on incidents and connections ,which is a viscious circle which can only be answered with the ability to question oneself...well if at all we'd understood this in the past then we would not have forgotten to make that long pending phone call to along lost friend which would've made a significant difference before either souls depart this planet....
Coming to the ability to question,there's a little humorous story written by paulo coelho..... which i would like to read it to you...Its a story about the importance of cat in meditation... It reads like this, When i wrote 'Veronica decides to die', a book about madness, i was forced to ask myself how many of the things we do are really necessary, and how many are simply absurd. Why do we wear ties?Why do clocks move clock wise? If we live with the decimal system why does the day have 24 hours of 60 minutes each..? The fact is that many of the rules we obey nowadays have no real foundation. nevertheless if we choose to behave differently we are considered 'mad' or'Immature'. As long as this goes on the society will continue to create systems that with the passingof time will cease to make anysense but will continue imposing any rules on us. An interesting Japanese story illustrates my point. A Great zen master, in charge of the monastery of mayu kagi, owned a catwho was the real love of his life.During meditation classes, he always kept the cat by his side in order to enjoy its company,as much as possible. One morning the master who was alreday quite old was found dead and the oldest desciple took his place. What shall we do with the cat asked the other monks.In homage to the memory of his former teacher the new masterdecided to allow the catto continue attending the classes on zen buddhism. Some disciples in the neighbouring monastries, who travelled widely inthe region, discovered that, in one of the most famous temples in the area, the cat took part in the meditataions. The story began to spread. Many years passed ,the cat died, but the students at the monastery were so used to its presence that they acquired another cat.Meanwhile ,other temples began introducing cats in their meditation classes, they believed that the cat was the one which was responsible forMayu kagis fame, and for the quality of its teaching forgetting what an excellent teacher the former master had been. A Generation passed , and technical treattises on the importance of the cat in zen meditation began to be published.A university professor developed a thesis, acceptedby the acedemic community,that the cat had the ability to increase human concentration and to eliminate negative energy.. And thus for a century the cat was considered to be an essential part of the study of zen buddhism in that region. Then a master arrived , who was allergic to cat hair and he decided to remove the cat with the daily practices with the students. Everyone protested but the master insisted.Since he was a gifted teacher, the students continued to make progress despite the cats absence. Gradually,monastries always in search of new ideas and weary of having to feed so many cats- began to remove cats from the class room.Over the next20 years,revolutionary new theses were written,bearing persuasive titles like ,The importance of meditating with out a cat' or 'balancing the zen universe by the power of one's mind alone and without the aid of animals'. Another century passed, and the cat vanished completely from the Zen meditation ritual in that region.But it took two hundred years for everything to return to normal and all because no one thought to ask why the cat was there. How many of us , in our own lives, ever dare to ask, why do i behave in such and such a way?In what we do ,how far we do too, using futile 'cats' that we dont have the courage to get rid of because we were told that the cats were important in order to keep everything running smoothly?? Why do we not find a different way of behaving..... well if you ask me as to why am including this article is becos i strongly believe in questioning, may it be within oneself or to my boss at work.... rules of the game are the same for all..or crying baby gets the milk...