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