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Yes

By Santosh Jha

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Copyright 2020 Santosh Jha

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** ~~ ^^ Nobody is alone; none lonely. But then, body does not have true partners; only Consciousness has. Tangibles are ephemeral; mortal. Only intangibles are incessant and immortal. Elements of consciousness are innately aligned to similar constituents of all external realities. We are related; we have consciousness-collaborators; we have mates…! Primarily; everything pre-exists in some space-time situation. Togetherness is wired in deep abyss of unconscious. We just need the simplicity of Cognition to discover them. Decipher your own building blocks; your own constituents of connect. Generic consciousnesses shall join in and shape up the nomenclatures of mutuality… ^^ ~~ **

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A ‘No’ is not your failure. It is just a sign of your unpreparedness for success of ‘Yes’. It needs holism of Intent, innocence of Content and compassion of Expression to arrive at Readiness. A ‘Yes’ within; inside seven layers of Consciousness; shall always innately strike symbiosis with a ‘Yes’ outside. Success is definitively an artistry of internalization. Externally, it only has its reflections in entities…! Say ‘Yes’ to yourself and then; be in compassionate reception of progression of ‘Yes’…

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PREFACE

This is not a book. It is not a story. The pages have dark something but they are not sentences. There is something here, in this space; just as a Probability. It is here. The book shall happen; the story shall get life; the lines and sentences shall emerge inside you; within your Consciousness. ‘You’ and ‘I’ are just the media of something, which has already happened somewhere and long time back. What this space humbly endeavors to present as a probability, should ideally have happened in your consciousness. Then only the lines and sentences come alive. You essentially are the true and actual writer of this story and book. Reality has happened billions of years back. You and I have happened as a media to decipher what is already there. Consciousnesses can decipher all realities. What you decipher; is what Reality stands to unravel itself as. This space and some dark something awaits you to decipher a Reality. It is you and your story. It is the way you decipher it. Do tell me the story you decipher. I trust you. You are potentiated to be the most magnanimous and compassionate author. Happy writing…

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… She/He Is There, Perfectly Positioned,

… She/He Evolves With Me, As Imagined,

In Flesh And Bones, She/He May Be Somewhere,

We Are A Couple, Since We Were Nowhere,

Union Has Happened; Conjugation Awaited…

Bliss Prospers; Her/His Fragrance Anticipated…

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At The Very Outset…

If only I knew magic; I would have ensured that the words I am lending, for conveyance of intent here, could arrive at you with all humility, simplicity, innocence and honesty. But, I trust you…! Mediocrity of mind consciousness can never unravel Reality beyond indulgences, possessions and perpetuity of pleasure. Mediocrity is in deep romance with denial and deception of ‘self’ itself. Mediocrity is the creed of humanity and it only harvests the prolific crops of stupidity and hypocrisy.

The year 2020 has massively exposed this malaise of mediocrity as millions of human lives stand hostages to systemic stupidities and hypocrisies of the leaderships, intellectuals and average people alike. Mediocrity of untrained and un-evolved human minds has been the worst assassins of sanity and lives; with its calamitous weaponry of denial and deception. It shall also be the singular causality for human extinction.

Populist and culturally benchmarked perceptions of love, romance and eroticism are hypocritical expressions of the mediocrity of consciousness; innately orienting average, untrained and un-evolved minds towards the indulgences, possessions and perpetuity of pleasures. By its very design, therefore, love, romance and eroticism are infested with debauchery of denial and deception. It has infinite shades and still, it cannot satiate the lustful lure of the untrained and un-evolved. That is why all art, all media, all creativity are dominated by the hypocrisy and debauchery of love, romance and eroticism.

The intent and content of this eBook are definitely outside the purview of this mediocrity. Sanity, goodness, righteousness and true worth are always like tiny islands in the vastness of oceans of mediocrity. Human consciousness is hapless and helpless slave of its milieu and milieus; where humans prosper, are bound to be mediocre. That is why; as a rule; if the milieu is good and right, human consciousness can see and imbibe sanity and poise.

This eBook sure is about man and woman but it has nothing to do with love, romance and eroticism. It is about milieus, consciousness and sanity choices. In the contemporary and ongoing chaos and calamity of mediocrity; this eBook just happened. It was neither intended nor invited. As I humbly said, it is not even a story… It is a probability, well within everyone. It just waits to happen inside you.

It is about YOU, not they, as this new world, emerging after the current calamity, requires a new thinking and novel choices from every individual. The potential is well within you to see, how in every reference of every word here, YOU emerge and you put your best consciousness and cognition forward to internalize this all as your own life-living expression. This eBook has to happen within you; not in blank white pages…

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Acknowledgement

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Only humans have the proven stupidity and sustained rigidity to shamelessly turn the Means into the Ends in itself. All drives and innate instincts, which the evolution installed as means for some thoughtfully worthy Ends; are now avowed, lofty and ultimate attainments of humanity. Money, sex, hunger, power, identity, et al are now finality of all fruitions. Centuries of inverse intelligence and golden hypocrisies are now entrenched and acknowledged benchmarks of cultures and successes. Only a handful resists and refuses to live out this Slavery of Wired Mediocrity. Only they have this potential for probability of the Reality… This humble enterprise of intent through words is dedicated to these few women and men of true worthiness… This enterprise happens; its fruition happens, as you happen… Welcome…!

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Thanks For Your Magnanimity, The Probability Begins Now...

 

 

It is 3 am, pre-dawn and mild zephyr has just begun to make its presence felt on her already disheveled tresses. Minutes before, she has moved from her living room to the terrace, hoping, the gush of fresh air may help her, some bit, to arrive at something; she has been ambivalent about since late evening.

Nature’s own design and mechanisms are not aimed at the convenience of humans. They have their own processes, energized by causalities, which macrocosmic eventuality present for finality. Metaphorically though; as humans are accustomed to relate with nature in this way; it is accepted that 3-4 am before dawn is the time when all elements in nature stand in obeisance and anticipation for the majesty of Sun to arrive and herald the business time for every speck of the milieus. Naturally, people think, this is the auspicious time when best of and most fruitful epiphanies happen. She is also expecting some epiphany to hit her and save her from her continuing predicament.

All magic is within; inside the plexus of consciousness. The nature can only catalyze a happening but the seed has to be there. She may not benefit from the nature’s mechanics as well as from her body’s own suitability of 4 am miracle. She is actually not struggling with the idea that she wishes to decipher and de-clutter. In most likelihood, her consciousness does not seem to be in linearity and symmetry with the cognitive prosperity to deal with the issue at hand. The nature, however, is at its best; most supportive to her comfort; she cannot complain. Everyone should be at its most supportive self; when a woman is in perceptible trouble. But it does not happen. People love nature but seldom learn from its innate objectivity and munificence.

 

The body itself is the biggest barrier. The mind is almost always in deep lustful infatuation and therefore in cohabiting connivance with body basics. The 4 am pre-dawn stage of diurnal cycle probably is the time-space optimality, where the body-brain love-making hits the orgasmic big bang. The energy of precarious probabilities is hugely heuristically randomized; as in most unions of elements. This eruption and cascading of rhapsodic experience is ideal for fruition of finality of abstractions and imaginative creativity. Unfortunately, what she is facing, is a cognitive algorithm, which has elements rooted in reality; not abstractions. Her predicament may not be galvanized to solution. Rather, it may just become more complex. But then, who knows; this may be right for her; even though she is enterprising for just the opposite of it.

This is probably, what he wanted and had planned for. He had left her with these elements late evening and since then, she is grappling with them. Often, there is a reverse of the situation between a man and a woman. Usually, the woman tosses up something and men, as they are and as is their cognitive positioning, spend sleepless nights deciphering what she meant and what not. Mysticism is a definitive territory of women. Men always find themselves in the receiving end of the marvel of mystery.

