UNENDING JOY – THE HALLMARK OF HEAVEN

The silver lining beneath every dark cloud conveys a glimmer of hope to succor anxious hearts. Silver linings become prominent only when the clouds are the darkest.

The pains and gains, sorrows and joys of life are relative and subjective. When the Covid pandemic struck the world towards the fag end of 2019 resulting in lockdowns and shutdowns making normal life difficult, nature had a gala time. There were images and videos being widely shared over social media of birds and animals moving around fearlessly in areas of otherwise busy human habitations, skies being clearer than in the decades earlier, seas healing up and natural colours appearing vibrant than ever before. Nature lovers savoured each glory that nature displayed – all while there was pain, suffering, deaths and tears going on in the background.

There is a cost for joy! Joy is never offered free on a platter. Consciously striving for joy never fetches it. You and I pass through numerous hardships and sufferings in the course of this lifetime, only to recognize ‘joy as joy’ when we come face to face with it (provided our senses haven’t been numbed by the intensity of hardships enroute meeting ‘joy’).

The story is told of a rich girl who married an aspiring young lad hailing from a poor family. The girl encouraged her husband to pursue his dreams and invested in all his pursuits. While he strived to fulfill his ambitions in a far away land, she waited patiently for him. Years passed by before fortune struck gold and days of prosperity flowed in. The man returned home to his wife with the jubilation of success, only to see his wife living a life of misery, sickness and loniless. She had sacrificed her all to see her husband joyous!!

No pain, no gain. No thorn, no throne.

However, it is not always so!

Not all pains end up in joyous gains. Not all thorns yield golden thrones. A woman having borne her child for nine months has short-lived joy of child birth when the same child raises his hand against her. So, I say that the concept of sorrow leading to joy is highly subjective and relative.

Having said that, I would also say that when joy does come after misery, no matter for how short a time span it may be, it is phenomenal.

We all yearn for joy in life. We wish and pray for misery to be shooed away from our lives and others. But if truth be said, as long as we are in the flesh, the pains of the life will cling on to us. We cannot taste ‘joy’ for what it is while we are in this world. The little trinkets of happiness are just silver linings which create within us cravings for joy.

Being a believer in the existence of heaven and hell after earthly life ceases, I look forward to the place ‘what no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined,what God has prepared for those who love him’ – a place of absolute joy sans poverty, worries, anxieties, sicknesses and sorrows.

Our earthly cups of miseries would yield vials of joy in eternity if we strive to live our lives in acknowledgement of the Creator’s designs.

Home & Body – Cleaner The Better

My entire childhood and teenage (till 18) was spent in a small single room with just partition walls to separate kitchen and bathroom (if presence of a gas stove and a commode makes them respectively what they are called). And the space available in the middle of the house was a convertible one. When plates were arranged it was our dining room and when mats were laid it was our bedroom. If guests arrived third chair would find it difficult to fit in forget about having a couch. And when it rained we had a personal pool right in middle of the house. With regular power cuts we spent innumerable nights under the star lit sky and water supply as good as probability of finding an oasis amidst a dessert.

Memories!!!! Those days were tough. Financial and physical hardships have toughened our mettle indeed. Our navigation through those tough waters was guided by a compass with two blades –

  • You have a roof at least over your head and a full stomach when you go to sleep.
  • Work hard for your betterment, stop complaining.

14 years later, in 2017 I moved into MY (OUR) own house. What a joy it was! The peace of having and living in an abode where you are sure no one will surprise ( read shock) you with an evacuation notice out of nowhere is surreal (conditions apply – regular EMI thy name ). Every hardship, every austerity measure in the past finally paid off.

But since we moved into an old property considering our budget constraints then our house needed lot of renovation. We recently got the heating system changed in the pursuit of having hassle free winters and also to add to the resale value of the house if at all in future we decide to do so.

