Time for some serious talk.
A man came to the Buddha with an offering of flowers in his
hands.
The Buddha looked up at him and said, “Drop it!”
He couldn’t believe he was being asked to drop the flowers.
However, he obeyed reluctantly and dropped the flowers in
his left hand.
Again, he said, “Drop it!”
He dropped all the flowers and stood empty handed.
Buddha again said, this time with a smile, “Drop it!”
Perplexed the man asked, “Drop What?”
“Not the flowers, son, but the one who brought them,” was
the Buddha’s reply.
In a brief life, man leaves no stone unturned, to leave a
mark behind; a legacy for posterity.
Every one is running. There is so much chaos, so much
commotion and unrest. We are too involved to remember that each one of us is
destined to fade into the endless vacuum.
Once we leave, we will be lost in the boundless ocean of
oblivion. Very few realize that this is ultimately the fate of all. Everything
is impermanent. So why make a futile attempt to leave a legacy and for whom?
Every object is fleeting and every relationship lasts till
one breathes.
No one belongs to you and you belong to none after death
it’s just our unrealistic notion and bloated sense of self
importance that compels us to do something by which the world should remember
us. Alas, no one remembers.
Delete yourself. Live your life happily, peacefully, with
contentment and humility because you are there because of almighty’s grace.
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