KUCH BHI GADBAD NAHI HAI, DAYA

 



“The best kept secrets are those in plain sight.”

George Banister

 

“The whole Universe conspires in your favour when you really want something.”…  Is this what they call a ‘Conspiracy Theory’?

If not, this one must be: “When your mind is idle – and heart is bereft of trust -  the whole Universe conspires against you.”

“Idle mind is devil’s workshop”… Whoever said this first, he must have been a true angel! He must’ve, also, said this: ‘A heart bereft of trust, is the breeding ground of unhappiness.”

Why would anybody – I say ‘anybody’ – be so obsessed to see me doom? Why would he be so sadistic to pull me down?

Yes, there IS jealousy and there IS insecurity in this world. Yes, there ARE some people who believe, that my success means their failure… My happiness means their unhappiness and so on. But, that’s not the ‘Whole Universe’…

Everything is not a ‘Plot’… a ‘Coup’… a ‘Conspiracy’. Sorry.

Everybody, out there, is not a ‘conspirator’. Sorry.




Trust may be a very delicate feeling, which may be betrayed, sometimes, by some. But, Sir, not all the times, and not by all…

Therefore, however naïve I may sound, I choose to believe, that this world is filled with more trustworthy fellow-beings than untrustworthy ones. It’s okay, therefore, if, occasionally, someone tries to pull me down like crabs do… It’s okay, therefore, if, occasionally, someone tries to seek pleasure in by failure…

That is not the end of my Universe… Not at all.

Let’s accept this plain truth: As long as we live in this world, we will have to live with such imperfection. And, let’s believe, that it’s much peaceful to embrace the theory, that the whole Universe conspires in our favour, rather than against us…

The Universe is kind… Why would it plot against us?

Kuch bhi gadbad nahi hai, Daya!



GERALD D’CUNHA

 

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