I can’t seem to crush this nagging thought

I don’t know what to do…and say.. I have been feeling upset ….This is one of those times when you really kneel down in front of God close eyes and wish he could give you wings to fly…you must be thinking what’s wrong with this senti-mental guy…. But I can’t seem to crush this nagging thought from ma mind…. No, friends nothing wrong with me just am upset and worried because ma Honey , ma bachii… is unwell from past few days………I was talking with her on phone night and I could feel how unbearable was that for her…. Its hurting… Ma love caught up by cough and cold … its winter over approaching there in place … hmmmm…..could be the change of weather, an in a new atmosphere she is suffering from running nose, sore throat, bad cough and little fever with small pain in stomach …..Yesterday she had an awful headache was finding it difficult to talk also......I miss her to pieces, but not able to do anything…. Couldn’t sleep wholenight yesterday….. life is so disturbed suddenly … donno what to do???........No one around all alone she is, sick and tired……. she Msged me on the phone my heart was crying with the pain she was suffering …. I donno when I will be by her side taking care of her need….. I"m feeling crabby … God, please please send me to her…… or send her to me……….please u just have these two option…... no other way……and with a time limit …….please don’t take donkey years like we human beings……cant bear this anymore…. Please….Please Please Please Please take care of her God….. she got only you right now who can take care of her……I can’t say….. How I wish you"re by my side now….. I am crying silent in ma heart (without you knowing) I"m really too emotional. More than anyone I have known or read about. I have just learnt to hide it and she taught me to do that … but at this moment just cant control ma self…eyes filled with tears and now they are flowing non-stop... I know when you read this you will also get upset because I am worried and will immediately call me and say— hey dump!! Don’t worry I"ll will be ok……
Sweetheart, I cried for those time because no one out there with you to understands how you feel….. But I think that’s ok…… I know He up there can see everything….. you just be yourself and take care of yourself for my sake… eat food and take medicine on time….Just keep on holding to God"s unchanging hand. He will take care of you….till the time he wraps us together in the gold laced bag he named – MARRIAGE --- I will also be holding on ma faith that God will take away all the sufferings and will heal you and make you healthy soon-----

BIG BEAR HUGS N KISSES! DONT WORRY I WONT squeeze too tight! Praying for you your dump naughty senti ritesh !!!!

You Are The Moon --- With Mute Sound…..

Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark
Emerging from the gentle grip of night"s unfolding arms
Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone?
The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone


You don"t see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear
It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier
All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas
The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe


I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact
So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass
I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky
So you can see your beauty every morning that you rise.

this blog have written long time back.. But never got a time to publish it... Ritesh K...

Is there life after birth?

Is there life after birth?"

That would be more basic, because many people are born but very few people have life. Just by being born you are not alive. You exist, certainly, but life is more than mere existence. You ARE born, but unless you are reborn into your being, you don't live, you never live. Birth is necessary, but not enough. Something more is needed, otherwise one simply vegetates, one simply dies. Of course, it is a very gradual death -- and you are so unaware that you never know it, you never become aware of it. From birth to death, it is a long progression of death. It is very rare to come across an alive person. A Buddha, a Jesus, a Kabir -- they are alive. And this is the miracle: that those who are alive never ask the question: "Is there life after death?" They know it. They know what life is, and in that knowing, death has disappeared. Once you know what life is, death exists not. Death exists only because you don't know what life is, because you are yet unaware of life, its deathlessness.

You have not touched life; hence the fear of death exists. Once you have known what life is, in that very moment, death has become non existential.
Bring light into the dark room, and the darkness disappears; know life, and death disappears. A person who is really alive simply laughs at the very possibility of death. Death is impossible; death cannot exist, in the very nature of things: that which is will remain has remained always. That which is cannot disappear. But not theoretically; you have to come to this experience existentially.

Ordinarily this question remains in the mind, whether you ask it or not: the question, "What happens after death?" because nothing has happened before death, that's why the question. Because life has not happened even after birth, how can you believe and trust that life is going to happen even after death? It has not happened after birth, how can it happen after death? And one who knows life knows that death is another birth and nothing else. Death is another birth; a new door opens. Death is the other side of the same door you call birth: from one side the door is known as death, from the other side the door is known as birth.

Death brings another birth, another beginning, another journey -- but this will be just speculation to you. This will not mean much unless you know what life is.
A wrong question cannot be answered, or it can be answered only in a wrong way. A wrong question presupposes a wrong answer. Experience is the goal, not philosophizing -- and only experience solves the riddle. You are born, but not yet really born. A rebirth is needed; you have to be twice-born. The first birth is only the physical birth, the second birth is the real birth: the spiritual birth. You have to come to know yourself, who you are. You have to ask this question: Who am I? And while life is there, why not enquire into life itself? Why bother about death? When it comes, you can face it and you can know it. Don't miss this opportunity of knowing life while life surrounds you.

If you have known life, you will have certainly known death -- and then death is not the enemy, death is the friend. Then death is nothing but a deep sleep. Again there is a morning, again things will start. Then death is nothing but rest -- a tremendous rest, needed rest. After the whole life of toil and tiredness, one needs a great rest in God. Death is going back to the source, just as in sleep.
Every night you die a little death. You call it sleep; it would be better to call it a little death. You disappear from the surface, you move into your innermost being. You are lost, you don't know who you are.

You forget all about the world, and the relationship, and the people. You die a small death, a tiny death, but even that tiny death revives you. In the morning you are full of zest and juice again, again throbbing with life, again ready to jump into a thousand and one adventures, ready to take the challenge. By the evening you will be tired again.
This is happening daily. You have not even known what sleep is; how can you know death? Death is a great sleep, a great rest after the whole life. It makes you anew, it makes you fresh, it resurrects you…

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