The reverse however has happened here. He has left her with words, she has spent the whole night deciphering and still grappling with it. The graying skyline and orange horizon in the east is already unsettling her. She gives up and heads to her bedroom. May be, the light of the day could resolve the predicament. Nothing untoward; if it lingers; ideally, it should. Questions are crucial only till an answer kills them. Better to have questions hanging around than have stupid and hypocritical answers…

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There is nothing hypocritical about his words. They are as real and definitive as the approaching dawn and impeccable Sun. Rather, the trouble is not with his words, which she is struggling with. The trouble is with her consciousness, which is used to unreal and hypocritical ways of expressions and communications.

We live in a world full of hypocrisies and cosmetic ingenuities, where intents are draped with synthetic contents, laced with fanciful yet frivolous frills of attitudinal insinuations. A woman, especially a beautiful and young woman, always has this misery and burden of living in a milieu, where intents and contents are never real and seldom to be trusted as sincere and honest. Often, stupidities lacerate innocence and honesty of an innate feminine cognition more than bad intents. Women, sadly enough, are more the victims of individual and collective stupidities. Instinctively, they protect themselves from generic stupidities and specific demeanors by the shield of attitudes. This shield however, wounds them more than they protect.

 

His words are true, real and simple. That is why she is troubled. Her subconscious is skeptical, as usual, even though consciously, she is inclined to trust him and accept his words at the face value. The frailty of the woman in her consciousness is unwilling to give up, though she is a confident and empowered woman; no more in entrapment of reactionary youthfulness and unqualified attitudes.

For a woman, continuity and safety of the milieu, she is used to, matters far more than an average man. A woman’s wellness as well as her strengths is not as personal or individualistic as is for most men. It should not be, but as is the contemporary stupidities of human world, it tragically is. Moreover, she is no more that young to venture into an enterprise, which uproots her from her settled milieu and suddenly lands her into a space, she has never known. She is 38; she may look 28 but deep within, her rootedness with mid-life stability and settlement makes her scared of the very thought of leaving it for something, which may be far more fruitful.

However, it is the mature woman in her, which is presenting the advocacy in favor of his words. A woman has instinctive design to feel for the real and veraciousness of a situation and person. Instantly, almost; she could feel he was something unusually genuine and sparkling. For a woman, especially a confident and mature woman, the most valuable asset in a man is his strength of conviction and power to overwhelm others with his impeccable logicality. She accepts, he is meant to be a huge asset, as a person but his proposal is equally scary.

The worst part of all is the speed at which everything has happened. She has almost been flooded with so many things at such short time, since he entered her life. She is at her wits ends to put them all together and have some sense out of them. Sometimes, she feels, is she dreaming it all? Can all these be real?

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Three days back, he had shifted to the apartment flat just in front of her. That day, he had knocked her door, greeted her, introduced himself and had expressed apologies for the inconvenience to her owing to movement of his belongings. Two days later, they met in the parking area. He asked her if she could spare a few minutes of her free time as he had something to talk about some common matter. They agreed to meet after an hour. He offered her coffee at his flat.

She thought he would probably talk something about the common area of their flats as there were only two flats in one floor, with small common area approaching the lift. The last tenant had also sought her consent to put some plant pots and a decorative piece. However, she could not say why but there sure was some strange feeling in her that he had something mysterious to say. The few minutes, she was together with him; from the parking area to the lift they were in for a few second, made it feel to her that she probably knew him before. He too looked amply comfortable with her, behaving as if she was a relative he met often!

Every communication at some stage has a progression to it. Those, who are aware and well conversant with the causalities of communication, can easily guess what next is likely to come up and what might be the intent of the content of communication. Two people, who have met only for few minutes, especially a man and woman, do not converse the way they did. Rather, he did and she felt it. His choice of words and the body language, which backed his expressions made her feel, she was not someone he had barely known. Strangely, subconsciously; she too responded him in the matching familiarity and acceptance. Only later she realized this all.

Familiarity, connect, with a person or thing are always accosted with dualism of mind consciousness. The five senses shall automatically send information about the details of tangible matter; the body basics and the subconscious mind, innately aligned to optimize survival, shall declare the person or thing as stranger or unknown. The conscious mind layers; the cognitive brain with experiences and long-term memories, however can see through the matter and body. It filters out those elements of continuity, connect and familiarity, which are tangibles. True familiarity is always about those elements, which are fragrances of matter; the radiance of body basics.

He had the elements, which a woman naturally finds familiarity and acquaintances with. A woman is deeply familiar with eyes that express affinity; deep but slow voice that reflects care and concern; gestures that speak of respectfulness and above all; words that communicate comfort of continuity and not abruptness of initiation. Connect happens; familiarity is installed, almost instantly, if conscious elements align. If not, then, we know how families, couples and friends remain strangers, despite years of journey of companionship.

She found her familiar as he had the elements of connect. Evolved, empowered and consciously compassionate women and men are never strangers to anyone. Elements had already exchanged association. Both had it, what it takes.

 

As she had entered his flat, at the appointed time; she immediately realized, she had left something behind her. The first feel of his home, the visuals and the preparedness he had made to receive her, engendered this disconnect she felt. It happens to most people but is registered only by those, who have the aware and receptive consciousness to experience even a minor shade of elements in a milieu. She had entered his flat with an imagery of milieu in her mind and as she arrived, she could feel the disconnect. Everything inside was completely beyond her imagination and imagery.

Inside, the entire drawing-dining hall was empty, barring a large chair with multiple cushions on it. A thick mat, over a sprawling carpet spread out from the chair. The only undulations, which stood out in the unfilled landscape were so many colorful cushions on the large chair as well as around the mat. A small table was placed near the chair. A large tray with two cups and coffee in the flask were already adorning the mat near the chair. She felt, it was like a stage of a theatre and she would be expected to perform a role; a character. This sense of she; being in the mould of a character, made her feel, she had left the person and entered the character, she was about to essay. She however had no inkling of the script that was about to be unraveled.

She was reluctant but he insisted she took the chair and he sat on the mat facing her at a reasonable distance. She kept repeating she was comfortable but he lined up many soft cushions all around her to make her feel relaxed and perfectly supported. The chair was big enough and the cushions made her feel good. She however felt odd that he was sitting on the floor. She asked him to take a chair, which she could not see anywhere but he politely refused and made himself comfortable sitting on the mat, facing her.

 

The present, the time, the moment that is; it is essentially this fleeting one second. The past, the future seems to have time as big canvas, which can be good enough for painting a meaningful communication. The present however, is a hugely constricted time-scale. The expressions have so many words and infinite content of intents, all competing to simultaneously arrive and land at this singular moment of one-second scale of present-ness. This is the artistry. This is the genius of a person. Brevity is only one aspect of the artistry; the magic is in something, only handful has. This one second decides much of the future. This one-second must either be invested with best possible content of intent, or the one-second itself may well be stretched to look like a series of present-ness. He attempts the latter option; hoping, the first set of words also fetches optimum utility.

‘Sometimes, you need magic. Being a human does not work. I genuinely seek to move you to a time, few days or a week from now, so that this awkwardness of you having to listen to a complete stranger could not be there. But then, I am human; no magician. And, the trouble is; I am to say things that cannot happen between strangers.’

She was not expecting such a start. She could not fully comprehend what he was leading her to. She probably could not have responded. Thankfully, he continued with his talk. She just bent forward to be more attentive so that she could have a better grip of what he would say next.

