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The Purpose


The sun was just about to set. I reached just then. I got down from the car and walked to the river. I kneeled down and put my hand in the water. The water in the river had a little warmth because it was a sunny day. I sat down there, waving my hand for some time. It was so good, I hoped the time stopped then and there. Then I thought, my hand was feeling the experience of water. Irrespective of which part of the river I put my hand in, the experience will remain mostly stay the same.

If I enter the river and swim, then my experience would become more vivid and significant. If I submerge myself completely underwater then the experience of water around me becomes everything. Hypothetically, just imagine because of my sheer desire to stay there I obtain the ability to breathe and live underwater. I would probably choose to explore further rather than swim back to the surface. I will start imitating any creature I would find living in that water. Slowly I will learn a movement of my own. It may be possible, That I would forget what I`m before this.

But If I question myself why did I submerge myself in the first place?. Because I want to experience something different than what I`m experiencing currently. 

Well, If the all-pervading, sentient, omnipotent para-brahman wants to do the same thing, It can take a dive into a dream of confined, limited experience. Experiencing a form, a name, which it doesn't have.
I understand then the purpose is simple enough... Experience. Experiencing the world, which is nothing but a deep dream (Ghada Sushupthi). But the beautiful thing here is everyone and everything in the dream is the para-brahman. As Sri Bhagawan Ramana Maharshi says "There are no others".
Either you know it or do not know it yet. There is no need for belief or faith.

It was becoming dark. I was walking back to the car. I thought, just by contemplating nature deeply, one can arrive at the purpose effortlessly. But still, the choice is in one`s hands. To completely immerse in this experience or swim back to the surface. 

Her grace, Her blessings are what enable me to do anything. My eternal mother, Gayatri, I wish her to give me enough knowledge and wisdom to contemplate more on the self. 


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