Who am I

Leaves and Myself

But I was watching many such leaves as still lay on the world but their pale, orange-colours were displaying the glory of their renunciation or detachment. In their ochre-colour, these leaves were making friends with my inner spirit of asceticism. It seems today, that not only I but even the leaves are in the state of detachment.

I feel that the world is a mere path, nature is our means of knowledge, universe is our temple, and God is our destination. Human besides travelers are nothing else. The mind is a priest, the intellect is our Guru, and our tendency is a provider that makes us artists and places us upon the stage of the world.

Knowledge and meditation, however, are not possible for one who is worldly, sensual, deluded proud, egoistic and selfish. It is the clean mirror that reflects the shining sun and not the wall built of mud and stone. Love for the Infinite means detachment from all particulars and renunciation of objective indulgence.

Silence is desires-thoughts-battle and ‘me and mine’-‘you and yours’. This silence gives birth to awareness, with comes the changes in human being. This total awareness gazes at the creation. This silence becomes the death of Ego. In this dimension the being becomes totally art.

Who am I?

This is that key which opens up the gate of creation. I, Shaheer born in Sikhism, goes to the temple but dreams about Krishna, searches for religion but finds nature, searches for guru but finds science, searches for Monk, fakir, sufi, but finds a Silence.