The Post That Had No Title

Sometimes it’s difficult to structure thoughts and ideas, let alone come up with a title that is relevant. I’m considering it an exercise in thinking differently 🙂 

I usually enjoy reading non fiction, that’s how I have been conditioned. My favorite genres are spirituality, business and philosophy. I don’t know how but a few weeks ago a random thought of a story about Kabuliwallah came to me more than once. I remembered reading it in school but couldn’t recall the whole story. Few days later I was looking to read something different, this time fiction as an opportunity to try something new. I think because I was reading Rabindranath Tagore’s Gitanjali recently, I thought of searching for his books on Amazon. My eyes caught the “Short Stories” book and I immediately purchased that for my Kindle. I enthusiastically started to turn the pages and guess what I saw for Chapter 1. Kabuliwallah! 

For a few months now I have been occasionally watching the videos of Goldie Duggal on youtube, my favorites being of villages and people in Uttarakhand and the himalayan region. In one of the videos, he is spending time with shepherds and walking with them through the meadows and forest as the shepherds take their cattle with them. In a candid conversation with one of the shepherds, it just struck me that they are always quite happy and content with their life. This was kind of an epiphany moment for me because I realized they are quite happy and content, they are not having any FOMO(fear of missing out) of the city life, material wealth or anything else. Often it seems that oh their lives would be so much better if they could have some more comfort, money and things, they could definitely use some help but that’s not always true – at least that’s what it seems to me.  

Here is the video if you are interested

The joys of mindful reflection are vast and the treasures unending. As Rumi said, “When will you begin that long journey into yourself?”