Damn the society, take your life into your hands!!

A mother took her son to the psychiatrist and complained that he was always thinking about sex.
The doctor drew a square on a piece of paper, looked at the boy and asked, "Son, what comes to your mind when you see this drawing?"
The kid answered, "Looks like a window."
The doc said, "What do you think is going on behind that window?"
"People are behind that window," replied the kid. "They are huggin', kissin' and makin' love."
The doctor drew a circle and asked, "What comes to your mind when you see this?"
The kid said, "That's a porthole."
"And what do you think is going on behind that porthole?" inquired the doctor.
"Ah," said the kid, "There are people behind that porthole with their clothes off, drinking."
The doctor said, "Son, would you mind leaving the room? I would like to discuss this with your mother."
The boy got up to leave and as he reached the door he turned around and said, "Hey, Doc, can I have those dirty pictures you drew?"

It would not be a misnomer to say that we don't know what we are doing: we are aimlessly drifting around, thinking other people's thoughts and doing what they expect from us. And, like the little boy, thinking dirty while, at the same time, pretending to be sophisticated. And, we are so used to living according to the ways of the world, that we have forgotten our true selves. So much so, that living the society's way has become our second nature. Or even our first nature. Because, it takes guts to live the way we want. It means, people mistakenly believe, that you will be cut away from the world. On the contrary, you look at people from a truly positive perspective, as if you are looking at him/her for the first time in your life. As you go along the path of meditative awareness, you annihilate your past slowly and steadily, and that leaves you with a true inner silence. You will be so silent inside, that as you gradually learn to live from inside out, you begin to be in tune with godliness.

It has been a long time since I've written something in my blog. Not because I don't have the time, but because I've gone to my village in a remote corner of India, which doesn't have an internet connection. And it is so small that we don't have public transport too. Only, of late, the four-wheelers have started plying to ferry people to the nearest rural headquarters four miles away. Every year I go to my village for two weeks, but this time, I went on some family work. Spent the whole time sorting things out. One thing I like about my village, however, is that since it is summer, and the sowing season is yet to start, I can see miles and miles of nothingness. It is so relaxing to the eyes that I make it a meditation looking into the nothingness. I can see the horizon where the earth and the sky meet, the dancing of the clouds, and the stillness of noiselessness. What more can you expect?

At the same time, I went on long hours of cycling deep into the countryside admiring the virgin beauty of the backlands. It's truly heaven. And I loved every moment of it. I'm desisting from describing the glorious moments I've relished, because even describing them would give away the charm.