Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Me, My Guru – Stories and All! The Traveller and the river!



Me, My Guru – Stories and All! The Traveller and the river!


Once, a traveller travelled along with the river right from its place or origin to its end – the sea.

He saw its ‘humble beginning’ and couldn’t and didn’t imagine such a small ‘trinklet of water’ travel thousands of miles to meet the sea. If anyone had suggested such a possibility he would’ve laughed!

But the river flowed!

It fell down the hills dancing, singing. It didnot calculate the height of the hill nor did it complain about its height. It flowed!


It reached plains but was blocked by the boulders. It didn’t sit to argue with boulders. It flowed along the sides of boulders and wrote its path. Now the river was wider and yet it flowed!



It passed towns, villages, cities. On its banks were cremation ground, temples and forests – but it flowed!

Some abused it, few paid respects and others used it and yet – it flowed!



‘If only we and our lives were like a river – flowing merrily! No problems in its life...lucky river!’ said some.



Both the traveler and the river heard it. The traveler felt angry at their supposition but - the river flowed!

Then came the desert – dry hot and seeming never ending. The traveler worried for the river. He felt bad that after such a long arduous journey the dear river would not be able to reach the sea – after all! He sat down chest-broken.



The river didn’t stop. It went underground. It wasn’t seen on the ground. It was assumed to have become dry. But at the end of the desert it surfaced and continued its journey of flowing!




At a distance, at last it saw the sea for which it has come so far. It didn’t remember the obstacles en route. It didn’t recollect its journey. It wasn’t proud of its achievement. It didn’t feel the sense of jubiliation. All it felt was the joy of seeing its goal, purpose of life, its beloved Sea! It swelled with bliss and danced, Roared like mad and unable to contain itself any longer it merged in the Sea. It became on with the sea. It wasn’t there!


‘Its story ended’ thought the traveler. But, did the river know that? Did it regret? Well, no one would know that. All one could say was ‘it once flowed!’....




also read : https://kantipadam.blogspot.in/search?q=river

https://kantipadam.blogspot.in/search?q=time


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow!!!

Kshitija said...

Just in the morning I spoke to a friend of mine about a Dear lady and this story reminded me of her I found my slef in the shoes of the traveller observing the flow of river but unlike the traveller I do not think the journey of the river ended but would think the journey of the river is continuing

Kshitija said...

I also felt it to be the story of Ganges

Mona said...

I have a doubt not related to this topic.
- In India, when people encounter a handicapped person or someone who gets a dreaded disease, they often say "kuch pichle janam ke paap hoge. Apne karmo ko kabhi to bhugatna hoga (Must be a sinner in the previous birth. He is just paying for his sins). They take great pains to also analyse the person's character in this janma. Blaming his/her parents, upbringing, food habits, etc for the ill health.
- When a person is troubled by his/her spouse/children/relatives, she says that "it is all because of my past karma. I have to suffer in his hands. Otherwise how will I heal my karma?"

I am usually shocked at these statements (especially the first one). Are these not unfair interpretations of Gitopadesh?

REVATHI said...

karma and what is means and how it affects us is clearly explained in 'karuna reiki class' and those who haven't attended attend...and those who have but have forgotten recall the class...or go thro your notes...this point is explained there already...i have explained all this right from I dg class onwards......