Today, this caravan of reflections wants to express its gratitude to those parts of this being which cross the curved and tortuous paths and elicit this symphony.

The first part:

The moment, at the age of eight or nine, when this physique had found itself weaker than the frame of a bird.

The second part:

The moment when ‘the mind’ turned so weak at the sight of unhappy moments of every other person that it fell into a deep abyss. That fall was in fact an invitation in the… Continue

- When the wind blows in the same directions as everything else in the creation, then deep thoughts kept ignorant off the same…

- When the mind kept on flowing in the spools of thoughts, then no feelings took upon itself to slow down to break…

- When the consciousness travel through the emotion, none of the awareness took upon itself to awake…

- When in the environment of L.A.’s speed of life, gazed at Silence, being separated and saw the disbursement of realization;

-… Continue

I sensed that:-

“The seed of understanding ever awaits the advent of spring or appropriate time to sprout, when it will sprout, when its aromatic feelings and perceptions will make life fragrant; “for seeds and spring season have a close relationship. Shall we celebrate our living together when on the soil of our ego are growing thorny shrubs of wishes and desires, which do not let the mutual compromise between the seed and spring to fructify? When the fever of egotism has already dried up… Continue

The skiff of my life is passing through the unfathomable ocean of quietude with the oar of prayer. In this pilgrimage, there are also the rainbows of experience, but they carry little significance for me, why? My being does not like any experience which cause disturbance in my silence. I wish to be lost in quietness. Quietness that quietness which is my existence, that is my life...

“Detachment”, is the state of that way-farer who is sitting in a skiff in the open sea but has been caught in a sea storm, who neither knows how to swim, nor has any control over the skiff.

In this dreadful spectacle of death the critical state of the tremulous being is like the living of a detached mind which is just in the plight of the drowning person.

The stage of detachment is just like the state of one lost in a dense wilderness. Who walks with sense, no doubt, but finds… Continue

Who shall I say,' What I am or Who am I ?'

Today JOY, because at one time i was at the bottom of bitterpet...

Today SILENCE, because at one point in life i was lost in the crowd of words...

Today FREEDOM, because at once i was mingled in the web of mind...

Today LOVE, because i was once suffering in hate...

What is this JOY?

= Ultimate satisfaction...

What is this SILENCE?

= Totality...

What is this FREEDOM?

= Carefreeness...

Then what is… Continue

Then, Who am I !



= The womb of stilled and deep Silence, in which the glimpse of sound takes place

= The stilled i-ness in deep silence creates the feeling, in which I-ness disappears and the infinite sound plays the veena

= The soft breaths in silence, cuts thru bones and makes waves through in infinite

= In silence the recognition of silence, Passes thru time eminates lightened silence

This state of stillness is in stillness, is there any stillness after this… Continue

The cells do not exist by themselves. They are made to exist and live by consciousness, by the mind, by the being, which is basic in Creation...

I love science so much, then that i want to know; How many solar systems are there--What is time--what is the creation-- like any religion.
These questions shakes us and stuns us.
And then:
In these moments we wonder...
Wonder brings Silence.
When we says, What is this--Who am I and it's amazing !
then....?
These moments gives us love...
and :
Love is the highest wonder

I love those moments when i realized that i am an idiot. these moments are very beautiful and powerful and very deep painful, because this idiotic is very clean--clearer than any knowledge. this idiotic is healthy, because those moments are silent only and silence is very wonderful state; then I realized again that I am Silence only.

Then I said to myself,

" Shaheer, let the shaheer die completely dear; she is still alive, let her die, mallah ( Dearest ).

Now that shaheer is on… Continue

Sleep gives comfort and peace, why?
= We are away from our Mind, Brain and Body; what if we can be away from these dimension while awake...?
= If peace is attained by forgetting about the world and if the world is forgotton by the awake mind, then...?
= Mind, Brain and Body becomes peaceful, refresh and new when asleep, Why?
Because the world is not present in us at those moments,
= If this world is not present in us while awake, then...?

= The womb of stilled and deep Silence, in which the glimpse of sound takes place

= The stilled i-ness in deep silence creates the feeling, in which I-ness disappears and the infinite sound plays the veena

= The soft breaths in silence, cuts thru bones and makes waves through in infinite

= In silence the recognition of silence, Passes thru time eminates lightened silence

This state of stillness is in stillness, is there any stillness after this particular in stillness, any… Continue

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While travelling through the depth of Life, this existence today finds itself blossoming. I see today the reality of this Universe which stands far beyond my words to describe. The moments spent on its reflection look like a heavy weight on this existence. Is there no other means for the expression of this consciousness except the length and depth of the breaths booming through Silence? In the murmur of the fast blowing gale, the awareness of this profound Silence is an echo that… Continue

If ‘I’ does not exist, ‘my’ also does not exist. Then what are these visible phenomenal existences? Sensitivity to profound silence lends freedom to rich, exuberant breaths and direct them towards life. What manifests in the cooperative universe through those moments? Whatever it is, it is related by the sense of lightness.

— what is a temple
= life itself is a temple
— what is religion?
= self-recognition alone constitutes true religion

Although we see sun rising every twelve hours, but life has sun rise and sun set every moment in this time and space. In the embodiment of love asmile travels out of my being and sets on my lips.and stares,this smile of silence begins to ask me,

Why you have no trust?

This question filled my eyes with nector of tears as love. (Tears of love) This tears had an awe of Silence. As this tear travels down to be with smile.

So friends! what was the question with in the… Continue