A fable of Love and Life for New year by Suresh. Copyright Suresh 2012
It’s New Year as usual, Town is beautifully glowing with lights as I take a midnight stroll, and there is something about New Year! People just feel something new is going happen & things are going to be better, old resolutions just for few days find new life.
As I pass the main street, bunch of young drunkards are over excited to wish everyone, On this same street and on similar nights I have been called by my skin color and by four letter words. But not today! Today It seems like world is a nicer place.
At this time of the year!! I love to take midnight walks nearby river bridge. Every New Year, this river and bridge suddenly becomes a Runaway Bride@!…Overflowing!, Giggling with sound, Lit up with light!! And with the noisy songs of the city, it’s fantastic. I just stand by the bridge to savour the beauty of this town.
Tonight I see my friend Father John on the bridge, still in his pastor uniform under the leather jacket. He sees me and calls me out ” Hey ugly dear one!!, Come over I have two glasses and wine bottle, I have been waiting for a beautiful lady! But looks like my luck isn’t in my pocket! I have to settle for an ugly guy!” I smile as I know John for over 30 years! He loves to cut jokes at my expense! I tell him “John, You are ugly and no woman ever liked you! I heard this from reliable source!”
John looks at me and shouts loudly “my friend! You want wine or not! You can’t bloody insult me and expect me to pour wine, do you?” I tell him “Sorry”
He asks me “Who is your reliable source?” and I let a big grin on my face and tell John” it’s your Mom , John!” and John Laughs hysterically and says “if you want to know women, you have to stop talking to my Mom!”
We both laugh our bellies out! As we settle with our wine glass and find a nice little corner on bridge, John fills two glasses of wine!
Before I could pick up my glass and say cheers! John tells me “Slow my friend! Where is your prayer? In fact it’s OK to go to Church and not pray! But drinking Wine and you don’t pray? Oh! You are committing big sin , not the one easily forgiven!
I raise my eyebrows-in question mark and John tells me ” Wine, WINE, Wine, my dear friend, Wine comes from same root as divine‘ and he goes on without waiting for me to respond.
“Wine is the most beautiful discovery of man, he failed to find God in every moment so he discovered wine! In wine man discovers and uncovers the root he has forgotten, that is Happiness is his core being!! Wine gives him eyes from which world looks beautiful, Infact this universe is always beautiful but you don’t have eyes to see. Wine gives you eyes to see this world beautifully. Wine gives you a song to sing and wine gives you a dance to dance! And my friend that’s how you live in this world! With a dance and a song…”
“……Wine gives you heart to laugh and stay light, suddenly you have no other moment important more than now, because you can’t have any other moment when you are drunk. Drunkards move slowly not because they are drunk, because that’s how you should be in first place, Slow and full of awareness.”
“….My friend, Wine is a reminder to you that Life can be better, Wine is a taste of what divine tastes like!. Infact if you can be drunk with divine! Then you found your life!”
“…Wine is an every moment reminder that you need to find Divine! Be careful my friend! Please drink both wine and life carefully, take every sip of life with awareness and with prayerfulness. Do not insult wine by drinking wine with out smelling aroma. You can smell it if you know your breathing! Just be aware of breathing then you can smell the aroma of Divine and Life everywhere!”
“…..I am still holding my glass while John looks at his glass and tells me one final time before drinking “My friend on this New year, I wish you wine and Divine! May every moment of your life be as new as a sip of this wine! May you smell every moment with your breath, may you get drunkard with Divine rest of your life,, Hic hic hip hip hurray!”
I lift my glass too but slowly and say “Happy New year John! I wish you wine and Divine!”
_ End of the fable
copyright Suresh gundappa 2010
Travel Sufi fable:
Mr.Tourist checked into finest beach resort in the world. they have been planning this trip for a while now but Mr. tourist was so busy last year, he barely managed to take time off from his office work. He came on this trip with one condition that he should be allowed to do some of his business work on this trip. Family badly wanted time off and they reluctantly agreed.
He and his family have managed to get the penthouse reserved for few. Once they settled in, everyone wanted to rush to beach to get a glimpse of sea.
As soon as they reached the beach, shabbily dressed Beggar approached them and announced himself – ” good day to to all , loved ones! I am the richest beggar in town… I am here to ask you few pennies.
Mr Tourist couldn’t help himself a nice smile and he said to Beggar- ” mmmmm… I see Mr. Richest beggar ….here are few dollars for you!”