‘Essentially, everything is about its situation and positioning in the scale of time. You see an apple tree laden with fruits and you need no words to convince you that this tree is good. However, it takes years for this tree to grow up from the stage of sowing the seed or the sapling. If you are standing at the seed level, you cannot see the fruit-laden apple tree and you shall naturally be unsure of the future worthiness of the tree. But, if you are with a fully grown tree, you do not even need and care to visualize what it could have been at the seed level. With people, it is the same situation.’

She still could not be sure what he intends to convey but she managed a smile.

‘In my case, there is the possibility of a magic and it is at your end. I request you to move yourself from the current seed-level situation, vis-à-vis me, to the tree-level. If you could consciously shift yourself to this imagined acceptance that we are not just beginning; rather, been there, I shall have great facility in expressing myself. Anyway, I know almost everything about you, which I could in years. I am already at tree-level vis-à-vis you. You, however, need to arrive.’

‘You just said you know everything about me but I am very sure we have never met before!’

‘That is why I request you to skip the seed-level cognition and consciously arrive at tree-level. What you asked is part of the usual progression of journey from a seed to a tree. There are seed-level questions and issues, which lose their utility and significance as time progresses and arrives at the tree-level. Inquisitions of who, what, why, how, where, when, et al, are only early elements of progression of situations on the timeline. What I humbly appeal to you is to move beyond these questions and issues and consciously put yourself at next level, as it shall be hugely helpful for both you and me to arrive at, where I intend to. I am not saying your questions are not valid. I am also not asking you to dump them. I shall answer all your questions and provide you all relevant information you need or shall call for, to the best of your satisfaction; if you shall ever need them. I just seek that you keep them aside for now and arrive at later time-scale of progression for a specific end, which I intend.’

It was too much and too unexpected for her. She was trying her best to assimilate what he was saying. It was tough for her to be at par with his expectations but she had probably begun to take delight in his expressions. She definitely could not get over the amazement that he knew ‘everything’ about her. However, the overlying sense of deep mysticism about whatever he was saying had made her feel good about herself as she had clearly felt that she sure was at the center of the situation. It was about her, her discretion, her enterprise and her consciousness. She was already beginning to feel the character building up inside her as he outlined the situation he wanted her to be in.

He poured the coffee into the cups; asked her to stretch her legs and sit in relaxed posture, placing a big bolster pillow under them. He even told her to feel that she owned everything, including the house, to make her feel relaxed.

As she was not very sure of what he intended her to be, as part of her readiness to be, what he termed as being at ‘tree-level’ she had asked, ‘I accept what you say but can you tell me what I have to be like for your desired situation of me being at this tree-level cognition?’

‘It is like reading a book. Reading is also like a conversation with the author you probably do not know; never met. You read the lines of a book and even if questions arise in your mind, you cannot talk to the author. You may feel, the character should act and behave differently from what the author portrays. You may feel the author has erred somewhere in creating a reality; etc. But, you do not say anything. Rather, you keep reading, in the hope and anticipation that when you finish the book, all your questions would be answered. The magic is to be like a seasoned reader, who is ever willing to get transported to any reality the author weaves and simultaneously also relate well with the character and situation the author presents. You are unfamiliar with everything, yet willing to identify with everything in the book. This may be stupidity in other situation but as a reader; in book reading progression; it is the joy!’

‘Okay. I probably understand. Whatever you say, it may sound unfamiliar and unreal but I have to keep listening, as if you are a book, not a person. Is it like that?’

‘May be; but don’t let even this feeling make you unnecessarily conscious of your role as a reader. You are not only a reader. You are part of the book. It is like you are watching a movie but you are also part of the movie. Don’t bother about these details. You just be; let the time unravel itself. You are everywhere in every second of the time progression. You just need to be.’

She felt a passing sense of déjà vu. Suddenly, she felt she probably had seen him or met him somewhere. She began to accept that he probably was somehow known to her in her early childhood days, which she could not recall now. Seconds later, she could realize that probably, his magic was working on her. His talks had already arrived her to what he called the tree-level cognition vis-à-vis him. She even smiled at how he made her feel connected with him. Five minutes earlier, he was stranger and now she is considering him as some continuity of her definite past. She actually got relaxed. She was ready for what next he would say. She however was not ready for the reality he would want her to be in and definitely not prepared for the proposal he was going to extend to her.

‘There is always a hypothesis on which a theory is created. If the hypothesis is right and valid, there is good chance of the theory also being right and valid. I have a theory. I have a model of a reality, which is based on a hypothesis. This hypothesis is derived from loads of information I have garnered about you and your life. In other words, you happen to be the hypothesis of reality and validity for my theory or model of specific reality to be true and right. So, if you accept it as true and right, the reality shall happen. If not, the reality falls apart.’

The mist of mysticism was getting thicker every passing second for her and even if she could not understand much what he was saying, she felt she was being shaped into a character, who would be expected to deliver her lines any moment. Probably he was right. She also felt she is no more only a reader or a spectator. She was very much the book or the movie.

‘Around 100 kilometers from here, I have bought a piece of mountain. It is almost the size of a small village. In the last two years, it has been personally developed with unique features to facilitate a life-living reality, which I believe is right and true. The place is ready now. I propose that you leave your job and move with me to settle there.’

She heard it right but could not believe it because of the suddenness of its casual delivery. A hundred words competed in her minds to come first but he stopped her.

‘Please don’t let words and questions in your mind stop you from internalizing what I have said. Let everything sink in. Reacting may be intelligent option but it is not always right; at least it is not required here. As I humbly requested you, just be; be the book and keep moving with the author. I understand your situation but again I humbly request you to keep situationed at the tree-level timeline and the commensurate cognition.’

She had almost come to the edge of the chair and still wished to say things. He insisted she gave him two more minutes to finish. She was still not sure.

‘There is this hypothesis. My proposition is not important right now and we are not into it. There are so many details of this proposal and I know you would have so many questions to ask. I assure you I have all the answers but they can wait. The primary issue, the hypothesis, is; if you accept me as a person first, with whom you can think of being together, then only the rest of the issues and questions can have life. If not, they are dead. As I said earlier, the hypothesis has to be right and valid for the theory to be right and valid. The hypothesis is that at the very outset, there is the possibility of you accepting me as someone you can live with. I know, the age we are; there are strong and uncompromising sense of yes and no. If you are not revolted by very presence of mine in your life and this probability of sharing your life-space with me, then only other probabilities can think of having a life. You don’t need to rush into a decision. Think it over and tell me your decision. I shall wait for your response tomorrow morning.’

She couldn’t immediately decide what she needed to do. She definitely was not angered or offended. She could feel that things were not coming from a rank stranger as she had come around the belief that he was no stranger. But, she definitely wanted to ask him so many things. She even hurled all questions to him.

He was very receptive. He attentively listened to her but very politely he told her that all her questions would be answered very soon but she should only focus on the single hypothesis, which he offered her and say yes or no next morning. His poise, humility and persistent gentle persuasion made her receptive to his proposition.

He had made his preparations perfectly. He went inside the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and came back with a small bucket full of different chocolates. He told her, it was for her and she must eat all of them.

‘I have discovered it in painful ways that often, simple, easy and soft handling of a problem or situation is most productive but, we instead put forth complexity of intelligent ingenuity. This actually aggravates things. It is like, if you try to open a knot with hard hands, using force and with suddenness, you shall actually make it impossible to unleash. All knots open with soft, easy and patient hands. In most situations, we can win with innocence and simplicity of a child but, sadly, we have been trained to use the intricacies of grown up intelligence. These chocolates are symbolic. I wish you eat them all, as you would as a small kid and allow yourself consciously to fall back to the childlike innocence and simplicity. Though my hypothesis is not a knot; I would still expect you to open it with your chocolate stained hands.’

