I look back in awe the years that i have traversed, the challnges that i have faced and the mile stones that i have crossed.And though i would not like to make any comparison at any levels(based on wisdom gained in late forties) still in the heart of hearts , a silent comparison goes on. Your self with your peers, yourself with your superiors and last but not the least your self with your enemies!Hold a moment. At this age and experience i do not want to call any one as my enemy as life has tuaght me that more we are against some one it would onley mean our own inner hurt and injuries and hence better to give them a decent burial and move on.
And coming to talk about the internal hurt and injuries, obviusly one can not miss the external hurt and injuries.And ofcourse the internal hurt (i mean those relating to heart and mind)is a silent killer while the external hurt and injuries(obvious ref is to the phusical well being)are some thing and at most of the times are mangageble by your own lelf with little or nil outside help. Still when the outside atmosphere is one wherein your hurt and pain , whether internal or external, are shared and understood the recovery becomes faster.
My reference is to the none too serious hurt (in retrospect) which i sustained by tripping and falling on a rainy day near the footsteps of my house, resulting in a blood stained shirt and a few deep cuts just above the left eye.And the result is this post and few days of compelled rest and recuperation.
The challenge which i made a reference to in the earlier part of the post and the comparison i drew are with reference to my long innings(32 BALANCE SHEETS.NOT OUT)as an executive of a nationalised bank.After what appeared to be a dream come true of finalisation of accounts, atleast a week before its approval and in really relaxed setting,(possibly letting caution go to the wind, and in that split second, the tripping and falling all at the same moment) , brought back the basic lesson. Be conscious even when you relax.And that resulted in understanding what is happening all around at a more surfaceous level.And it also helped in knowing how much people care and respond to your problems and worries.And with each such sharing the pain eased and with each such inward mail the recovery is becoming faster.Thanks to every one of them who cared...And very often in life, it is this little caring , shown at the appropriate time that can do wonders to the outside world .Let us practice it at every moment as if it is a "THAPAS". More importantly it enabled me to move towards some of my child hood goals , which as an adult i have started attending to with some regular consistency in the recent past.
The goal which i mentioned has got nothing to do with career or ambitions. AS i mentioned once, my pain and my happiness , i know are bound to come and go in circles and i know that it is important to treat them alike to reach the level of utmost inner peace, I feel at times this recognition it self is as good as reaching the goal itself.Still the goal or rather the apt word is the dream, which i have accomplished in these days of compelled rest is to visit the Short story collection of Thi Janagiraman.I have finished almost 800 pages of his book in a span of little over two days and the more i read, the more i feel better and better,Few authors and their writings can have such a beautiful influence on you.
The fact that THI.JA.RA, belongs to the very same soil to which i belong ,(Tanjore) is besides the point.The fact to be appreciated is that once you are with the stories you feel as if you are revisiting your birth place, experiencing the experienc of each character therein and more importantly understanding the subtle messages that are thrown in plenty, in between the lines.Just as variety flowers and their fragrance his characters portray the strength, weakness, success and fall of the human beings .The characters are those whom you meet day in and day out. They belong to you or rather you are what has been portrayed in various shades thru these chracters.And once you finish reading teh same, you hve an immense experience, serene peace within and a charm which lingers within as if it is born along with you.
YES. SOME ONE SAID THAT BEST FRIENDS ARE BOOKS.THI JA RA PROVES THAT POINT .
And the recovery from the accident becomes faster, when you start reading a book like that, when the thick clouds and the drizzle in the sky make a beautiful back drop to the settings.All are possibly intended to make the lesson clear, the life merrier and the experience stronger.
At the nd of it the comparisons vanish, the enmity is overtaken by friendship, love , pure love rules the golden moments.
with that great feeling i sign off,
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