Eyes closed. A writing pad and a pen in my hand........... waiting for thoughts or intutive flashes which I could put down on paper. I just felt like writing.
The mood was sombre. I am on a ten day leave, in Doha, with my parents. I had just had breakfast, which mom had cooked so lovingly for me.
While different thoughts were crossing my mind, I was somewhat aware of the chit-chat going on between my brother and mom in the living room.
She was a bit pissed off with us constantly hooked to either idoit box or lappy , not paying much attention to what she was telling.
Just then I heard her admonishing him with a plea "Kya saara din dishoom-2 bajaata rehta hai "
The innocence, the love, the care, the longing, and the anxiety were so evident.
And as I heard it, a childlike smile playfully pulled me out of my trance.The attention withdrew from the world to that smile.
It wasn't the usual professional or social or even casual one. It was just so pure, devoid of any cause or anticipated consequence.
As it played on my face for sometime ............ I went into thoughtlessness "Nirvicharita", the first result of meditation. The mind....clear; heart.... pure; past....unregretful; present...blissful; future....hopeful; and purpose .... DEFINED !!
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It was just so pure, devoid of any cause...
hope this refers to the smile.
Please explain if there was any relation between the chit-chats u heard and the meditation u did.
Lastly, so much emphasis on "purpose...DEFINED". Anything important about it?
it indeed made me nostalgic...thats all i can say !!!
yeah !! 'it' was the smile.
ur mom is actually so sweet and innocent... she with her pure heart can make any1 have there gebuine smile..
kaha do janwar mil gaye unko.. ;)
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