JOY CAN SPRING LIKE A FLOWER





“You never appreciate your anonymity

until you don’t have it anymore.”

Jason Priestley

 

I am conscious of the two movements within me… One is a strong desire to be in the limelight – to be more and more famous, recognized, hailed. The other is an equally strong desire to be away from the limelight – to be anonymous, private and quiet…

I think, it’s a strange irony in our lives: When we are away from these big cities, we desire to be here. When we are here, we desire to be away from these cities… Poor want to be rich – famous and powerful. When they reach there - and if they are in touch with the two internal movements I just spoke about – I am sure, they, most certainly, desire to go back to their quiet life… Of course, not to go back to the financial poverty, but to go back to the richness of their spirit…




One of the things, my wife and I regularly do is walk along the beautiful Marine Drive promenade, mostly in the evenings… It’s packed with tens and thousands of people from all walks of life, and from all over the places… The sea, the setting sun, the changing hues in the sky and the quiet returning boats at far away distance – yes, they are unaware of the countless beholders like my wife and me… No one here knows anyone else… It’s pure anonymity, just bliss!

But, then, even in such a serene place, a sizable crowd is busy making reels and uploading them… The sea must be laughing, the setting sun and the shy sky must be amused!

It’s scary for most of us to stay anonymous… What if nobody recognizes us? What if nobody ‘views’, ‘likes’ and ‘comments’?

“For happiness, one needs security; but, joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair,” says Anne Morrow Lindbergh.




Peace, happiness, joy… Well, the distinction gets clear as the sun sets and one is able to touch silence even in the frenzy…

Yes, joy can spring like a flower… even from the cliffs of despair!

 

GERALD D’CUNHA

 

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