in search of the truth...




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Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Why?

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Why, when trying to feel music do I discern noise?

Why, when trying to feel freshness do I smell rust?

Why, when trying to understand, do I only feel the superficiality of frameworks?

Why, when trying to note down pearls of wisdom in class, all that I end up jotting are structures professors adocate as right, without which those mark will not happen in the exams?

Why, when trying to study just for the joy of figuring things out, do I get trapped in the conundrum of marks?

Why, when trying to perceive the real in the class, all that I see is the make-up of reel talk?

Why does the laughter at those jokes originate at my lips and not my heart?

Why does the hollowness of it hit me deeper and deeper with every passing day?

Why can't I just look the other way and move on happily ahead like most others without caring a damn about what goes on around?

Why am I able to see through those superficial veneers of packaged people, events and situations?

Why don't I get an answer to my 'whys' ?



1 Comments:

  • At 1:29 am, April 18, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    The answer to your whys emanates from something that has been the eternal quest of mankind and that into which the people of the land of India have delved into assiduously over more than the last 5000 years.

    A couple of lines from the timeless treatise 'Yoga-Vasistha' - only to confirm and justify your doubts.

    " This world-appearance is a confusion, even as the blueness of the sky is an optical illusion......Neither freedom from sorrow nor realisation of one's real nature is possible as long as the conviction does not arise that the world-appearance is unreal"
    - Valmiki, I:2, "Yoga-Vasistha"

     

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