GURU PUJA SPECIAL EDITION“Now would be the right time to go for a cup of
tea.” Atul said as he kept his diary inside.
Ram nodded and they both started walking
towards the gate.
“So, did you get your answer?”
“Yeah, they whisper about the beauty of life and
being alive!”
“And?”
“And, that there is beauty and inspiration in
each of God's creations! Be it a grain of sand, a wild
flower, or us. You just need to give it your undivided
attention.”
Atul smiled. He curled his arm around Ram's
shoulders and said, “Ram, my friend, I feel another
extrapolation can be appended to this... that, when
we need to give our undivided attention to decode
God's creations; then, won't the same be needed to
demystify the Creator Himself? I wonder, how
beautiful He Himself must be, who carved out such
creations which can send us in trance! I just hope
and pray for some companion to come and give us
the knack to do it!”It is deemed as God's supreme grace when one's
sensitivity and inquisitive feelings for the things of
this creation triggers an aspiration in him to meet its
Creator. If, thereafter, he sincerely searches for the
same... then, it's guaranteed that he will receive
God's blessings in the form of a meeting with a True
Spiritual Master, who will demystify the Supreme
Lord for him. Well, that's the eternal and infallible
law of this universe. And those, who, today, in this
busy and overly-advanced age, have drastically
fallen on the scale of sensitivity– for them,
spirituality and company of the Spiritual Guide
becomes all the way more important... in order to
become truly alive from within... in order to 'feel'
things... and not become dead before actually
dying! ||beautiful relations I had with some friends
and relatives. Go on, this bookmarked page is about
us.”
Ram was shocked to hear that. As he took
the diary, the fragrance of lavender and its
imprint on the page filled his memories. It reminded
him of their childhood days. On the left page, he
saw, a cricket field was drawn with a line that
followed,
...the ball which got lost, the match that we
won, and the friendship that I cherish the most!
He looked at Atul in bewilderment, when a rush
of memory reminded him of that match when Ram
and Atul both were in the 4th grade.
“You saved a flower from that field?” Ram was
confused but amazed.
“Naah, but sitting beside a lavender field a few
months ago reminded me of that day. It's funny, isn’t
it... how it whispered that memory to me?”
Ram gave a smile, “Yeah, it is.”
He noticed that the diary was full of bookmarks.
Some were flowers, some were photographs... He
looked at the cricket field again and brought the
diary closer to smell it. And it reminded him of the
times he hid in a lavender field at his grandparent's
house. Though he didn't remember the match as
strongly, but he understood what Atul had said
about why he can't answer what the flowers
whisper.
...Because your whisper is yours. The whispers
elevate your consciousness, and make you closer to
the feelings of love, friendship, and much more.
They somehow rejuvenate your inner feelings by
stimulating your senses with their visual and
intricate beauty and fragrance. And, as if they are
the bookmarks of a feeling, a point in time, a place,
or a relationship.
In midst of all these emotions, Ram got an
insight and smiled. Atul knew what that smile was
all about.
16 AKHAND GYANETERNAL WISDOM JULY 2019