What is it?
Is it achievement, health, youth…
No !! … !!!
It is the mindset. It is not things you need, nothing is held for long, it is j u s t the ‘mind’
The control over mind which lets you breathe freely even in an underground prison, it is the frickle mind which makes you desperate even in glass walls of luxury. One has capacity for both, but for one at one point of time…practise makes you retain control for longer, and longer)
and when we talking about breathing freely in an underground prison ain’t we talking about ‘survival skill’ the correct way to breathe? Could be …but in reality we talking about a free mind … a calm mind in a dying body, a calm mind in a young body bursting with energy, a calm mind prevading the senuousness which shrouds it in garb of beauty and a calm mind which stands by as a dear fella vomits when one goes to drop her at the station, a calm mind as it swings over the rods, body in air in controled motion...calm is all tha is left, events pass...and as she sat on the lawns and looked at the treetops covering parts of the orange evening sky...it was all suddenly set on fire ....prakampan hi prakmpan, prajwalit
(Will try to capture the evening sky (on camera) again from our hostel lawns, and post it here if I get it right, its beautiful)
No !! … !!!
It is the mindset. It is not things you need, nothing is held for long, it is j u s t the ‘mind’
The control over mind which lets you breathe freely even in an underground prison, it is the frickle mind which makes you desperate even in glass walls of luxury. One has capacity for both, but for one at one point of time…practise makes you retain control for longer, and longer)
and when we talking about breathing freely in an underground prison ain’t we talking about ‘survival skill’ the correct way to breathe? Could be …but in reality we talking about a free mind … a calm mind in a dying body, a calm mind in a young body bursting with energy, a calm mind prevading the senuousness which shrouds it in garb of beauty and a calm mind which stands by as a dear fella vomits when one goes to drop her at the station, a calm mind as it swings over the rods, body in air in controled motion...calm is all tha is left, events pass...and as she sat on the lawns and looked at the treetops covering parts of the orange evening sky...it was all suddenly set on fire ....prakampan hi prakmpan, prajwalit
(Will try to capture the evening sky (on camera) again from our hostel lawns, and post it here if I get it right, its beautiful)
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