The recent flood that hit my country, left me quite numb thinking about all the victims' pain and suffering. Here we are, trying to make living quite palatable, and all of a sudden torrents of rain comes to wash off everything we own.
Houses were damaged, cars submerged in water almost irreparable, household goods becomes junk as everything owned was gone and had to be replaced.
No matter how hard we try to make our living here comfortable, it is actually quite impossible as the design system of this material world is full of the three fold miseries, namely miseries arising from one's mind, miseries arising from another living entity and miseries given to us by the demigods.
Although many were affected by the flood, there were also fortunate ones who didn't experience anything of that sort at all. Due to their good fortunes they still have everything they owned intact.
As I was contemplating these while filling my cup with water from a Cuckoo water filter (bought by my brother), it suddenly hit me. Yes, no matter how comfortable we are in the material sense, we are indeed prisoners in this huge jail house. Of course, one must be grateful for whatever one has. But the fact remains, we are prisoners. Some prisoners have it slightly better than others. Even a King in this world is actually a prisoner, who cannot escape old age, disease and death and the torments of his mind or torments from others and natural calamities.
The only way to escape is to keep holding on to the lotus feet of a bona fide guru who will take us across the ocean of nescience. A bona fide guru who initiated us into the mahamantra, will definitely carry us across this prison house. Therefore, we have to completely surrender and depend on Sri Guru.
May this insignificant soul realize these truths.
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