Spontaneity

What exactly is Spontaneity, when we ask ourselves, its one of the quality of God. The thoughts sent by God at random is executed by us without giving another thought. So the first thought for any work is given direct from there and the next thought which is formed exactly is being weaved from our mind. And if there is no mind or if your mind becomes your slave and doesn't come between God's work, we then become the real tool for our dear Lord, Sirshree!!!
    Due to Baba's Grace, His continuous support, all patterns are breaking. I remember how I used to shy away from trekking in the hot sun but now I am open and willing to go ahead and enjoy it. I can distinctly feel, the body aching but I am still full of energy, which proves that mind isn't making excuses. I know for sure, I am not the body but I keep slipping into the worldly ways sometimes. Then I have full faith in You, Sirshree, as you said Faith is the only thing which is needed towards Guru. I love You, Ishwar. I had lots of pattern in eating yumming, oily, rich food. Now my focus is within and all that food doesn't interest me anymore.
        Self is expressing through this body. Due to Your Grace, I started Arts class for kids, I see myself engrossed totally into it and enjoying it so much. I see how You are around me in different forms, plants, small children, hubby, son, neighbors and friends. Baba, sometimes I am unable to pick Your signs, forgive me for that but then You are everywhere sending reminders. I love You ,Ishwar. I recently learnt EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique)  from TGF website. Also, I stitched clothes. I am also doing beading. I feel so happy seeing You express in various ways, even when giving company to friends and of course in Silence.
          You tell us that 'Understanding is the only way'. The moment you understand you are not the body, you start living your life from that understanding. I am still working on it. Thankyou for opening me up and shifting me to the Real I. I love You, Sirshree!!!

I am Yours!!!

I am Yours, Baba
my thoughts, my work, my mind and body,
I am just a puppet doing what You intend me to do,
My illusive Ego is no more prevalent,
Its become a slave of Your instructions,
Baba, Order me, What should be done, and
Work through me...
I am here in this earth for Your Biggest Expression,
Together we shall walk and be...One...
I love You, Sirshree....
for killing me and giving me a new birth...
I love You, Ishwar
for giving me so much Happiness,Love and Peace...
for giving me....... Nothing !!!
I love You, Sirshree
for identifying who I really am.....
I love You, Ishwar !!!

Grow Your Sensitivity!!!

The first teachers are our parents in our life. So many things are being taught to us while we are growing up. We hardly realize it till we start living separately from them. Then we do exactly the same what our parents have been doing. Mom's play a major role in everyone's life since she spends most of the time with her kids. The values she has in her automatically goes to the child.Every move of her ,every habit is being observed by her children ,later in years kids become her carbon copy. On the other hand the father has to instill discipline in his kids and at the same time be their best friends. We have been brought up in the thoughts framework what our parents had. Being kids we had been kept busy with studies and play, away from family politics. We took everything for granted from parents and also developed some attitude in answering back to them. Being parents they understood that was a part of growing up and gave us space.

           Now being an adult, having a family, if we still have the same attitude. Its like we never grew up.This is the time to realize and to give back the love and care our parents have given us. As they are getting older, they are in the need of their loved ones. Their whole focus is on their children. Least what the younger generation can do is give a call on a regular basis. That would atleast lessen the old age pain and give a smile to their faces. Its funny to see that very few have that sensitivity and they forget that they too one day would be in that position. You reap what you sow...is an old saying!!! Still people are caught up in their day to day lives and fail to realize few minutes of their so called busy life, can bring a smile to someone who has always been their well-wisher, their own parent who gave them life!!! Its good to act before its too late..........

The Letter.....

I was so conscious of his presence even though he was standing far away. All the time waiting, his eyes would fall on me. My discomfort and uneasiness was showing in my conversation with the person sitting next to me. Each of his move and lip movement were getting noticed. There was a turmoil inside me, should I or should I not!! My palms were sweaty holding the letter. The letter which had my feelings written for him. I long waited for the right moment and here it was. So this was it, my mind was set, he needs to know, whats going on in my mind. I had gathered courage and wrote in the form of a letter which he can read away from me. I was too nervous to say it in front of him. I thought he was aware but he showed no signs. I had tried earlier in different ways, was he that dumb or was pretending to be? Thats when I decided I must do something, see his reaction. I was ready for any answer. Then the letter was created where love was expressed in a poetry form.
           Time was running fast. My whole attention was on him with a room full of people. I hated the person whom he was talking to. Why wasn't he letting him go? And then he turned....our eyes met...he started coming towards me......My heart was beating so fast. He seemed calm and said hi. I nervously replied. Inside there was a voice telling me, come on, give the letter. I continued talking on general things. My palms kept crushing it. And then he left..That gave such a big blow to me. My feelings in the letter was still in my hand. Then and there I got up and threw it in the dustbin and left...The right place for it.!!!

Hatto saamne se............

Ye Hindi TV serials ne toh aajkal romance hi khatam kar diya!! Ladies apni family bhool kar TV families ko yaad rakhti  hain...Pati ne kahaa ' Memsaab, Ek cup chai milegi?' ,Aur biwi ne ulta kahaa..kabhi toh chain se dekhne diya karo, poora din ghar ka kaam kar ke ab thoda time mila aur tum ho ki.....'Arey, ye kyaa bol rahi ho? Pati ne jhatt se kahaa...TV toh ghar main hi thaa...pehle nahi dekh sakti thee....?'
               Bas yuhin chalta rehta hain nok jhonk....Phir jo chipkaav hai favorite serial ka, wait ho rahi hain, kab hero heroine ko ' I Love You ' bole....mahino, saal lag jaate, villian pe villian aa jaate par vo nahi hota jo hona chahiye..........Isi beech..shopping jaari rehti  hain , naye fashion ki dresses jo serials main dikhaye jaa rahi hain.
         Pati phir koshish karta hain...TV ke saamne khadaa ho jaata hain....Itne main biwi chillati hain  "Hatto saamne se?" Pati kehta hain, koi toh mujhe pooch nahi rahaa, mere hi ghar main. Kitna thaka haara aata hun, office se...Phir awaaz aati hain vo bhi break main, aji doosre kamre main chillao, mujhe disturb mat karo....
      Toh ye haal ho rahe hain.......phir Pati logon ko majbooran apna Blackberry nikalna hota hai , samachar.com padhna padta hain, facebook, email check karna padta hain, jo unhe apni duniya main le jaata hain......Yehi hain ghar ghar ki kahani......TV serials ke saath!!!
         

Beautiful we are......

Mirror can be a friend or a foe, depending on how you look at yourself on it. Women adorn themselves and feel pretty admiring their beauty. They try hard ,whatever their age is, by being trendy and fashionable.What actually they are decorating is a mere body, made of flesh and blood which is so temporary. That, which changes every minute and deteriorates with age. Still people spend so much time, energy and wealth on it as if its going to be the same always. It also creates low self esteem for young girls who think they do not have a beautiful body and superiority complex to people who think they have one. Mirror only shows what you are not. It is actually your friend that reminds you of the truth and tells you that you need to focus on the inner beauty which you cannot see and do your self development. If  inner beauty becomes the outer beauty and vice versa, how would you be!!! That could be your wake up call. Take out some time just to be yourself everyday.

My Own world !!!!

The most comfortable place I have is in me....

My thoughts, where no one can intrude,

My vivid imagination of all my favorite things,

Where my Hero resides,

His teachings constantly reminding me of what should be done

To be on the move

To console me and encourage me when I am down

To love and cajole me when I falter in my steps

My deep respect to my Teacher, my Father, my Guru

Dear Sirshree, I love You!!!