Why, after so long time, it came back? It’s been a year or two or three. You come to tempt me. You come to tease me. Seeing me mired and wayward in world and maya, you come to remind me the way again. Why, may I ask? Why this teasing, this half-quenching, this putting the bottle on the lips and taking it away just before the drop spills? Do you get pleasure out of it or is it some kind of cosmic law that you can only show way and we have to walk the path?
Thank you nevertheless. My life is a meaningless burden, but you give it a meaning. You give me a glimpse of meaning. A glimpse of complete contentment. Ego’s thirst is unquenchable, but you have the power to diffuse this eternal fire that resides in our stomach. A glimpse for which a suffering person or a seeker would give his entire property or entire life. But why waste it on me? I’m not worthy of it. It’s probably my previous lives’ karma results, there is no other explanation. I have done nothing in this life to deserve it.
Isn’t my life worth living just by the glimpse? I’m blessed.
It’s for the calling, for reminding. It calls me. I will start again.