I am waking in the dark valley. How could I see what is on my way?
I got to put one step at a time and to be watchful of the direction. As the valley is slippery I have been walking alone.
The valley is dark even in day’s time as the clouds hide the sunshine.
Fear is surmounting with every little step.
How can a direction is to be found in darkness. There is no pathway made.
My conscience is put on a test. I know I am no God.
I have little doubt over what a person has to do to make a successful journey in this dark valley. There are passerby who says just enjoy, eat some fruits on your way and fact is that you cannot restrain thyself from ripe and delicious fruits.
Everyone seems to be lost their way in this valley. Some have found the way to light and they are few. They have pointed the direction toward light, but people are no way listening as they never want to leave the fruits.
Fruits are survival. I eat different types of fruits and I walk ahead; I sit and ponder of the direction I am heeding toward. Then I meet passerby they talk of fruit of love. This fruit is juicy and irresistible. Every likes to eat it. It gives them certain identity and the illusion of being whole. But we need fruits everyday for survival.
Other fruit is called friendship. We People eat it to get the security. They feel secure that they will be protected from the downfall though downfall is inevitable.
I want to remind myself that my downfall is also as true as I see of others.
I want to take the shower of sun shine before the downfall. I want to lighten the dark valley. I want to enter into light, to be the light for the darkness to get dissolved. Then the downfall would be without the fear and so natural. Let me not fear of the downfall but I shall enter into the light.
ASTO MA SADGAMAY, TAMSO MA JYOTIRGAMAY, MRITYOR MA AMRITAMGAMAY.