Immediately, Beggar replied ‘ Hold on. I take money only from rich people, just to maintain my level, Are you rich Mr. tourist?
Mr.Tourist stopped smiling …” I thought beggars can’t be choosers! ….Well since you asked , I am rich and I have millions in bank and great estate for living and wealthy investments in my name, and now what makes your rich beggar or bastard – whatever that may be?
Beggar replied ” I am rich because I can smell sea at this moment, I am rich because I can feel sunshine on my body, I can feel sea touching my feet. Every morning birds play me music, and rain gives me bath!, flowers spray fragrance on me! I am rich because every moment I live as if there is no another moment. Now I can see that you have not tasted this kind of luxury in your life, You seems to be poor.
Now you have come to this beautiful place ,…it’s a great opportunity to become rich before you go back. May be I will come back ask you few pennies once you become rich”.
Mr. Tourist took back his dollars and stood still and the beggar walked away singing a cuckoo song…
end of the fable.
photo details: Sufi Dance performed by persons with Disabilities on wheel chairs and crutches
Short Story: A parable of Love, life and dance by Suresh:
I was just three years old! I just loved the sound of drum beats! Reminds me of mummy’s heart beat when I lean on her! I just used to dance! I had only one move and my parents and family loved me! I used to sway up and down and I was super star at my house! First time I learned dancing should be the way of life because everyone is so happy because I dance!
I was five year old! I still loved dancing; I heard a song outside my school window! Promptly I got up and danced! Couple of my friends joined me and Immediately my class teacher took a stick , gave me a whack & warned me about my behaviour and she told me that I am in school to learn and get disciplined and not to dance like a stupid fellow! First time I got hurt because I felt like dancing. I learned it is important to control your dance and your happiness! Otherwise I might look stupid!
I was 10 years old! I loved what was on TV, I knew I could shake and thrust my hips better than that cabaret dancer on TV! Within no second Dad switched off TV and warned me about my vulgar behaviour! He said “I cannot dance like that!” Mom supported him and told me that “I am getting into bad habits and my character needs to be stronger “ First time I felt dancing may be sin! I have to be careful not to commit those sins often; I felt God might punish those who dance for no reason! I felt Guilty!
I was 20 years Old! I loved the music in Pub’s to glory! On that day I went to pub with my girlfriend and the atmosphere was great! I just loved that Raunchy woman who got drunk and danced! She was so drunk; she called me to shake a leg with her! I couldn’t resist the dance of someone who was careless about the world and I loved that character of woman who allowed dance to swallow her! And I joined and did pelvic dance to the claps of onlookers. I went wild and lost myself to rhythm of beats! I kissed that wild dancing woman! I have to say it was wild and nice!
My girl friend almost slapped me and left that pub in disgust due to my behaviour! She thought I am a low character asshole and she left me saying I should have had some manners to behave when I am with girlfriend at least. She didn’t see me again and we broke up! First time I felt You can only dance according to expectation of others, I felt dancing is correct only if others approve, there is nothing in it for the dancer, everything is for onlookers!
I was 30 year old and my friends called me for a dance and I was busy with my blackberry! This is no time to dance and I was talking to a customer about potential business! First time I knew I should focus more on money and my career; these are not the times to dance away! I can always dance few years later once I make money!
I was 40 year old and I was trying to dance with my daughter. She laughs hysterically and says “you don’t have moves! Dad”! You just can’t dance Dad! You are too tight and you look ugly on dance floor!
I could see she was not feeling comfortable with me and I let her join her friends. First time I learned I have little dance left in my body, There is little rhythm left in my body, I have become too stiff and rock like. I look like mannequin with no life!
I was 60 and my daughter has moved out and I am alone at my house, Across my window there is a party and I can see people dancing and I feel like watching them dance! I stand and watch them from my window and I can see lot of them are getting uncomfortable with old man watching them! So I slowly move back. I have moved away so much from dance that I can’t even watch others dancing! I feel low and felt like man with no legs!
I am 75 now……….
Now money, career, security all are there! But I don’t have a dance!
I am trying to learn dancing, I could have just learned to dance at every problem of my life, but I have travelled so far taking hard way!
I am trying to dance again like when I was just one and half year old!
Now I have learned again that dancing is the way of life!
