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Aisi Gehraiyaan, Aisi Tanhaiyaan (Such Deepness, Such Loneliness)

I am generally not a big fan of Javed Akhtar. (Especially after his unwarranted show of pigheadedness during a discussion with Sadhguru). But I think he nailed it when he wrote those poems for Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara.

This particular one resonated with me for obvious reasons that I was feeling very very lonely during this Diwali.

The moment seems to flow like a molten sapphire and there’s deep blue silence,
Neither there is earth below, nor sky above,
The rustling branches, leaves are saying that only you are here,
Only me, my breath and my heartbeat, 
Such deepness, such loneliness and me…only me,
It all makes me believe in my existence.
 

It is indeed embarrassing to admit that in this world full of life and color, one does indeed feel lonely. That one has the need to seek the comfort and solace of somebody whom you can call your own. Sometimes seething misguided anger ensues.
I have been struggling with this for some time now because I really have no idea of how to deal with it. The uniqueness of my situation (me being a teacher out in the concrete wild) has restrained how I can deal with this.
After the seething anger comes helplessness.
And of course you try to avoid all this by feverish activity..

It was in the midst of such mind-numbing activity, I discovered this piece. I usually try to avoid reading spiritual literature. But I stumbled upon this during my EMedia research and the simplicity of it all sliced through me like a literal Occam ’s razor. Suddenly the loneliness, embarrassment, anger and the helplessness disappeared and in its place stood a delicate flame of gratitude. 

Gosh, am I looking forward to my Guru Pooja tomorrow??
P.S: If you have come this far and you have no idea what i am talking about. Fear not. Just watch this.

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