For so many days it was
ceaselessly raining. There had been flood all around. The rivers had swollen dangerously.
And most of the roads had been washed away. Previously the roads were rutted, potholed
and badly rough but it was a solace that they existed. But now even those worn
out roads vanished. As a result everything seemed directionless. All communication
came to a stop and life got soaked in the waters.
The abundance of water in the
physical world was quite opposed to the inner dryness of life in the spiritual
world. Life was inwardly hollow, almost withered and dead because it was not
sprinkled with the waters of love, service and sacrifice for a long time.
It rained cats and dogs. The
so-called modern man preferred to stay indoors. Many trees were uprooted in the
strong wind and there was a major power failure. The glittering ultra-modern
life of the civilized man underwent a temporary retrogression. Now life shed
its speed and sat silently under the flames of a lantern. The rain and blackout
were accompanied by no TV serial shows, no internet, and no phones. The foolish
stare to the LCD screen that was obstructing the thought-spring got suspended
for some time. The long repressed divinity in the man found conducive
environment to sprout new petals. So many distractions of the modern life
weakened with the tempestuous weather. Life once again heard the voice of
self-realization. The doors and windows of the house were closed but the man
inside it found many doors and windows slowly opening to the light of truth.
The truth was that
HAPPINESS COMES FROM WITHIN AND NOT FROM WITHOUT.
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