Work out from within

There are many hills and valleys in the landscape of life. Any obstacle is another precious milestone along the path. When we consider the challenges faced by us, we can see whether they turn out to be victories or defeats for us in the end. That would depend not upon the nature of the challenge itself so much as upon how we manage the emotions, thoughts, imaginings and impulses that arise in us at the time.


As we manage our internal world, so shall our external life become. We have not to wait for different circumstances, outer or inner. Many people are still in the waiting room of life. They are yet to start living fully, wherever they are.


When we see a person who accepts trouble or affliction and goes on living in a positive way, we cannot help but get inspired. People are not fundamentally motivated by pleasure alone. They are not made happy by an endless supply of pleasures. Many rich people are miserable. Misery is not created by lack of pleasure, but by resentment, bitterness and the degradation of character. There are things that are more important than pleasure. We want to live lives that we can feel good about.


Life is everything as it is. Birth implies death, health implies disease. Youth implies ageing, pleasure implies pain, success implies failure, and meeting implies parting. You can't have one without the other. Each half has as much dignity as the other. Night is as dignified as day.


As an old Korean saying taught us: "Don't ask for perfect health - that's just greed: make medicine from the suffering in sickness. Don't expect your path to be free from obstacles - without them the fire of your enlightenment will go out: find liberation within the disturbances themselves."


If one follows this, one will no longer be burdened and could live happily in the real world, dying at the right time and not before. Spiritualism does not offer an escape into a metaphysical paradise. It offers the opportunity to become master of the fire and doer of the chosen acts and deeds.

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There is so much we know not.!!!!

Rab ta Dekhya nahi .......

Nor do we know who this ‘Param Purakh is.’ .

There is so much we know not....Even Guru Gobind Singh came as his ‘dasa’....All we accept with humility is that ... GOD IS....and for me that is enough.

We are all lost somewhere along that trail .... at least I am.

We all have heard about "the path." .....It's the one we use to walk through life and whatever else that may mean to us. There are so many things for which I had no answers... now they gradually attain clarity...But it has been a long process of growth .... a step by step slow spiritual journey. The beauty of the travel is that we ask our own questions and search for our own answers.

One such question ...that many a times came to my mind ...sitting in Guru Ji’s sangat...is ... ‘Guru ji does not pontificate!!!!! I wonder why.

Perhaps I am wrong ...But perhaps it is just so simple. He knew we are a mixed bag of people in his Sangat All our needs ...that is spiritual needs differ, hence he very wisely allowed us to connect with him on multiple graded levels.....Emotional, Cerebral and spiritual and find that the path that is unique to each of us and that we are able to use and make our way along it. ...with his help.

This was our GURU JI...my teacher... my Guru !!

Gyan Prakasi Guru Mila, So Jan Bisar Na Jaaye,
Jab Saheb Kripa Kari, Tab Guru Mileya Aaye’

This is just one of the many beautiful dohas of Sant Kabir.It is so appropriate.

“When one is blessed by the company of a wise enlightened Guru, one should never forget that this is the ultimate grace of God!”.

Many people ask..... How do we find a Guru ...a genuine Guru? If truth be told .We cannot go out searching for a Guru.... So...then, how do we find someone to spur us on to greater self-awareness, happiness and peace?

We don’t. We wait. A real Guru will find us when we are ready.
It is in all probability as simple as that: "When we are ready, the Guru appears".

My Guru ji found me ....It was a divine call .It came when I was not looking by intent ,but perhaps my soul was ready for a kind of relationship that few of us have ever known?

I am truly Blessed.

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As the metro rolls by...

Once upon a time, sometime in 1150 BC.... Somewhere in central Asia a baby boy was born to a Turkish couple in the Aybak tribe. This little boy, in all likelihood, like most little boys was his mother’s darling and grandmothers pet. Perhaps he was a playful prankster or maybe he was an introspective little soul.

One day, while still in his childhood this little boy was abducted and captured by the marauders, and put up for sale in a distant slave market. On that day it so happened the chief Qazi of Nishapur was passing by and saw the slave boy and bought him. He took him home and both he and his wife brought him up along with their own sons, like a son. The Qazi educated him and trained him well in martial arts as well. He became a skilled horseman.

But a day came and the old Qazi died. The fortunes once more changed for the young slave, he was sold again to a slave merchant by the old Qazi’s son. But this young man was destiny’s protégé, and destiny took this slave to a warlord Mohammed Ghori, and he went on to become ‘The Slave general’ of his army and later was appointed as his viceroy to Delhi.

The boy from the Aybak tribe was Sultan Qutb-ud-din Aybak and was the founder of the slave dynasty in India.

In some ways it just could be ‘the slavedog’ millionaire story.

Qutub Minar, Delhi’s most imposing monument stands tall even today as a sentinel of history. It has seen centuries slip through ...and by and by Mehrauli the city became Mehrauli a suburb of Delhi .Last few decades have seen Delhi become a huge heaving metropolis, with an influx of humanity from all over India.

Today, Qutub Minar again silently stood witness to a history of sorts being made from its imposing heights.... Metro, an icon of modern Delhi quietly slipped out from the underground on to its elevated columns to meander through citadels of glass and ancient monuments.

Interesting paradox....but imagine a slave boy from a remote Aybak tribe in Turkey , the 12^th century Sultan of Delhi were to appear and look around and see his lost kingdom .

What would he see?

A vastly differing way of life .The language ,the clothes, the people, in fact an aura totally at variance from the times of his Sultanate....His Delhi

Where would he go?

Qutub Minar, for sure .It was his victory tower ... and then it is possible that the name on the Metro signs may just intrigue him.....and lead him on to the Qutub Minar Metro Station.

So now Qutubudin Aybak, erstwhile Sultan of Delhi would perhaps think....Not bad ...not bad at all, now I have an elevated Metro station named after me as well.....

June 21^st 2010 South Delhi had its first disconnected Metro run from Qutub to Gurgaon. It has been a long wait and today we saw the 4 metro cars glide past on its elevated tracks ....Early days yet, but let’s hope that it helps ease the road traffic.