Wednesday, August 19, 2015

FRUIT ARRIVES IN ITS OWN SEASON








Pic.: Varsha Chitnis Junnarkar

Right at this moment, a couple of things in my life are not going right… Some dreams remain unrealized, some problems remain still unsolved… and, some relationships still remain unreconciled…. So, a thought does cross my mind: “Why can’t it all happen in one go? How peaceful my life will be, then!”

Yes, I want my dreams to materialize… I want my problems to get solved… I want my relationships to get reconciled… and, yes, I want all these to happen quickly, so that I can live a peaceful life…

But, then, it all doesn’t happen in one go… Peace doesn’t come in me the way I want it to… And, when I stand aside and see all these, I understand how true what Kabir had said:

“Dheere Dheere Re Mana, Dheere Sub Kutch Hoye
Mali Seenche So Ghara, Ritu Aaye Phal Hoye”

“Slowly slowly, O mind, everything in own pace happens;
The gardener may water with a hundred buckets, fruit arrives only in its season.”

I need to remind my mind about this truth… That, everything in life happens in its own pace… in its own season. And, I losing my patience and trying to see it happen fast  - like the gardener watering with a hundred buckets trying to see flowers bloom fast – yes, it is all futile... Naïve!

I have to wait… I have to be patient… I have to allow the ‘season’ to do it…

Am I being lazy or not motivated enough if I do this?

Not at all. For, despite  my years of restless and frantic efforts, with a hundred buckets, I do see the flowers blooming in my garden at their own pace… and, at their own season…

So, today, when the same restlessness and impatience consume my mind, what am I supposed to remind my mind with?

“Dheere Dheere Re Mana, Dheere Sub Kutch Hoye
Mali Seenche So Ghara, Ritu Aaye Phal Hoye”

“Slowly slowly, O mind, everything in own pace happens;
The gardener may water with a hundred buckets, fruit arrives only in its season.”


GERALD D’CUNHA

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