When the winter’s morning sun falls on the open space where this little 'self' – of course the 'selfless self' – is sitting…what a moment, not moment but the time that is spent with the sun to get a bit of natural light and heat. And what more can be better – this ‘self’ is reclining on a chair with a book in hand, reading away and enjoying the writer’s words, and sipping away tea from the cup close at hand. Wish all this could be so simple, lazing away and…
This thought is suddenly disturbed when it comes to mind that the kitchen is waiting for this person to enter and then start off to cook for ‘self’ and people at home.
If there would have been no work and everything acquired at the thought of it, how different would have been life on this earth?
We read and enjoy the story of Aladdin and the Magic Lamp, and, even at times it strikes