FRUIT ARRIVES IN ITS OWN SEASON
Pic.: Varsha Chitnis Junnarkar R ight 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 abo...