Showing posts with label Purpose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Purpose. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 March 2020

The Divine

Once a mom, always a mom ! I have heard this since childhood. And have wondered ! Why not “ once a dad, always a dad”? A bit of a foolish question, that !
The cosmic artist has carved out mother and child from the same stone. Imagine ! When you see your child, made in your image, with your blood and tissue, it is just like an experience of the soul being an integral part of the Divine.
How can one make light of this reality ? And specially when it comes to aborting a child, and a girl child .
I haven’t seen a mom whose face doesn’t light up at the mention of her child. To her, her child will always be like a child, whatever the age. And she will always protect and counsel her child. Maybe, sometimes, adult children may feel that they don’t need this anymore. But the happiness a mom gets by being loved by her children is unimaginable. And the satisfaction she gets by counselling them is also part of her need to protect. And expects her child to understand that.
If children have clear eyes, they would see that they have had someone holding an umbrella above them each second so that they are shielded from the sun. And they are blessed. Like I feel I am, despite many wars fought with the mom .
Folks , moms are moms and never do we quite have any relationship like this one.
Surekha Kothari

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Sunday, 5 January 2020

Issue of acceptance


There will always be this issue of acceptance from and by people. We must necessarily be controlled and circumspect, though we might be pining to be free like a bird and do exactly as we please.
The need of being accepted stems from the human angle only, because of dependency on each other, as the famous saying goes: no man is an island. So, we follow rules. Allow our hearts to sing but keep a befitting exterior. Allow our anger to kill someone in our thoughts but smile and shake hands. Have several issues within but on being asked if we are okay, pat comes the reply,” no problem”.
In a way, we are all split personalities, always living more than one role, within and without. And even those change into multiple roles depending on situations.
Surekha Kothari

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Tuesday, 20 November 2018

Compassion

That extra modicum of compassion! A heart without compassion does not beat in a healthy way. Many of us feel we have "enough" compassion but what that "enough" actually is, no one can quantify. Neither is it easy to spell out when and where that compassion becomes unnecessary, when it gets taken for granted and doesn't serve a purpose, sounds callous but it is not. People tend to take advantage of this pure feeling as well.
On the other hand, if the hands of compassion were absent, we would be deprived of the experience of inter connectivity, which would be a huge loss to humanity. We would be robots without the beautiful feelings that we are endowed with.
But ultimately, we do judge compassion on our own capacity for giving it as well as observing the capacity of others, hopefully learning from the latter.
We always profess to rule that doctors and nurses must have a great amount of compassion but do they all have it? In fact, all humans were meant to have it. Do they? Mercy, empathy, kindness are all off shoots of compassion. And love is the core. Do we have enough? And if we do, how much is "enough”?
Surekha Kothari

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