Now I dance alone! I dance to the tune of winds and I dance to the fragrance of flowers!
Now I dance to the sound of silence!
Finally I found dancer and dancing disappear into dance! I guess this peace in dancing ! I re-discovered myself in dance!
Life is nothing but one helluva of a dance!
After years of struggling looks like all I need is dancing shoes to my grave!
- End of short story
Meditation is nothing but rediscovering dance in life! Meditation is nothing but song of life!
Come, come again and all you need is just one dance!
Silence has been defined by literary meaning for a long time. In fact most of the people define silence in relation to noise. The reason why it is so difficult to convey silence to a student of meditation is because of his obsession with noise. He tries to kill noise before finding silence. Truth is it is easy to find silence if you just acknowledge noise.
If you feel that eliminating noise is silence, you are going struggle for a while. Silence is nothing but deep awareness of noise.
Silence is an acknowledgment of Noise!
In fact awareness of noise is Silence!
You need not have a quiet corner to do practice meditation. Any place would do. Yes for a beginner of Meditation silent place helps but its not a guarantee you learn silence well.
Do you know attraction of the drugs & alcohol is because of silence? When you are on drugs or high on alcohol this is what happens to you. You suddenly find that you can catch everything going on around you. You will find that you are in middle of noisy place but something inside you is spinning! its a exhilarating feeling! that exhilarated feeling comes from that you can notice more clearly everything happening around you plus you are aware of heady feeling inside you.
That’s why people often wonder how drunkards manage their way to home! but they do! but then it is stimulated awareness. it will lost as long as the effect of external stimulant is there.
You also feel same way when you are in love, have you noticed lovers, they can be in the middle of fish market but they can still look into each other eyes, smile, hold hands and kiss, nothing around them matters! In Love you also find your silent flowing center. but then it stays as long as your love stays.
Meditation is a honeymoon which never ends!
In meditation you will find the similar exhilarating effect but with awareness and with silence.
If you want to get to silence then start acknowledging noise first. don’t fight with noise. If you sit for a meditation and then you start acknowledging in awareness various noises around you then you will also find there is something inside you which is always silent irrespective of noise.
Meditation is art of finding center amidst all noise. Meditation is knowing something within in you is always silent irrespective of what is happening around you. Meditation is finding calm bottom beneath roaring ocean.
Love and lots of it
In history of mankind only two kinds of people have been remembered for generations. Only two kinds… Meditators and Murderers
On one hand Christ, Buddha, Krishna, Mohammad who are part of religious consciousness and are alive today with number of followers.
On the other hand Hitler, Saddam, Osama has remained part of daily unconscious thinking and are equally remembered regularly in various platforms.
It’s a strange history isn’t it? Well you decide what you want to pick?
Meditation is nothing but rediscovering your-self. Meditation is art of discovering whatever was there for centuries and whatever will be there for centuries. Meditation is Alchemy of transforming murderers effect on mankind.
Bullets never listen to prayer
Bombs can never be made in God’s courtyard
you never win without losing,
Only losers can win the game,
If you are not for love
if you are hell bent on revenge
Make sure you there are two graves , One for YOU & one for your so called enemy!
War is only an example, you fight everyday with friends, family, business etc. There is nothing like small or big in revenge. Look at yourself and answer how many times you wished harm to someone? Every time you consciously caused hurt or thinking about hurting someone then you have killed some part of your soul. Slowly you form a vicoious circle of peopel wanting to hurt each other. You have a tremendous opportunity to love someone, be nice to someone today, May you just helped someone from getting killed.
Meditation is the most courageous thing anyone can do. Meditation is a journey of unconditioned compassion. Meditation is an antidote to violent nature of mind.
PS: Which one of the above two photographs display more pain? (pls don’t answer;stay hurt!)
Fate is the outcome of your mind
Fate is when you live out greed and ambition
Fate is the result of your anger
Fate is when you are in mind.
Destiny is Love
Destiny is river flowing back to Ocean
Destiny is right now and be here
Destiny is taking a ticket to no where.
Destiny is your deep acceptance of what you are.
Destiny is when you give up your fate and stay in Love.
Don’t blame your fate for your problems. You worry about fate because you are stuck in problems of the world. In Love there is no where to go, You have arrived at your destiny even before you start your Journey. Your destiny is manifested in you and by your awareness.
Meditation is joy of journey, Meditation is art of manifesting your destiny.