Lesson 10: My thoughts do not mean anything.

All around me was a buzz of activity. Books opened, books closed, pages flipped about frantically, nervous giggles, faces scrunched in concentration, lips pressed into a thin line. I looked around. Almost everyone seemed to be drowning in a sludge of anxiety, so thick it was impossible to come up for air and find relief. …

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Lesson 9: I see nothing as it is now.

The wind was moody today as I walked back to the fields. It quarreled loudly with the things in its path noisily. After tightening the turban on my head, I wrapped the shawl closer. Then the mind began to whisper lies. “The crops will spoil this year as well. The rains haven’t come for two …

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Lesson 8: My mind is preoccupied with past thoughts

The clock ticked as I tossed around the bed. I shouldn’t have stayed up late drafting that article. Why did I send that? Did I really need the money? Or was I craving some attention? It had been years since I had sent a query. What would the editor think about it? Should I have …

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Lesson 7: I see only the past

Ouch! Holding on to the stubbed toe, I hopped to the sofa and collapsed on it. Vigorously rubbing the throbbing toe, I tried to wean some pain out of it. The dammed table. It was always in the way. It was too big for the room. I growled at it. I hated it. From the …

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I am never upset for the reason I think

Lesson 5: I am never upset for the reason I think Lesson 6: I am upset because I see something that is not there Walking up to the cupboard, I clutched the money tightly. As I kept it inside the safe, I couldn't help but wonder if the money I had just withdrawn would be …

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Lesson 4: These thoughts do not mean anything.

It was with unnecessary force that I pushed the pump of the kerosene stove. It was already past tea-time and my tongue craved its sweet acidity.  For a few days now, I had been expecting the gas cylinder to finish. It finally gave up its last fumes now. Just before the tea began to boil; …

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Why does the game exist?

Baba, if all this is a dream, an illusion, then why create something? Why choose? Why gift a human the potential of choice, of creation? Sai Baba- Because that is how the manifested world works. Since, there is a belief that you exist, there has to be a choice. The whole ‘game’ here is to …

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Lesson 3: I do not understand anything I see

“Three, two, one, lift,” Mr. Nair instructed. Our hands wrapped around Dad’s hips, his hand across each of our shoulders, we hoisted him up to a standing position, before carefully helping him into the bed. I watched Mr. Nair carefully adjust a pillow for Dad and check if he was all right. I turned to …

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Of Routine, Grace and Clarity

Baba, tell me about the importance of routine? Why is it necessary to have one? You had an unfailing one. How does it help on the path? Does routine not create rigidity? Sai Baba:- Routine is not about rigidity. In a thing such as a world, where everything is movement, how can routine be rigidity? …

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Lesson 2: I have given everything I see all the meaning it has for me

The lights shimmered and glistened. The huge stage ahead felt so intimidating. Holding on to the armrest, I leaned ahead on my seat, waiting for my name to be called. My heart pounded in my ears. Would I be able to hear my name? Would I be able to get up and walk to the …

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