She could not resist a smile. She took the chocolate bucket. Back home, she looked at them; assessed them and thought for few seconds. She decided; she would skip dinner. She munched them all. She looked intently at her fingers. She licked them one by one. This was what she did when she was a child…

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… the whole night she could not sleep. It took her a while to regain her normal self. She had listened to him and his proposal as if she was a character and was being presented with a script to act on. However, what involved was a true and real situation; an actual scenario, where she was expected to take a decision as real person. It involved her life and major changes, she could visualize, if she said either yes or no. Her troubles emanated out of the fact that she could not fix her thoughts to single issue as different aspects of the same situation kept knocking her mind. He had left her with almost no facts and positioned her to take a decision of life-changing dimensions.

Human mind has a fixation with complexities. The issue for her was simple and singular, yet she could not get to that as loads of questions flooded her mind and she kept herself engrossed with their possible answers. The complexities are what the consciousness loves. It makes the consciousness feel the pride and satisfaction of the warrior. Contemporary populist consciousness is oriented towards fighting it out to shine as a winner. Winning engulfs the cognition and naturally, the simplicity and microcosmic realities are lost in battle-mode positioning of self. The childlike innocence and innate simplicity is tough for us; the contemporary milieus have killed them. We are intelligent; not honest, simple and uncomplicated.

This is a big trouble for entire humanity. Life does not wish much for its survival and continuity. Life-living prudence is simple and singular. A person’s own wellness also does not need a host of attainments and possessions. Still, people think they need unending and complex support systems for survival and wellness. A bird seldom dies of starvation or malnutrition. An animal does not need billion dollars in his bank account. Human needs are the same. Yes; humans have special emotional and intellectual needs. For that, one needs personal suitability of his or her own consciousness and cognition and; someone special, who figuratively and literally means a whole world to him or her.

Slavery is not in chains and forced will. It is in the mind consciousness. The fear and unsettled cognition about unknown is slavery. We are born free and self-sufficient but grow and evolve to enslave ourselves. We fear, feel insecure and then embark on a long intelligent journey of attainments and possessions of infinite support systems for survival, wellness and so-called security-safety of excellence. Slavery of life is purely cognitive; so is freedom.

She too is waging a battle not with the new situation in her life but with herself. For survival and wellness, she needs only two things �" her own self-sufficient consciousness and a person, who is a whole world for her. He is offering her exactly this. His hypothesis is all about this. He wants her to first accept this hypothesis that she needs nothing in her life’s wellness but her own self-sufficient consciousness, which she definitely has. That is why he is investing his entire life and life’s earnings on her. She only needs a person who is the whole world to her. He is offering himself as this option. She however is not able to zero down to this idea. She has the right to. Why is he there for? It is a man’s prerogative to catalyze his woman to best of her potentials and excellence. He has invested on her…

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A night’s sleep is almost a simulation of small death. Every morning is like initiation of a fresh life. All lives have made this association with rising Sun since billions of years. Death is worthy precursor of all lives. It de-clutters and prunes the undesirable and toxic dump of milieus so that the morning could be simple and clear for a new beginning. She wakes up late but feels the light of the day as bright as it could be. It is something, which most people do not register but there are very few mornings, when you wake up and feel yourself in fullness, completeness and entirety. She is feeling the same. Her innate consciousness has had a fruitful night. It has done its optimal pruning and de-cluttering. She feels herself in optimality and can see the message the morning has sent for her. She also notices; her mobile phone is also blinking. A message awaits her there too!

‘I am sorry. I probably burdened you too much too soon. I shouldn’t have. I wish, you just feel happy and fulfilled. I am home all day. We can talk whenever you feel like. I just wish to tell you; it takes years for a relationship to show up utility and worth. When you were born, you didn’t know your parents would be such a huge asset for you. You and I may have born to each other only now but, I am already sure of your worth for me and wish to assure you, when we sit and talk, you shall journey many years in just a few hours with me. Give me and this probability a chance.’

She reads his message and cannot resist a smile. She is amazed, how much he knows about her. He already has her personal mobile phone number. Once again questions start cropping up in her mind �" how, where, when etc. However, she successfully resists them. After reading his message, she has begun to accept that he is not unknown to her. She is also beginning to be sure what she has to do. Probably, she has smelt the fragrance of simplicity and innocence, which define what this man says, does and makes her feel like. She has accepted; she shall read the whole book. She shall be there to witness what the author outlines and ends with.

She picks up her phone and calls her best friend, who she has known since childhood to check whether she remembered anyone by his name from their childhood list of acquaintances. She also wished to share all this with her and know her take on what she would do, if she were in her situation. She finds her phone switched off. She drops her a message. Next, she calls her secretary to inform that she wouldn’t be coming to office.

As she finishes her tea, she sits relaxed and thinks of her life so far. She had a tough life. She had many strange situations and precarious periods in her life but she never thought of any need to have a partner in life. Her parents supported her and her childhood best friend remained by her side to make her emerge winner in all situations. Her intelligence, her innate cognitive capability to see and accept the root causalities in whatever happened in her life, stood her in good stead. She is not only successful but also well poised and extremely settled in her life. However, never ever in her life she was faced with what she had to last night. She still has to connect so many loose ends. But, her poise has accepted the singular and simple approach to the issue at hand. Compassion and innocence are the elements that define her at her age.

Often, people confuse readiness with a state of committing to a particular reality. Being ready, usually delineates a person’s endowment and possession of specific tangible and intangible elements to face the reality best. However, in true and holistic sense of term; readiness essentially means being compassionately and sincerely open and receptive to any reality or situation, which comes. The water is in perfect and true readiness. It is ready for any reality �" a glass, a bottle, a bowl or a straw. It has the readiness for acceptance of any shape and size; still retaining 100 percent essence of its true being-ness. Humans cannot be in true readiness ever. They instinctively seek specifics from the probable reality or situation and stupidly assume that they have the suitable and matching elements of the same specific. It seldom happens. Reality is hugely randomized and heuristic. The only readiness is nothingness �" the vacuum of specifics. She is still not in this readiness but has consciously accepted to arrive at it. This is what shall help her the most. This preparedness is the sincere and optimal precursor of the avowed readiness.

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As the door bell rings, she expects him to be there…

‘Good morning! You may have doubts that I know everything about you and that is why I have come up with an opportunity to validate it. I have prepared your favorite breakfast and exactly the way you cook it. You check and taste it. If it is the same, you shall have the reason to believe me.’

She can see, he already has a big tray with plates covered in his hands. She has no reason to disbelieve him. She makes way for him and he heads towards the dining table. He puts the plates exactly where she always sat around the table. As if he had already been to her house, he enters the kitchen and within seconds comes back with spoons, forks and the glasses. She has no reason to disbelieve what is on the plate beneath the cover. It has been cooked even better than she usually manages…

She thanks him but also complains he should not have taken trouble for her.

‘Two corrections here. First, I have not done it for you but for myself. Secondly, it is not a trouble; it is an expression of joy for myself. Everything worthy and of any utility is always within us. It is absolutely cognitive. There can be billions of dollars in the bank and someone sure has palpable joy in it. Someone however may derive equal or more joy and satisfaction in making favorite breakfast for someone whom he values beyond all possessions and attainments. Reality is never singular as different consciousnesses have different cognitions and therefore different sense of worth and utility.’

‘If you value the person so much, why are you not allowing her the liberty to ask questions and seek answers?’

‘It is because she is much more valuable than questions and answers, which anyway have no relevance, if she sees and accepts the reality from my end. I told you, it is all cognitive. From where you are, you see value and worth in questions about some facts. I am at tree-level consciousness and cognition and I have a singular worth and utility in and about the person. If the person, I value more than everything I have in my life, accepts the primary hypothesis that she can allow me continuity of communication, the answers she seeks are just minutes away.’

