Wednesday, April 1, 2026

A for Attachment

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The Bhagavad Gita is a treasure trove of knowledge - all that you need to be is an inquisitive student, because only when the student is ready, the master appears! Join me this month in the 'April A to Z challenge,' as I take you through selected verses of this monumental scripture, and try to decipher the amazing lessons it has in store for us.  
    
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In this verse, Krishna says that the root of all miseries in life is 'Attachment'. Attachment leads to expectations/desires. Unfulfilled expectations lead to anger. When we act in anger, it leads to loss of discretion and regrettable decisions. 

How profound, isn't it? When we are attached to something or someone, we develop expectations from them. We could be attached to our family, our job, even our house or our car. We expect that our family remains grateful to us for the things that we do for them, or our workplace appreciates the hard work that we put in, or people reciprocate our kindness with kindness. 

This desire or expectation could either be met or unmet. If the desire is met, it leads to greed for more, and if the desire is not met, it leads to anger. If our family acts in a favourable way, we hope they will keep doing so. If they do not, it makes us angry. 'How could my efforts be in vain?' 'How could someone else get promoted over me?' Am I being taken for granted?'

When angry, we lose the discriminatory power between right and wrong and act in ways we might regret later. Anger can turn the best of men into beasts - nasty words, verbal or physical abuse, revengeful actions, you name it.  We might regret our words and actions later, but sometimes there is no room for recovery. 

Krishna therefore says, stay detached from your efforts.  Easier said than done, right?

Krishna shows us the way too. He tells us to think of everything we do, as an offering to him. When our services offered are to Krishna, there is no expectations from anyone because the recipient was Him. The efforts that we put in tending to our work, family, or friends are purely out of love for him not for any individual person. This completely eliminates the cycle that starts with being attached.  

                                                        

The Bhagavatam narrates an interesting story of King Bharata who got attached to a fawn.

King Bharata, the son of Rishabhdeva, was a pious man. His responsibilities as a King and family man had been fulfilled satisfactorily. He handed over his kingdom to his sons and retired to the forest. He hoped to spend the rest of his life meditating near the Gandaki river with a goal to attain liberation.

One day, as usual, he stood meditating in the river, when he was awakened by the roar of a lion. The lion was chasing a pregnant deer and the deer leaped across the river to save herself. As she jumped in fear, her foetus was delivered in the river, even as she drowned to her death.   

Seeing this heartrending scene Bharata took pity on the poor, orphaned fawn, rescued it and started looking after it like his own offspring. He gradually got very attached to the fawn, giving up on his meditation and worship. He would get agitated if the fawn went out of his sight, worried if a lion or tiger has caught it. Like a madman, he would look for it in the shadow of the moon. He would lose sleep if it did not eat well or was sick.  Even when death came calling, he could think of nothing but the fawn and how it would live without him.

Instead of attaining liberation, he was reborn as a deer in his next life,. All the penance he had undertaken in his life came to a naught. Being overly attached to the fawn, he forgot the very reason he had forsaken his kingdom and family, and retired to the forest.

We might wonder if it was wrong to care for an orphaned fawn? No, that was dharma. Getting ‘attached’ to it was the cause of his downfall. Had he tended to it for some time and let go of it as soon as it grew stronger, he would have gone back to his penance and attained his goal.

That is the trap of attachment that Krishna cautions us against.  

 

                                                              

The story teaches us to love all creatures alike yet we must consciously stay detached. 

What do you think? Share your thoughts in the comment section below.                                                 




Wednesday, March 25, 2026

A Blank Page




A blank page
and I begin writing, with a quill. 
My fingers and nails stained in cobalt blue. 
A blue that has bled deep into my fingertips. 
My fingers move, forming shapes and curves, dots and dashes...
forming words, spoken by the heart.
 
