Where the mind is But not Heart...!

 

Having a sore throat and body pain, I am currently at my humble abode on my second day leave from office, sipping cups of ginger tea and taking much needed rest. Why am I having a Farhan Akhtar like throat? All thanks to this weird weather of Mumbai. Since last two days while the morning starts with a welcoming bright sun and ever-present humidity, around 5pm in the evening the clouds show no mercy in showering upon us gallons of rain and frightening sound of thunder. And our modern-day body is just not equipped well to cope up to this sudden imbalance in weather.

Apart from this temporary health condition, my state of mind is just not happy enough to go office every morning. Well, you see this is the other of a shiny coin or a shade of the rainbow we make of our own. Before starting this article, I went through the last article I wrote on this blog. My last article Dated: 19.05.2021 was more like a motivational speech telling what success is and I concluded that article by fan-boying over Captain Jack Sparrow. Now that I reflect upon that article, I find myself in a state of dilemma wherein even a plate full of wants and needs looks disgusting and almost appetite killer.

But is this mental condition temporary? No this is not. A typical human’s emotions fluctuate a lot, A LOT! Rare are those who can just keep going while accepting present is present. Others like me, just wander around blaming and complaining, not realizing how valuable and wanted it is what we have in hand right now.

Now the question is, Does anyone pushes us to be a part of the rat-race or we are willing to sacrifice peace and ease for more & more?

 

Nothing more to add here. Shall be back next time when my heart will be full of emotions and spoken words will fall deaf on human ears.

 

To mention a book where our beloved Rumi is a protagonist,
how could I not post one of his quotes. Do we have a Rumi alive in this age?

PS- I have started reading The Forty Rules of Love by Elif Shafak since last 15 days now. Is it still true that books offer an escape from routine life?