The real suffering

 Most of our perceived shortages are in fact our inability to accomplish the intended wastage. It's not about the real shortages of basic needs. Those who really lack the basic needs are not haunted by the mental specter of shortages because they are fully into the game of survival, hardly having any time to get mental suffering about the shortages. The one who really suffer, mentally, the shortages are the ones who feel helpless and feel relatively poor because they can't splurge money like better off people.

Winners and losers

 Well, someone has to lose. What would we have if there are no losers? There will be all winners everywhere like potato mountains in the market to sell at dirt cheap price. Who will price them as gold? Gold retains its value because there is simple, poor earth to give the yellow metal its aura and image. To have winners, we have to have losers. Aren't winners overpriced and losers too much underpriced. I see them equally important. For what does a triumphant smile of victory mean without the salty beads of sweat? What does a glistening grain mean without the dirt, dust, soil, stalk and chaff that is thrown away? No man, you can applaud the winners. I just sit by the losers and see them rising again to be winners themselves or be the half-part of someone's win. Hail losers! Let there be International losers day.

PS: And who are winners and losers by the way? A winner is simply a less loser; a loser is just less winner. Two simple points on the same line. Look carefully, all dualities will be found the same phenomenon varying just in degrees. Look at life and death. They too aren't antipodal as we assume. They are merely two separate points on the same lines. With our limited sense perception we see only one point at a time and interpret them as opposite of each other.

A refreshing dose of love

 A beautiful woman's beauty is nurtured and blossoms by the relentless stretch of appreciating words by her lover like a rose blossoms by the dewy intoxication during misty nights. But how long the poor lover can continue to shower the words of unquestioning praise?!! After caressing the rose, the lover also feels the pricks of reality around the beautiful flower. It is called the lover's awakening from the blindfolding slumber. So the words of all pervading praise dry up. The beauty sulks and her narcissism also feels deprived of its customary diet of acclaim. It is now better to go for a new lover. Because during the initial phase of courtship the new lover will again feed her narcissism to help it blossom at its peak again!

Truth

 There is no absolute truth. All we have is just a pliantly swaying sea of fractional truths. We draw out our share of truths from this sea that will be suitable and complement our sense of identity with the self, i.e., ego, our perception of the world, our vision of the world and the people around.

Judgments

 To arrive at a conclusion we use the tool of judgement. We simply pick out fault in others, the grey shady areas, and give a summary condemnation of someone. Ironically, that person is more than what we have chosen as witnesses against him in the fault basket. He has bright areas beyond the dark spots chosen by us. No wonder, our judgements are fractional, blind and nothing more than convenient tools to salvage our pride, vanity and ego.