She says nothing; finishes her breakfast, takes the plate to kitchen and stays there for a while. She takes few long breathes and returns to the stage to deliver not the character but her real and true self.

She takes his hand and leads him to his flat, locking up her own flat. Inside his flat, she makes him sit on the carpet mat and positions herself on the floor, facing him. This milieu suits her. The emptiness of the open and uncluttered space extends her the maneuverability of communication and expression. She needs herself to be in her elemental best.

‘Let us drop all questions and all answers. Let us also drop all propositions and all issues of worth and utility. Let us talk you and me. You are you and I am me. Then, there is this huge space of life-living where you and I can visualize and position ourselves as. The spaces have specificities. These specificities have nomenclatures and some sort of cultural identities. These identities have specificities of benchmarks and appropriates. These appropriates shape up individual or personal behaviors and actions. I know you understand what I am talking about. This is a complex and correlated chain of cyclic situations. I truly understand and appreciate that you wish and propose that you and I should stand beyond this cyclicality and accept an open space of being-ness, where what matters; what has singular worth is only you and I. Am I right?’

‘Keep going… you are the author and I am now the reader. I am there till the end of the book…’

‘Okay. The small trouble is; or you can say the small issue is; everyone is always specific to and in constant relationship with his or her ambient milieus. So, your consciousness is in relationship with your own milieu, which I have no information about and my consciousness is relative to my own milieu, which you say and I believe you know everything about. You may have completely divorced and dissociated from your milieu to be in an open and completely new space with me. Or, probably you already belong to the new milieu you have designed as per your consciousness and cognition. However, I am still married to and somehow deeply associated with the milieu I have been with for so many years. Your hypothesis is about me agreeing to divorce and dissociate and then seek information about the proposed new space where you and I are supposed to move in. But, you can see, it is not an easy thing and not doable within hours or days. It is going to be a slow and steady process, requiring loads of appropriate information about so many things. I hope you agree.’

‘It is surely not about me agreeing. It is about you arriving to an agreement. Where you have to arrive is not about divorce and dissociation. My hypothesis does not seek that. You have very beautifully painted the situation we stand now. The only missing color is that of your simple expression that you are open to this probability about a possible divorce and dissociation; given that I process all possible information, which you shall seek.’

‘But your hypothesis is also imminently linked to an entirely novel situation I have never ever contemplated. It is one thing to believe you and accept association with you and altogether different thing to also agree to leave the milieu I have been settled with for decades. And then, there is entirely different issue of moving to a new and completely unknown milieu, which I have never ever visualized me being into. It is not easy. It is a layered situation and requires layered judgment of different factors.’

‘Yes. I accept the scenario exactly the way you have expressed. That is why I insisted that we move from one step to another. The first step is your acceptance of association with me and a readiness to an audience and detailed discussion over all other probabilities of subsequent steps. I just wish you to say, I am not closing doors; I am open to probabilities you present for my consideration. I do not need to tell you that I value you beyond anything and therefore, very naturally, when I seek you and your association for rest of my life, I shall only be too happy and proud to align all probabilities to the best of your satisfaction and bliss.’

This brings shine and smile in her eyes. He can see the mischief building up in her eyes. She is enjoying the conversation.

‘You are trapped now. You just said, only those probabilities shall be accepted by you, which shall have my seal of satisfaction and bliss because you value me more than anything. You said that, I heard you right. Then, it is to my primary and utmost satisfaction and bliss that you tell me right now everything about you and how could you get to know everything about me. You said you value me beyond anything. Then, you cannot deny me my bliss.’

He can clearly see her innocence and simplicity raining from her expressions. He can feel she has already accepted him and is willing to journey with her. He is happy for her. He wants her and wants her the way she is but in a milieu he is sure has optimal space for both of them.

‘This situation is like a locked up box of jewels. You already know, you have the keys of the locked up box in your hand. You also have no reason to doubt that the box shall be full with most precious jewels as you deserve only the best. Still, you insist to ask what is inside the box. Give me only few more hours. Before the Sun sets, you shall have all answers and they shall come like the jewels in the box. You shall see them and shall have no need to ask anything more. I assure you; all answers of all your questions are just a few hours away. I seek that you accept my hypothesis and allow me to proceed to next levels of probabilities.’

She doesn’t say a word. He can see, she is not anyway troubled. She seems very much relaxed and poised. She rises up, begins to walk into the empty spaces; the bed rooms, the terrace and finally, enters the kitchen. From the kitchen she calls him and wants him to help her make coffee. He lines up what she requires. He tells her that he has already made preparations for lunch and together they shall make it. He tells her that he knows she has taken leave from the office and that is why he expects that she would spend the whole day with him. She is not amazed. She has accepted, he is somebody she has known but cannot recollect. She agrees. She has begun to agree…

They settle back on the carpet mat with their coffee cups and this time, she sits close to him. He keeps looking at her. His gaze does not unsettle her. Rather, it extends her the invite to be the true character of her self �" not the intelligent self that she is known to the world but the simple, innocent and compassionate self she is in her private milieu. His silence makes her descend down to the innermost layer of her sincere and sedimented consciousness.

‘You know; this is the same place I started only a few hours earlier. You said it to me but then I could not internalize what you meant. Now, this moment I feel what you meant to say. It is just progression of time and the situations change. As situations change; probably everything within consciousness, changes. Yesterday, everything was the same �" this room, the arrangements, you and me but only few hours have passed and I do not feel the same sense of unknowingness and unsettled uncertainty. Only few hours of knowing you have changed loads of feel. I accept, you are right when you say questions are valid only at a certain stage of progression of time. I therefore feel good to drop all questions. I am not asking you this as a question; rather, I request you and I am confident, the way you care for me, you shall accept it.’

She looks up to him to assess what his reaction can be. He smiles and nods.

‘I understand not only your hypothesis but also feel that your association shall journey me to many novelties I have not yet experienced. I accept you probably know everything about me and in that sense, in the progression of timeline; you probably stand miles ahead of me. But, I am just beginning. I am no match to you. Like I said, only a small progression of mine of just few hours since yesterday has placed me in better position to understand your words. I request you that you would extend me enough time so that I could journey the progression and catch up to where you stand now. I promise you, I shall not ask any question. Just give me the latitude of time.’

‘I am 42, you are 38. If we accept the average of 80 years of life; we have around 40 years, or you can say around 3,50,000 hours at hand. Can we make it by then?’

She cannot resist a smile. She smiles not over his wit but over the fact how slowly answers keep coming up as she journeys with him. He looked so young she thought, he probably would be younger than her. She begins to feel more connected to him. Subconsciously, she finds reason to trust him more.

‘I have already told you, for me, nothing matters once you accept me in your life-space. This leaves me full and fulfilled. I wish you to believe me that even this time and its progression does not matter. I wish you internalize what I am saying. Like you very compassionately accepted that questions do not matter and you now feel, time is important and its progression is critical. I genuinely believe; you shall also accept that even time and its progression are only transitional; they do not matter. They are valuable only as a stepping stone to some space where people have to arrive.’

She has now understood him a bit. She can now know what he says is always very deep and thick. She inches close to him and fixes her eyes on his face to be in consonance and symmetry with his intents to internalize optimally what he says. He always extends her the best of situations to be at her optimality. He lines up cushions around her and makes her lie down. Gently he clears tresses from her face. She can feel the warmth of his breathe on her face.

