This line never left me since the first time I heard it. "What have you given to the society to demand for comfort and to complain about discomfort?"
Charity is not practised. Charity is love, for without the feeling of love one is not charitable. Charity is not a gift to cancel away negative karma. For the very intention of kindness to repent for some previous evil acts is in itself impure. This is not taken from a 16th century poem nor it is a gush of emotional outbreak. It is said after deep inquiry. An inquiry not based on religious beliefs and conditioned thinking. It is an inquiry of the self as it is.
Many days and nights I lived for the sole purpose of surviving. Once in a while a tiny excitement strikes the mind and the chase begins. When the chase is over, it is back to mediocrity. Life is short and therefore it must not only be lived but experienced. The more reason it is not to be wasted on drinking in pubs and womanising. But the irony of the 21st century is that the uncertainty and unpredictability of the events that occur provide for a foolish logic to squander.
This is my nightmare before Christmas.
The birth of Christ is the birth of a new hope from the heart. The birth of Christ brings light to illuminate the web filled mind. May the Christ in us brings to walk the path of reality.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Merry Christmas.
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