Spare time

We call this term in which we spend time doing less important jobs. Like going out with people and hanging around with friends and relatives. Even being there for someone on a special occasion, illness or even funeral.

We go see people in our free time. We even see God in our free time.  We forget that He tells us that, He will remember us only if we remember Him. But we also give Him only what is spare, if we ever do, no matter if it is our time, money or any other thing. Lots of us make an excuses, actually an escape from the reality that they are responsible and answerable for their deeds in the end.  Telling other and themselves that there is no such thing as God. But keeping your eyes shut from reality doesn't make it disappear. 

Our most important time consumption goes to fulfill our inner most desires. Our desires that are sometimes secret to ourselves also. We also tell ourselves that making money is the greatest achievement we have. Knowing very well that it is wrong, we make excuses even to ourselves for not being there when someone needed us so badly, when mom needed to see me, talk to me or dad  wanted to talk to me about lots of things that I don't like to talk about. We don't even know that bread veining is not our only duty, not actually to the extent we run after it. But we run after money so desperately blind folded, that in the process of money making we sometimes loose those people and relationships that really meant the wolrd to us, because it is in human nature to adopt and find alternatives, and those relations that were on the bottom of our priority list also learn to live without us gradually.

God has already promised that this is His responsibility to take care of our sustenance . But we keep on playing God. We just run after more and more. More than our needs more than our actual requirement of living. Not even sure if we would ever be able to utilize cherish and enjoy all those gains the way we really want to.

Spending time with people and being there when they need us, knowing them and their actual needs, actually makes us realize that it is mostly us that they need the most, our presence in their life, not those things we are trying to get for them.

Our purpose is a meaningful valuable life not the so called successful one with piles of currency notes and to spend most of our time gaining wisdom, growing up not just growing older. Attaining the consciousness towards our creator becoming more useful for humanity and a better human. It requires regular communication with our creator so that we are able to receive strength and insight of our path. Staying connected actually has a very powerful effect and impression on our personality and when it is absolute wisdom that we stay connected with, the effect is in the shape of consciousness awareness and Illumination of our eternal real path.

But even if we try to do all this, we do it in our spare time and still expect God would remember us in his busy schedule? Do we think He is less busier than we are?

I feel sorry for all busy people who find time for life, to be alive, out of their busy schedule occasionally. I wonder what would happen one day when death would arrive at their door step and these people would not have time to die. Leaving all that unfinished worldly business behind would not be a bigger burden than having no time to be really alive.

We, the free people would never understand what busy people do, when they hardy find time for life from their busy schedule. Life, with their loved one's there friends. Having fun together. Because we hardly ever find time for those so called important things from life and being alive.

Time to give...

This was supposed to be a joke, but after I read, it felt as if it was something with true meaning and purpose of life:

A man spoke with the Lord about heaven and hell. The Lord said to the man, "Come, I will show you hell." They entered a room where a group of people sat around a huge pot of stew. Everyone was famished, desperate and starving. Each held a spoon that reached the pot, but each spoon had a handle so much longer than their own arm that it could not be used to get the stew into their own mouths. The suffering was terrible.

"Come, now I will show you heaven," the Lord said after a while. They entered another room, identical to the first - the pot of stew, the group of people, the same long-handled spoons. But there everyone was happy and well-nourished.

"I don't understand," said the man. "Why are they happy here when they were miserable in the other room and everything was the same?"

The Lord smiled, "Ah, it is simple," he said. "Here they have learned to feed each other." 

We create our own hell and our own heaven. Only difference that makes our lives heaven on earth or hell is when we choose to be either generous or selfish.

We just keep on struggling all our lives. Trying to reach out for everything that we need and it gets more and more difficult as we only think about ourselves, our lives our children or our family at the most. 

Because we stay only on receiving end of life. We never understand that if we learn to give away that load we have around us, we would achieve that serenity we are looking for in those things. Because serenity and true happiness is achieved only by turning around expectation into acceptance. We actually take pride in helping others with what is already an excess baggage.

Giving away what is more than we need is good. But that is our duty not an actual virtue. The real virtue begins, when we give away everything we want for ourselves generously or at least share those generously what ever we have and what we like the most. All that we already have is in fact our debt to society and a debt that needs to be returned. It is the trust we received from people and the society. The best of all we can share and distribute is love, care, our capabilities and our ability, smiles and the comfort we enjoy.

If we want the best of all, we must learn to have a heart, ready give away and share the best with others only then the heavenly cycle of give and receive starts.

Our Lord promised, that He would give back 10 times of what we giveaway to other. 

But do we actually understand what is actually required by him to give? Not that extra stuff,  because He says " Give the best of things you have, would you like to receive something unwanted? or extra from me? or you want the best?

Masks

To live in this world is taken like wearing a gorgeous, classy wedding dress. You keep smiling at the guests and try to look as best as you can for the loved ones and your friends around you as well as posing for the photographers taking pictures capturing those memories forever.

I think the most comfortable dress you wear is never good enough to wear in front of anyone. You only wear it in your bedroom may be. But then you get dressed and start playing one of the characters allocated to you by life. Sometimes you are a genuine professional sometimes you are  a dear father playing the role for kids so that they could follow your footsteps. The way you talk the way you move the way you deal with different people and situations makes them learn.

Sometime we play these characters so genuinely and continuously that we forget the real human being inside us. It becomes so over whelming that we think we deleted the human being that would have been an innocent non hypo-critic child within us, it doesn't exist anymore. But it is a mistake.

That child only gets scared of that mask we wear for the character we play, exhibiting what a fine gentleman a strong up right man I am and hides deep down in a dark corner of our soul and stays there very very quiet and hushed. So calm that sometimes we stop feeling his presence within us. But there comes a day when that child is awaken by an incident and we feel the presence.

During this time the child within us keeps on making noises. Mumbling, squealing and sometimes laughing and we hear that in our dreams. Dreams that are not only in our sleep but also while we are wide awake. We keep telling ourselves what the heck, what am I thinking of? But when we hear those cries over and over we secretly step down into that basement of our soul to see that child within us and we sooth and play together secretly.

I wonder why do we keep pointing our fingers to those who seem to look like a human a real innocent pure soul that enjoys sunlight, rain and music like to dance and laughs at the limit of their lungs. We do the same, when we step down into that basement of our hearts secretly and regularly play together with that child but we keep on objecting to those innocent acts performed openly by those rare souls that need to be saved instead of being criticized and forbidden.

I think these pure humans are the most endangered species that need saved and protected more than those animals we are trying to save. These pure happy souls are rarely found in this hypocritical world. Sometimes we get annoyed, uncomfortable by their innocent interruptions. But only if we take of that mask from our face for while and join them when the innocently call us to play, we find that really refreshing.We enjoy every second of our time with them. But still, we just return to our shells after having that good time thinking about the time we wasted with them and get back playing our roles again for more money more power more acquisitions.

Away from actual life away from the real purpose of living still feeling very proud and successful when we know we are not.