I wrote half an article today and worked for 6 hours at a stretch after a long time. I was supposed to write about Swami Vivekananda in long form.
As i perused information about him from here and there one thing that stood out was his courage. Swami Vivekananda was truly a courageous human being and i must be one too. Never give up!
Then as i was writing i thought about my parents and brother. Over the years i've held many grudges against them. And somewhere along the line losing respect for them has caused me to disrespect myself in many ways.
My father is an astounding humanbeing. His resilience, his strength, his impeccable character and his discipline are profound.
My mother till date goes to work devotedly and works hard with her students. I know she loves me even though she has an acid tongue. She is funny, she is cute and she is beautiful and she smells divine.
My brother was born with courage and has supported me in many ways through life.
I must have courage and respect my parents. And just this change of heart enabled me to work 6 hours at a stretch today.
Small things matter. It is the heart that is important. Charity begins at home. All that love is first for those around me and i must respect my family first.
So these are my thoughts at the moment.
I am feeling:
Reasonably happy, not elated.
Grateful for my friends and family.
Grateful for food, shelter and money. So grateful that Ma is sponsoring my Nica meeting. Thanks Ma!
Grateful that i worked today.
Grateful for technology.
Grateful for books and literature.
Grateful that i smoked just two cigarettes till now.
Grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
Love,
Me.
6.44 pm
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