Me, My Guru
Different shades of gratitude
No, today was no class-day. But, it was meet and
as always this meet was also special. We
met at ‘Her’ place and shared our experiences, talked/shared our understanding
of any pre-destined subject, asked doubts, had them clarified, did some seva
and sadhan and left the place late in the evening. Though we were supposed to
leave by 6 pm, most of us stayed back till late night either one way or the
other. No two days were repetitive, nor were they mundane and boring. They were
always some learning or unlearning that happened at ‘her’ place. I knew all this for sure as I had
experienced, seen and realized it all these years. Yet, I always found some
excuse to be late to these meets. Since, no one questioned, it became more
convenient for me to come late. I knew right from start of meet we gained
tremendous knowledge and know-how and yet…… why I cam late, well even I didn’t
know after all these years or should I confess that I didn’t bother to find the
reason. Yes, I never sat and questioned this nature of mine. Infact, I flaunted
it as my ‘USP’ in front of others. Maybe I knew deep down that if I knew where
the problem was, I would also know how to fix it. Fixing it meant being on
time. Being disciplined! I didn’t want to do that. Yes, I wanted to come late
and give excuses and state how I felt guilty of being late!
“Inspite of coming late you attend all the sessions
whole heartedly, that’s all matters”.
“Don’t feel that you are coming late. Feel good that
you fulfilling the other responsibilities of yours. You are keeping those
priorities over and above your likes. You are so great!”
I knew none of them to be true, yet savoured every
word of them. They gave me a high which I couldn’t describe.
I knew all this and yet, did nothing to change the
way I was!
I was still lost in these thoughts when I found
myself entering ‘her’ place. I saw others already gathered there and found them
listening to Pinky.
....contd.....
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