Sukha Patta

My Journey neither started with birth, Nor ends with Death. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death My presence is just like the above couplet, Passed at the moment, you’ve read it. It’s just like a wind, You Miss, If try to hold in your fist. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death This world is my Door, From which I Enter & Exit. But my existence persists, Before Entry and after the Exit. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death Path is my Destination, Nowhere else to reach. I flow as wind, Drifting to dry leaf. I’m Traveler, I’m going ahead Neither I’m Birth, Nor Death I’m an observer of, Conscious, Unconscious, World, & the  Salvation,  Shearing dualities to unity, With the sword of Meditation. & sinking in abyssal depths of the ocean...

The person who could not live life in its full extreme will surely want it afterlife or in the next life. If a flower bloomed profoundly and scattered its beauty all around, now it doesn't have the desire to demand life anymore. It lived abundantly and accomplished for what it was sent. We demand life more only when we could not make what we desired, so to fulfill those desires we ask life more or we demand those desires in Heaven. We encumbered ourselves in desires and when we can not make them true, we fill with Anxiety, Guilt, and Anger. We breed those inside and harm us. We need very little to make life happy but our desire goes on and on. It doesn't stop and rest even. Desire has no limit. Before accomplishing of one desire, another arises. So we have to understand from desiring that Why more and more we fill, it becomes empty. Once a person went to a faqir and asked about Desire. Faqir said him to pull water from well and fill bucket without having bas...