Last few weeks were hectic. Most part of it, I was on leave, travelling a lot, visiting and staying in the hospital to be with sick relation, for days together. Within a span of two days, I saw two persons no more while undergoing treatment. Another affectionate old lady whom I met in the hospital earlier, also left this world. To drive final nail, a very close relation and part of my life from childhood, had his last breath who was very active just 20-30 minutes before.
During last two decades, I came across several heart twisting scenes and already made be to think about life and its purpose.
Nothing is in our control. We struggle so much for worldly pleasures, struggle to save the little amounts for facing unknown problems in the future, load the mind with all junk thoughts. But, we are nothing when that moment comes. We do not know where we will be after death. After death, even dead body is not taken inside our own home, people who came to see or our own relations take bath, as if some mud has fallen. The money, property, everything what we thought of as our assets are not ours. We leave this world, with lot of things behind. Those who get possession of these do not give a thought and importance.
In this universe, we are a dust speck and we crave for things. We will be philosophical during emotional breakdowns, only to return to normal self later.
I do not know how one can lead himself to inner peace, but believe that our experiences only will teach us a thing or two in that direction.