I am finding more and more silence in me.It is so especially when I start thinking of Rajesh.It has been raining here and the climate resembles Ooty.Chilly floors.I do not wear sweaters though.Some how I could read Mary Higgins Clark's mystery novels and finish them.I also could read Mitch Albom's books(For One More Day,The Five People You Meet In Heaven, and Tuesdays With Morrie.) too.I found one more day to my liking as I saw myself as that mother.
I am being a recluse not wanting to go out and mingle with people. My walking sojourns have stopped, though I want to start then again for health reasons at least.Is there a gateway in this life.Just now I was reading Osho's opinion as today is Guru Poornima day and "Star Of Mysore' had published it.He just says that do get up and live this life.
I think perhaps life itself is a gateway to pass through.Purpose?I agree there with Osho.No purpose.Walking through life itself is the purpose.
Jayamala.

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