memories

this is probably not the best time to listen to Bella’s lullaby or Esme’s favorite or Latika’s theme. But i am doing just that, and it’s bringing back memories of those days which didn’t work out well, but which i hold close to my heart. It’s a paradox; any sane person would hate those days, but i don’t. it has a certain form of lure that i find very difficult to ignore; yet i must.

i wish, i could channel the yearning from those days into a useful avenue, just like what happened in VTV. there is so much energy, but i need to find a suitable cause.

a verse fitting of my mood now:

Behne de, mujhe behne de, mujhe behne de
Behne de ghanghor ghata, behne de paani ki tarah
Saagar mein jaa girna hai, behne de nadiyaa ki tarah
Shart lagi hai mar jaane ki jeena hai toh pyaar mein…

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‘In this day he who seeks the light of the Sun of Truth must free his mind from the tales of the past, must adorn his head with the crown of severance, and his temple with the robe of virtue. Then shall he arrive at the ocean of Oneness and enter the presence of Singleness. The heart must become free from the fire of superstitions, that it may receive the light of assurance, and that it may perceive the Glory of God.’