In
my past birth, I was a simple Taoist follower in a quaint mountain village in
China. Then the atheistic Chinese Communism breached the fort of our peace and
silence. I fell victim to their blatant, rampaging force creeping up the hills to
forge a new China. A ‘making’ that first involved million times ‘breaking’, the
so called revolution. And revolution drinks a lot of blood like an ever-hungry glutton.
At the time of leaving that body, two extremes sealed my fate, the driving
differentials that create karmic force to propel the soul to adopt another
body: my love and liking for Taoism on the one end; and my dislike (almost to
the extent of repugnance and hate) for the atheistic Chinese Communism. The
past can’t be shaken off too easily. We carry our karmic imprints, the scars on
our souls that need a few lifetimes to heal. I carry mine in the form of my
surrender to Taoism and my frustration at the ways and manners of the Chinese
communists. I know this chasm stalls my own evolution, and forgetting and
forgiving will surely facilitate my spiritual evolution. But maybe, just
knowing it isn’t sufficient to do the same. This lifetime of hate, and my
consequent stagnation in my spiritual evolution, will help me balance out the
negatives of karma. Forgiving will surely settle the score this very moment. I
know it. But is forgiving that easy? Especially when you are carrying the scars
from your past birth!
The posts on this blog deal with common people who try to stand proud in front of their own conscience. The rest of the life's tale naturally follows from this point. It's intended to be a joy-maker, helping the reader to see the beauty underlying everyone and everything. Copyright © Sandeep Dahiya. All Rights Reserved for all posts on this blog. No part of this blog may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without permission in writing from the author of this blog.
About Me
- Sufi
- Hi, this is somebody who has taken the quieter by-lane to be happy. The hustle and bustle of the big, booming main street was too intimidating. Passing through the quieter by-lane I intend to reach a solitary path, laid out just for me, to reach my destiny, to be happy primarily, and enjoy the fruits of being happy. (www.sandeepdahiya.com)
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