Two wings to fly in the sky of life: breath and hope

- Landscape - Subhash Bhatt

- We fill things up like mind or house, kabaddi shop. So there is no room or room for anything delicate to grow in life.

Supreme Existence has added 365 new days to our account. Every year anew we look for something precious and pleasant but do not find it. We have two wings to fly in the sky of life: breath and hope.

Maurice Maeterlinck (1862-1949) was a Belgian writer who wrote in French. He was born in AD. Received the Nobel Prize in 1911. He has a supernatural children's story called 'The Blue Bird'.

There were two children, he had a deep belief that there is a heavenly or celestial bird called blue bird which brings happiness. So someone told him that if he gets the blue bird, he will also get the knowledge of the whole world. However, a question arose in his mind that it would be necessary to know everything to be happy? Also, someone advised him to 'search but don't be afraid of experiences and don't hesitate to accept whatever you get'. And those two children left. He searched yesterday and tomorrow but did not find the Bird of Happiness. He felt that instead of looking very close or very far with microscopes and telescopes, it would be visible if you looked directly. And he saw the bird right in front of him. The joy of the children could not be exceeded. He imprisoned the bird in a cage to keep Happiness forever. The poor metaphorical-little blue bird of happiness died of depression.

Perhaps, the shortest way to lose a life or a person is to own it. Mankind has created a huge mess; Instead of using the thing and loving the person, we love the thing and use the person. We fill things like mind or house, kabaddi shop. So there is no room or room for anything delicate to grow in life. That's why: Became an owner or friendship broke, fist bumped or love slipped away. We don't know what Zen calls 'when to hold and when to let go'. We don't know how to divide, expand and disperse ourselves - happiness is in it. Be it a thing or a person, one becomes an owner by giving, not by taking. Our greatest freedom lies in being who we are.

Let us, instead of doubting, have faith, accept, be affirmative. We don't change but the years change. Poet Rabindranath Tagore sings,

My heart is a bird of the forest,

His sky is in your eyes.

Where rests in deep solitude,

It is my flight in the sky...

Let's find the celestial bird this year and become a heavenly bird...