‘All realities, we connect to and relate with, are decided by consciousness. Cognition is relative to consciousness. That is why we are innately aligned to and relate with a person or a thing, which have similar consciousness. Reality for us is how we observe things and people. We don’t need time and its progression to see and feel this relationship and connect, which is already there. We just have to be with them. We need this precious cognition to decipher the intangible causality, which exists between two similar consciousnesses �" you and I.’

‘But it is so difficult. How can we decipher this connect of aligned consciousnesses?’

‘You are right. It is not easy. We have received wrong mind training and education that kills our innate cognitive capabilities to decipher intangible and inner causalities. We have been trained to look for external and tangible elements to align ourselves. We look for similarities and alignments in identities like, caste, creed, ethnicity, color, religion, status, region, nationality, etc for connect and relationship. That is why we have lost our innate artistry of deciphering the real and true connect of consciousness, which alone is the only alignment and relationship, which matters and lasts. That is probably the singular reason for most relational troubles of average person. They look for what does not matter and ignore what truly matters.’

He stops as his mobile phone rings. He picks up and tells the person on the other hand that he expects delivery two hours from now. She is happy that he wraps up the call swiftly. She wishes him to finish what he was saying. He continues.

‘As elements of your consciousness and mine are same; therefore, theoretically, we are in relationship since we were born. Schematically, you and I know each other since then as we have common consciousness. It is not progression of time but simply the situation that we observe each other only now. That is why I told you that when you arrive at the tree-level cognition, you can see our consciousnesses being in long and aligned relationship since decades. It is very tough and requires persevered training but we all have the innate artistry to visualize the causalities between I and others. The causalities emerge as imageries and our consciousness instantly recognizes them as similar and generic to our own. This is some artistry, we have lost.’

‘I trust you when you say our consciousnesses are similar and it therefore naturally relates us. I also accept your hypothesis that only people with similar consciousnesses can truly and sincerely last in a relationship. I have lived enough years to decipher that. May be, you know it well but it shall help me good deal if you could elaborate on what you called the elements of consciousness. I have always struggled with my own self. Probably because I have not been definitive about what elements constitute my consciousness. You probably can help me discover my own elements and make me sure about them so that it could help me decipher this imagery of causality between you and me.’

‘It is not right to say you have struggled with your own consciousness. The reality is; we are born with specific elements of consciousness and they shape us. As we grow and evolve, we subconsciously align ourselves only with those elements that are in sync with our innate constitution. Somehow, the world we move; our work place, the larger society and the cultures etc, have different elements too, many of which stand antagonistic to our own consciousness. Often, we cannot detach and dissociate with such unrelated and unfriendly elements in our milieu. At times, we are not sure these elements are not suitable to us and we should dump them. This creates dualism and conflicts within our consciousness. I know, you have made your way to where you are now with loads of strong conviction and efforts. In this journey you probably remained with such elements, which were not part of your innate self. I have been in such a situation too. This surely creates discomfort and takes away our poise. That is why; knowing what your elements are, I wish to move with you to this place in the mountains, which I have designed to have only those elements, milieu and people, which are endemic and innate to our consciousness. We are now at an age and in a position in life, where we can put our foot down and say, we shall only be what we want to be. No more dualism and no more conflicted life-living.’

‘I am not asking but just wish to have your views on this proposition that if you and I are of similar consciousness and together we have the strength and resources to create our own wellness, we probably can live blissfully here too.’

‘Ultimately, only you and I are important. The milieu we have is only facilitative but it has loads of benefit. You know, 55 percent of human population lives in only 1 percent of land of Earth, which we proudly claim as happening urban spaces. If you look carefully, these spaces are centers of worst of human hypocrisies. They are also the spaces where humanity shall be decimated in future. Over 75 percent urban population already lives a subhuman life. But, this is a small factor. The core reason of opting for this personally designed mountain life-living is something only handful humans like you and I can understand. It is associated with the way human body-mind has been designed and evolved. It is about the scam, which we know as consciousness.’

‘Tell me about that. This probably would help me dissociate with my contemporary milieu and relate better with what you describe about the mountain living.’

‘It is a long and serious issue. We shall talk about it later. What I can say now is what you have already understood and I know it because I know you well. Human body-brain design is not an assertion of superiority and excellence. Humans are the worst design of this hugely stupid engineering called evolution. Consciousness is an outcome of worst entropies of evolutionary processes, which makes humans the most corrupted and dangerous species in the universe. The entropic design of our consciousness is the sole reason behind the uncontrollable hypocrisies and stupidities of our world. It fills up human world with five calamitous elements of fear, anger, attitude, denial and deception. They are generic and embedded to our design. Science has already begun to decipher as why humans are essentially scam of evolution. This therefore makes sanity, system, poise and peace impossible in human world. You already see the state of affairs of our world. There is therefore only one way out. That is to design your own wellness and personal sanity model of life-living and dissociate with the insanity, hypocrisy, stupidity of the collective human world for lasting wellness and bliss. This I wish to do with you.’

‘I cannot disagree with your assertion. I have also gone through loads of hypocrisies and stupidities of my own and especially that of others. You are probably right when you say you and I have similar consciousness as I too live in my own detached space of personally opted situations. However, I always think; there must be some way out of this contemporary madness of people. Can’t we do something to turn things right?’

‘I always tell it to those I value that the universe should not have happened. The Earth should never have happened. At least, humans should definitely not have happened on Earth. Worst of all; consciousness must not have happened to humans. But; tragically, they all happened. Then, there is nothing anyone could do; can do. The grief, pain, suffering, devastation shall keep growing and human denial and deception shall keep inventing hypocritical stupidities. The scam called consciousness shall keep magnifying and this alone has the innate potential to finally extinct the grief, pain, suffering, devastation; along with all lives.’

‘But, humans have the brilliance of their marvelous brains. They have invented such amazingly unbelievable things, which have paved ways for humanity to survive and excel in all walks of life. Don’t you see something, which can reverse this all?’

‘This so-called marvelous brain itself is the singular critical tool of finality of all devastations as it is the design of the scam. Human hypocrisies; its stupidities of denial and deception fails to decipher and accept that what they believe as creation or creativity, are all essentially two-faced sword. Evolution also worked this way and that is why it is a scam. It created and designed things, which are similar to what humans create and design. Evolutionary design is also stupid because it is partial patch-work and not holistic excellence for long-term utility. Most human inventions and designs are similar. The only element, which could and still can help humanity, is compassion. But the trouble is; evolution didn’t ever subscribe to compassion and you know; humans are the worst predator of compassion. Compassion can save everything but it is not an automatic possession and attainment of everyone. Only 0.1 percent of humans have the evolved higher consciousness to attain compassion. It is the way cosmic construct is destined to head towards. The entropies are all powerful. Humans are hugely insignificant to have any role to prevent or reverse the inevitability of finality of mortality of everything. However, we as individual can decipher the reality and design our personal model of wellness. This is what I am doing and you are inseparable part of my model of compassion-centric wellness.’

‘This means, the place you have designed in the mountains has everything shaped by compassion. In that case, I am now excited to see how you have created things, which reflect your idea and idealism of compassion. Am I allowed to add something of my own?’

‘You are not only allowed; you actually own everything. It awaits you. A woman is the highest repository of compassion. You can undo everything I have done so far and redesign everything anew. I shall only be the happiest to rebuild everything. I told you; you are the primary worth and utility. You only have to accept me and this singular hypothesis of sharing your life-living space with me. I said it and I repeat it; I shall only be too happy and proud to align all probabilities to the best of your satisfaction and bliss.’

She has no words left. She closes her eyes, imbibing the affection and importance he showered on her. Never ever in her life she felt so fulfilled. She wishes to sleep with all her new possessions. He however shakes her and asks if she needs, she can rest, while he readies lunch. She refuses and joins him. Together, they prepare lunch. He keeps showering affection on her and she garners every speck of it as if it were her possession since years.

