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'W'HAT IS TO GIVE LIGHT MUST ENDURE BURNING'

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' “In some way, suffering ceases to be suffering  at the momen  it finds a meaning,  s uch as the meaning of a sacrifice.” Dr. Victor Frankl in ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’ O ne book many must be reading today, when we are all locked down in our homes, is ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’ by Dr. Victor Frankl. Dr. Victor Frankl was a Neurologist and Psychiatrist. Being a Jew, he and his family were thrown into the Nazi Concentration Camps. While his family perished, he somehow survived the Holocaust, to tell us the remarkable lessons, later, in his path-breaking book – ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’, and through his subsequent healing therapy called ‘Logo-therapy’. Dr. Frankl’s book is about the ultimate triumph of human spirit. It’s about hope in the face of absolute darkness. Yes, to paraphrase its essence: “Man can be stripped of everything he possesses, but not his ability to choose his response… Between the stimulus and ac...

THE CONCENTRATION CAMP WITHIN US

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I n my last Blog, I had written about the insights shared by my friend, Ajith, during an interactive P.D. session, yesterday. Ajith had stressed on the theme – ‘Voice versus Noise’. To take the discussion further, he has sent me a full article written by him, today. I am delighted to share it here in my Blog. Hope, it will help my readers. THE CONCENTRATION CAMP WITHIN US -           By Ajith Nair “Man is born free but everywhere he is in chains” - Jean Jacques Rousseau, “The Social Contract”     OUR INNER VOICE In the book ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’, Viktor Frankl talks about how you can take everything away from a man but hope. Confined to a concentration camp by the Nazis, seeing death and distress around him every day, Viktor Frankl managed to get in touch with something deep within himself that helped him cope with the fear and suffering that was all around him. Mind you, ther...

THE BEAUTY OF MITHI RIVER

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“Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.” - Rabindranath Tagore I n life, just as we tend to hear what we want to hear, we tend to see, too, what we want to see. This happens all the time, everywhere, for all of us. That’s the main reason why I get inspired to blog every day… on very mundane things, which mostly escape our attention. I call them the wayside flowers. Frankly, there is extraordinary beauty in these wild ordinary flowers… If only we pause to ‘see’ their extraordinary beauty! The innocence of little babies and pets, for example, needs our tender eyes to rejoice over. Similarly, the untimely death of a beloved one and the horrific devastation due to an earthquake or hurricane – yes, no matter how harrowing the experience may be - they need an equally awe-struck eyes to behold them. Likewise, cruelly and heartlessness around us can crush us… but, they do contain a sublime strength...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...