Allegory came to mind: We all know what renovation means – lot of dust and dump to clean up. While I was at it, one thing stuck my mind – isn’t our body same like our home? While a structure made of bricks and mortar gives us shelter, another structure made up of flesh, bones, water and blood shelters our heart and soul. We take a lot of pain and make lot of efforts to keep our premises clean lest it won’t be presentable and hygienic too. Then why we behave negligently towards our body that is nothing less than a temple created by the greatest architect – The God.

Yes I can hear those voices “what are you talking about? We take utmost care of our hygiene and with Covid around we are not taking any chances whatsoever”. I would say ” you are doing great. But what about those who are maligning this temple with various addictions like smoking, drinking, drugs? What about those who are knowingly or unknowingly giving shelter to dacoits named ego, greed, jealously, lust, anger, pessimism in the compartment called heart that are corroding and robbing them of their sanity & peace and consequently Joy. These termites are blindfolding us and deviating from the path which everyone of us is destined to trend. The path they make us walk are ecstatic to begin with filled with fun and frolic but as the end approaches we

  • Clueless,
  • Corrupted morally and ethically,
  • Consumed by poison once we were consuming,
  • Crippled by illness, close to a painful death.

Get your Insurance done: Just like a house has insurance against any possible loss and damage due to theft, fire, water etc. Insurance for our joyful lives is HIS WORD, EMI being EP – everyday prayer. If you sign for a premium plan of “Please Enlighten Me” you shall surely be delivered from temporary hardships of falling prey to the vices and get a bonanza of eternal joy!

Points to be noted :

  • Respect your abode, be it house or body.
  • Keep them clean for health – physical, mental & spiritual.
  • Rent/EMI/Prayer – being regular is the key.

Just like a structure that we live in needs regular cleaning so does what lives in us needs a regular check.

From rented house to own- I had my fair share of experiences, hardships, memories and delightful moments. Now I have embarked on a journey to cleanse my temple – renovating my approach, dumping out the negativity. It’s hard and I am prone to falter but assurance of Joy of Enlightenment is my driving force.

More Pain, More Happiness you are Rewarded with

It is said that ” the height of emotional pain we endure, measures the amount of happiness we gain”.
What do you say?

Happiness is not just a stand-alone emotion, it is a comparative emotion.

If you notice, some people are overjoyed with even little things in life, because they have suffered the most inwardly and everything else they receive in life seems to give them the strong gush of happiness.
It is told that, if we do not experience darkness, we do not value the light we receive. It is hard to measure in terms of how much joy it gives, but if you feel your heart is uncontrollably happy and thumping, then you have the joy of your life.

Being a mother, i felt this joy, when I look into my daughter’s eyes, the immeasurable joy i find being with them, cannot be even expressed in words.
Some days, i get too tired and exhausted that i feel like the world is hanging upon me, especially when I was going through the postpartum depression state, it is hard but i guess most moms can relate to it. In such a state, the pain induced into our mind, due to insecurity, the helplessness, the chaos in life, the acceptance of becoming a mom, the madness of mad hours and much more is like a crazy drive, but again, in the end, when i hit the bed, be it like 12 in the night, or maybe like early morning 2, i just fall into the bed, and then comes, the soft little fingers looking for me, the moment it touches my skin… it is like magic.
I feel like being lighter and floating in some cloud. As if i am transported into another world and every burden seems to fly away from me. It is like a cradle holding me up in the world, protecting me from the thorns of expectations, troubles and much more. And all i need that tiny hands to hover upon me and put me to sleep.

This joy is immeasurable !!!
The joy of motherhood.
All pain disappears and all I need is my angels near me.

As i said, you cannot enjoy the joy every moment gives you, without enduring the pain.
People build walls around them to protect themselves from the emotional pain, but they forget, the higher they build the wall, the lesser happy they are gonna be. When we build walls, we disconnect from the world, which is also bound to give you happiness too.

Pain does serve several purposes in life.
It signals us to pure joy and happiness that is like a rainbow after the rain. But the more we run away from everything in life, we are gonna miss what is in store for us.
You can’t reach a destiny when all you want to do is stay indoors.

The intensity of the struggle determines the happiness you will receive.