He had been requesting her to shift to the tree-level cognition vis-a-vis him; now she feels it and wonders; how it could come around when she has spent only few hours with him. She is now willing to accept that her consciousness is similar to his but she still feels, the magic is more about how he progressed with time and how he took her along, through a smart short-cut, to this destination of affinity and association.

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Everything is set for the lunch. He has arranged the food on the floor mat and has placed plates for three. She asks him if he is expecting someone to join them for lunch. He smiles and tells her, the third plate is for the jewel box, which he had promised. He tells her, this jewel box has all the answers and she already has keys to it.

The door bell rings and he runs for the door. When he returns, she can see there is someone hiding behind him. He tells her, his part in the book she has been reading so far, is over now. The jewel box shall take her to the finality of the book. As he finishes his lines, he steps aside, exposing the full view of the person behind him and what she sees, makes her scream in utmost joy. It is her best friend she desperately wished to talk to and she is here.

As he had promised, her best friend has all the answers she wanted. She tells her that he is her cousin. They were not very close since childhood but later when they grew up, they became very close. He knew everything because she always used to talk about her to him. She had helped him by supplying all information he needed.

‘So, my best friend sided with my tormentor’, she feigns a complaint as they stand hugged to each other.

‘Why blame me, he even made your parents take his side. He has made them agree to live in the mountains. My brother has constructed separate mud and wood houses for your parents and also for me. But, I am going to live with my best friend and my dear brother.’

She looks at him. He comes close to her. He takes her hand in his hands. He can see, her eyes have the sparkle of contentment.

‘Nothing has happened. Believe me. There sure is a reality, which is ready and awaits life. But they do not matter. What has value and final worth is between us; here and now. The togetherness we have and the innocence of compassion, which makes us one energy, is the best potential. Only this matters. Your parents and your best friend wish bliss for you. They agreed to me just because they have your wellness in their minds. You must never think that I, your parents and your best friend want you to accept something, which we have already created. We just seek togetherness. I only seek you. If you accept me; say yes to this idea of togetherness and this potential our togetherness has; I shall construct another reality the way you would design and shape. Only you matter; your conscious choice matters. Rest we can redesign.’

She has tears in her eyes. She frees herself from the hug of her best friend and faces him, inches close to him. He can feel the warmth of her breath; even the gentle brush of her supple frame.

‘I have known you since the last three days only. We have talked for three hours. I haven’t yet poised myself to think over what is happening with me. I feel that unimaginably good things are happening with me. You say there is this potential, a probability full of designed worthiness, awaiting me. I have no reason to disbelieve you. Not because my best friend knows you and she cannot associate me with anything a grain less than brilliant and extraordinary. I trust you because life has trained me to discover honesty and innocence in people. May be, I haven’t yet evolved to imbibe the wellness of compassion, but I can see it in your heart; through the content of your intent. You said, this jewel box, you would give me shall answer all my questions. But she cannot; even when she is my best friend and knows me best. Only you can answer my question. I am overwhelmed by the worth you invest in me but I have never ever been taken by anyone in my life this way. It is no more about my yes. It is about you. It is about you saying yes to me. I know I am not that good. I am sure; your jewels are far more precious than my own worthiness. It is a question of do I deserve you and all this you offer me.’

It is his turn to feel overwhelmed. He holds both her hands; gently leads her to the chair and sits beneath, as close as possible, looking at her eyes where tears are still lined up.

‘This is the worth I have invested everything for. What you said to me just now, is the true jewels. Mine are only pebbles. This innocence, this simplicity and honesty is the only real and true worth. This is what makes togetherness possible. Yes, you are right; I have to answer all your questions. But then, you also know there is no valid question at all. Look at how questions lose their validity. Few hours before, the so-called question was about you saying yes to me and I was telling you that all other questions do not matter. Now, you have reversed the question and you feel, I saying yes to you is the real question. These are not valid questions. Rather, there are no questions at all. What is there and shall always be there is the perpetual situation of all of us continuously evolving in a milieu of compassionate togetherness, so that our collective potentials and worth keep augmenting and our wellness space remains ever-evolving. There is no question; only a potential, which we shall together evolve and strengthen. All of us together have to say yes to this potential. I can also say, I am not worthy for you and your jewels are much better. It does not matter as the real and true jewel is the potential, which our compassionate togetherness in a novel milieu, we shall keep designing and evolving.’

Her best friend comes and stands behind her. She gently caresses her shoulders to comfort her. She looks up. Her best friend says nothing but her eyes have the plea of assurance. He continues.

‘To be honest, which we all are and this is our core worth; we all are only part worth to each other, as till now, we have grown up and evolved in different milieus. We still are only partially in togetherness mode. We shall evolve this togetherness as we shall breathe in close proximity; in one compassionate milieu. This worth shall also evolve and optimize. The very mechanism and process of optimization is about different cognitions working together in a brilliantly facilitative, galvanized and catalytic milieu, towards a common consciousness of wellness. So, in that sense, every one of us is unworthy for each other but also a huge potential. You say yes to this probability and the potential shall begin its journey.’

He looks at the watch. It is already too late. He rises up and moves towards the kitchen to warm the food, leaving the two friends with the privacy. At the door of kitchen, he stops, turns and says to his cousin.

‘Before I serve the lunch, I must say that as today’s lunch has been prepared in togetherness with your very worthy friend, you shall see and taste the huge difference from what I have so far cooked for you. There is a legend that as God almighty created and invested all worth in women, he made it a rule that a stupid man shall always get a genius life partner so that he could survive. That is why I am trying my best to convince your friend to say yes to me and not obstruct the will of the almighty’, he said with smile on his face.

She follows him in the kitchen. He can see the gleam of conviction and bliss in her eyes. He waits for her words. She has it framed.

‘You remember, first time we talked, you said if I arrived at tree-level cognition, all my questions shall stand answered or I won’t need them. I am now at this cognition. But, I have this last question. Why you didn’t come early? When you say, we shall evolve together and our worth too shall optimize together; this we could have done years back. Why you waited so long? You said, we are one consciousness since we were born; then why you didn’t happen to me decades back?’

He pulls her gently in his soft embrace. It is his term to have tears in his eyes. She can see it as she continues to look straight in his eyes for the answer.

‘I am sorry. I was not ready. I knew you are precious many years back but I was not resourced enough to seek you. I had a long struggle in life and I know you have journeyed rough roads too. It is sad; grossly tragic that there is a cost involved in having your way in life. The optimality has to be resourced in terms of possessions and worldly attainments. As a man, I cannot think of affording anything less than optimal for my woman. The milieu, I wished for togetherness required resource readiness. It took time. Unfortunately; more than it should have. Also, it takes huge amount of time to evolve the richness of compassion and poise within you. We are not born and grow with righteousness and appropriates. It matures within us after long years of dialectic cyclicality of learning, unlearning and learning afresh. As I told you; I am a stupid. I knew I need you and sought you since long but I also knew; I didn’t deserve you. I still don’t. But, at least, I have the optimal resource to have created an ideal milieu for this probability of our togetherness.’

She hugs him tight. She kisses his chest softly. He kisses her forehead. Finally, the lips seal the couple consciousness. All questions melt; all answers become redundant. Instantly, the dimensions of time and space change for both of them as merger of consciousnesses engenders a new reality �" a collective, assimilative and conjoined time and space. The past withers away; the present-ness expands its horizons to such lengths that even future seems an extension of the stretched present. The expansive radiance of togetherness fills everything with fragrance. What better worth of this stupid, ephemeral life…!