Once in a while the quill stops. 
To dip in and write again. 
And then, there is a blotch of blue. 
A blotch that spreads into several pores of the paper, 
washing over a word or two on separate lines. 
The blotch makes a couple of lines seem meaningless. 
Or perhaps, they didn't have much meaning earlier either. 
But all I had done, was followed the dictates of my heart. 
My fingers dance across the page,
A tango, full of drama,
And on and on I write.

In my mind I had written reams, 
while, in reality, I had barely filled a solitary sheet. 
I dip the quill again. 
This time the pot of ink spills over. 
On all the words I had written. 
The paper is soaked. 
Little by little, I see my words and the intervals of ivory turning into a brilliant cobalt blue. 
I watch, 
while the ink carries my words along, dripping on to the hard ground below. 
A short journey that was, 
from paper to the floor. 
My words now rest in peace. 
So many of them. Or maybe, not so many. 
Completely contained in a few drops of cobalt blue, as they were before. 
More so now. 
And like a scar the stain will remain, 
containing and reminding me of words that once were, 
neatly arranged, 
on a piece of paper. 

Monday, March 23, 2026

April A to Z Challenge -2026 (Theme Reveal)

AtoZChallenge theme reveal 2026 March 9 to 14



The Bhagavad Gita. 

Some call it a scripture, some call it the 'Song of God,' others call it a philosophical book, but to me it is a practical guide to living; not just an ordinary life, but a balanced and a purposeful life. 

The Bhagavad Gita is a part of the magnum opus, Mahabharata. God, Shri Krishna, the eighth incarnation of Shri Vishnu, revealed the teachings of the Gita to Arjuna, the Pandava warrior, in the midst of the battlefield of Kurukshetra. Consisting of 700 verses, it is the most profound words of wisdom one can hear and learn from. 

There are times when we wonder about the purpose of our life. Life's struggles can seem unending at times, and the rollercoaster of emotions that we go through each day might overwhelm us.  The Bhagavad Gita provides an answer to all our questions and more. The most fascinating part about the Gita is that the answers that are sought, dawn upon the seeker from within. Through my study of the Gita over the years, I've found answers to questions that have plagued my mind from time to time - ranging from the most mundane to the most complex. 

The theme of the April Challenge this year is 'Lessons from the Gita.' When Shri Krishna becomes the charioteer of our life, holding the reins, and we become Arjuna, the seeker, life becomes blissful, meaningful and peaceful. 

Join me as I pick up key verses from the Bhagavad Gita and gather what it teaches us about living life, everyday, throughout the month of April.   

Happy Blogging!

 

 



Thursday, March 19, 2026

Indianised!!

Would Shakespeare be turning and twisting in his grave
Upon learning that we've taken over the nuances of his trade?

Would he 'break his head' or 'crib' over his fate?
Perhaps, he would like to 'prepone' his date!

If we asked him his 'good name' would he, 
'Revert back to us' or say poor me?

I'm sure he does not know what 'ladies finger' is,
Not knowing 'loose motion' is certainly bliss!!

I'd tell him he took the 'long cut' home, 
And if he's too annoyed, 'Relax it's just timepass' bro!'

Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Past, Present, Future



Darkness envelops my past, 
And as much as I peep to see,
The fragments scattered, sans light,
Agonising over what could be,
Spiralling into an abyss,
On a self-deprecating spree,
I search and search again
For thoughts to set me free.


I look into the future, the light so blinding I'd flee, 
Thoughts churn again in my head,
Wondering what it holds for me.
Possibilities that span the earth and sky,
As massive as the mighty sea,
As far ahead as I try to look, 
There's not much that I can foresee.

I see my present, beckoning, 
Colourful and alive, all of me,
Specks of dirt, of doubts and grief,
Dot it to a tiny degree.
Yet this is the part that heals me most,
The time; that's a guarantee,
The best that I can do now,
Within my reach, my destiny.

The past; I cannot change, I know, 
The future; beyond my reach,
It's in my present that live I must,
To a happy life, the key!
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