Part 82: Life has become a desert where I left alone, all alone!

‘No,da. Human relationship never stale. Everyday every moment, there is a new meaning to loving and living. A rock will sing a song, a thorn will gloom as a flower when you smile, when you mingle with others, when you see goodness among all, then your life will become a garden, which is gilled with the flowers called happiness. It doesn’t mean that the one whom you love should love you at the same proportion but it also doesn’t mean that they don’t love you at all.

Learn to love the people who are willing to love you at present. Forget the people in the fast and thank them for hurting you which led you to love the people you have today!”

I just gave a lifeless smile and said, “I don’t have anyone in my life. I don’t want to be friend with anyone; I don’t have friends and the two best friends who were supposed to enter my life, I could not find them in anyone. And the one friend, who was supposed to show me the other friend, has not entered my life yet.”

There was a deep silence between us. After a few seconds he asked with a smile, “Do you still think so?”

After 5 seconds I said, “Yes I feel I lost in my attempts. I am going to stop it. I am really tired too. Too tired! I could not find them. I thought I’ll find both of them but I could not even find one. I have failed.”

After a silence of few seconds he said, ‘Hari. Don’t forget you fail only when you give up. Never give up. That person might have already entered your life, Hari. You might have failed in recognizing him.”

‘No- I don’t fail to recognising people.’ There was confidence in my voice.

‘Think again – you might have failed in recognising yourself!’

My mind was blank then. I just looked at him.

He just moved near to me ( took my hands in his hands) and whispered clearly.

‘Somewhere deep within a song that plays softly always…’

‘Which song?’, I looked at his face.

‘A song you can hear only if you’re very quiet, and very still. A song of life, and dreams-and wisdom. A call to adventure on a path that’s uniquely yours. Take time to listen to the song of your soul and see where it leads you.’

‘And what’s the truth is going to tell?’, Still I was in fix.

Now he spoke in a clear voice: ‘Oh, Hari! Are you not yet convinced?’, I replied, ‘No, First of all still I cannot believe that you have come to visit me! I think it as whims of my own brain, Science and philosophy have proved beyond doubt that our senses after deceive us, especially if there is a desire in our mind to fancy a particular object as endowed with a particular quality. I seem you are affectionate to me and want to see me great in all respects; this is why you are encouraging me”

He just smiled and requisitioned, ‘Okay, can you tell me why my vision appears to you? Not anyone else’s?’

‘As I said if there is a desire in our mind to fancy a particular object.’

Now his eyes steadfastly fixed on me and he asked.

‘That means you like me?’

I was speechless. ‘Oh Gosh! He is unbelievable!”

‘No. No when I said so?’, I replied.

‘So you don’t like me at all?’

‘I didn’t mean that I mean to say I’ve a great respect for you. But these all look like an elusion!’

‘Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.’

‘In fact life itself is an illusion. After all what is this life? We have no time to stand and stare. But still when I have a look I can see the life as the wilderness of broken decisions. Throughout the way hopes look like the tombs. Life itself has become a desert where I left alone, all alone!’, I said.

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