“Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of the extraordinary amount of suffering that there is in the world.”
This morning when I got up a word stuck into my mind…’suffering’! When I looked outside my bedroom window, I saw its dark and cloudy and its raining!
My well known friends here must be very well aware that how much I love rain :D
And imagine the suffering of not getting into it and enjoy the showering of natures love :D
Besides all this even after taking flu-shots I have been stuck with cold so that adds another restriction for not being in the rain ….:D!
All this made me think, is it really suffering? As something that is suffering for one person could be pleasure to others!
"To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life."~ Oscar Wilde
I tried to justify myself, such as a drug addict, he will inject himself and when we see its so painful but ask that person and he will describe the pleasure of it! There can be ample of examples…a would be mother she suffers everything for the baby who is in her womb…if she is sick she will bear the pain but not eat the medicine as that might be harmful for the baby! But is it really suffering?
I think the mother would be enjoying that moment also by thinking about her baby’s health! So in short it gives the strength to bear all that and still face it with a smiling face!
When we do have fear in our mind at the same time we do have the strength within ourselves which we seldom forget !
Today, I learnt that there is nothing as such pain or suffering…its all mere what we project them as to…and if we all look at the positive aspect of it…there is strength which will describe us the pleasure of it rather the pain and suffering :D
I keep looking outside the window and its still dark and cloudy with rains, reminds me of my school days when all the tube lights used be on and we all kids playing and thinking about how we will go home after school and the teacher trying to grab everyone’s attention to teach the lesson!
I remember the wild imagination ran into my mind such that I wrote an essay and I got first prize for the inter-school competition!
My thoughts kept on lingering with my childhood rainy days! Look, I cant even go out and play but just have the pleasure by thinking of my those days when I used to enjoy the rain and never get sick :D