When we get the first step on the earth, we get attached to so many things and live beings. The connection of nature and our self is something that cannot be described and cannot be left so easily. Though we often loose the track of this inherent connection while living in rapid fast life, we realize it time and again through silence, music, loneliness, game and being in love.
We all love to get connected. Let me call it warmth, warmth received from the earth. It is so important to remember that our legs are remained connected to earth and that supreme power always remains on top of our head continuously blessing us. The day we leave this connection, we will be trapped by disappointment and grudges. Jealousy will catch us; jealousy with someone else's better connection to the earth and with the one who run this earth.
We feel often that the god is too kind too others, people are damn lucky, things are taken care for them easily; we have unsolved questions like why we are not in the same list or why things do spoil in our case only?
The point to think here is we have not respected the connection to the earth. We welcome happiness from this earth with open arms and when the same happiness takes a round and goes in the womb of others, we feel left, untouched and victim. God is that joker who goes on rotating the balls; balls with different colors, blue, red, yellow, dark and plenty of others. Unfortunately it covers black balls as well. When black balls come in our wing, we feel that feeling of left.
We need to understand the cycle of life. We need to say it loud to god, "I will wait for my ball to cheer for, I will respect the black balls that you will offer, I enjoy even black color because I see you more clear when I close my eyes; I remember you the most when its dark so the connection with you is more stronger when its black. I will pass the time which is tough for me, silently and feeling your warmth. You have given me brain I will understand your supremacy and when you have given me heart I will feel your warmth. I may not utter thank you but I will preach."
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