A weekend has gone by.. a very uneventful weekend.. of absolutely doing nothing. No exciting posts, nothing exciting to read.. then the thought occurred to me, why not just write. After years of reading blogs, this is my attempt at documenting some random thoughts that pass through my head, some stories of my life and discuss some issues.
A mother, a daughter, a wife, a sister etc. are the many roles that I play but these relationships do not define me. For a long time now, the story of Narada keeps coming to my mind. Narada in order to prove to Vishnu that he is the most devoted person, goes through a cycle of life. He falls in love with a village woman, married her, has children and is deeply involved in his life. Not once does he remember Vishnu. One day there is a storm and everything is destroyed, his wife and kids are dead and at that moment he remembers God. He realizes that it was all maya.
As days go by, I am more and more aware of this maya. I used to think that I was independent and was not too attached to anyone (except to amma). But as I am aging, I can see how attached I am to my child, to my husband, to my possessions, to my friends.. I am afraid that one day I'll realize that I am alone.
Earlier my biggest fear was not getting an A in my exam, and now my biggest fear is losing my loved ones.. gosh! how life changes!
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