 

 

 

 

Accept My Gratitude

Writing something is a daunting task as there is always a lurking apprehension of it not being of utility for some readers. I however feel at ease, because of my faith in magnanimity of readers. For an author, innocence of intent is the only possession about which he or she can be and must be sincere. The utility and worth is always at the end of the readers and their judgment must always be accepted with the same sincerity of innocence. I am happily sure; you shall forgive if my efforts could not be up to your expectations. Experiments with content; need to match with richness and beauty of intent. I have humbly attempted this. Thank you so much for being with me and allowing me to share with you.

Wish you an empowered life; with the prosperity of the consciousness.

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People say, what conspire to make you what you finally become are always behind the veil of intangibility. Someone called it ‘Intangible-Affectors’. Inquisitiveness was the soil, I was born with and the seeds, these intangible-affectors planted in me made me somewhat analytical. My long stint in media, in different capacities as journalist, as brand professional and strategic planning, conspired too! However, I must say it with all innocence at my behest that the chief conspirators of my making have been the loads of beautiful and multi-dimensional people, who traversed along me, in my life journey so far. The mutuality and innocence of love and compassion always prevailed and magically worked as the catalyst in my learning and most importantly, unlearning from these people. Unconsciously, these amazing people also worked out to be the live theatres of my experiments with my life’s scripts. I, sharing with you as a writer, is essentially my very modest way to express my gratitude for all of them. In my stupidities is my innocence of love for all my beautifully worthy conspirators!

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What Sinks In; Stays… Let It Ensconce…

Nothing happens in vacuum; even vacuum has oscillations. Oscillations have the potentials of all probabilities… The probability, which you have just gone through, has oscillations too. They need to be hinted at. Consciousness is a born genius in deciphering tiniest of oscillations. But; this genius has to be evolved and empowered. As and when the oscillations sink in; they stay in layers of cognition and then; dimensions open up their vistas in consciousness. Very humbly, very compassionately; I appeal you to let the oscillations sink in. May it stay within and engender novel dimensions of life-living wellness and bliss in your journeys ahead. May all energies of originality be with you…

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Personal sanity, poise and peace may never be attained if an individual does not muster up the courage and option-less enterprise of unlearning and shedding loads of hypocrisies that one is surrounded with and lives up. Hypocrisies may never be dealt a ‘Death Blow’ if an individual fails to accept this singular objective realism that the individual himself or herself is the only practically ‘Real’ context for the Reality to happen, collapse and play out. This elusive and mystical, yet potentially most magical ‘I’ must be contexted and relationed with Reality in an objective, logical way.

It needs to be internalized very consciously. I am alive and in good knowledge of everything that happened to this universe and all lives on Earth in the past 14 billion years. So, I am aware of Reality of everything but it happened because I was born and I happened to have a body, mind and its emergent consciousness. Billions of lives and deaths happened, trillions of things happened and infinite events happened but I didn’t see, experience and remember anything. I saw and experienced everything only in the last few years as ‘I’ happened, my body-mind happened. Also, billions of lives and deaths shall happen, trillions of things shall happen and infinite events shall take place after my death and I shall not see, experience and know them. Reality, whatever it may be, is continuous and non-contextual in its holism, only ‘I’ happen in between at some tiny ‘dot’ in the infinite continuation as some ‘media’ and contextualize the reality, as per the design of my body-mind media.

Reality had and shall play out infinite shades of things but ‘I’ as a temporary ‘Media’ come and go, without having any substantial role in past and future of the cosmic Reality. Almost infinite aspects of the Reality of universe and lives in it are now available for me and they exist. As they exist now, I am aware of the past 14 billion years and can also imagine about next 14 billion years. However, as ‘I’ die, all realities disappear. Nothing ‘exists’ anymore. Realities end! It is because the ‘Media’ of ‘I’, which was the ‘context’ of the Reality to play out and express itself, is dead, disappears and is not there.

Realities are infinite as ‘I’ as media is alive. Realities are zero as ‘I’ as media is dead! Realities as it is or as it might be, exists and still plays out in infinite shades but only through different ‘Media’ of individual ‘Is’, presenting ‘context’ to Reality. Therefore, for all practical purposes, only the individualistic and personal reality exists. And; as the collective reality stands as the summation of assimilation of all personal realities, there shall always be 3Cs �" Chaos, Confusion and Conflict in all collective domains. This is the primary basis and validation of the hypothesis that sanity of collectivity is actually a misnomer; it does not exist as some entity on its own. Only the possibility of sanity of individual and personal exists and this is something all men and women must strive for. Only ‘I’ matters and therefore, nothing stupid, hypocritical and mediocre should touch the genius of ‘I’…

Reality may look like a continuous and singular entity, irrespective of whether ‘I’ am or other ‘Is’ are alive or dead but, this seems so only because of the continuity in ‘Media’ and ‘context’ of ‘I’, which have a common body-mind mechanism. Therefore, if Reality is ever a singular and continuous realism, it is not because what it is but because of what ‘I’ is and because the commonality of mechanisms and processes of all ‘Is’. This is the singular secular Reality and everything else is variegated mix of hypocrisies.

Unfortunately, very few individuals accept and more importantly ‘internalize’ this Reality. If we realize and internalize this calamitous but singularly secular Reality, we can easily and surely accept that ‘Reality’ is what the ‘Media’ observes and therefore, ‘I’ or self or ‘Myself’ as body-mind Media can only reach out to ‘My Own’ tiny and insignificantly miniscule fragment of Reality. This shall lead to the inevitability of all our focus and energy being assigned and aligned to nothing else but ‘Personal Sanity’.

The universe has no meaning and destined purpose. Lives on Earth or if elsewhere too have no purpose and meaning. Reality itself is nothing and unworthy of any utility. All meanings, all purposes, all Realities start and end with ‘I’ or self. The universe, the Earth, the lives have only those meanings, purposes, utility and worth what ‘I’ or self assigns and accepts. Therefore, if ‘I’ is in Sanity, System, Order, Righteousness, Goodness and Wellness, then only the universe, the Earth, the lives have. It is ‘I’, the self that matters and has any utility. This is the singular notion installed and elaborated 3000 years back in ancient Indian philosophical traditions of ‘Aham Brahmasmi’ (I Am God).

This acceptance is the first primary requirement for installation of personal sanity. It can be said with all possible humility and sincerity of consciousness that contemporary humanity must see, understand, accept and internalize that in our civilizational and cultural march to modernity of institutional and organizational life-living, we have almost dumped the primary reality of human life-living. This primary reality, which thinking minds and philosophers of early humanity listed out with strong conviction, is that the individual, the person, an average man or woman is the everythingness of all somethingness that social and collective living can design and execute for sanity of system.

It is tragic and decisively the biggest and worst hypocrisy of humanity that now this individual or person is nowhere in picture in scheme of things of society, culture, economy, markets, politics and even scientific and technological advancements.  Globally; the ‘I’ has been made to stand as culpable in the eyes of political system. Personal sanity gets more degraded and emaciated as collective efforts for so-called ‘betterment’ of life-living of common men and women go up. The most glaring example of this worst hypocrisy is what the world is witnessing now �" in the calamitous epidemic scenario, when individual lives, its dignity and wellness have been reduced to mere numbers. We have reduced the omnipotence of ‘I’ as a number and still, the political system has made it the culprit.

An individual must see and accept this ‘causality’ of chaos in his or her life and living. As and when a person sees and accepts this hypothesis that sanity is a possibility only at personal levels, he or she shall easily accept that it is now incumbent only upon him and her to begin a personal enterprise for his or her own sanity as the world and its human institutions are primarily against personal sanity. If an individual is the sole media of all reality, if ‘I Is God’, none and nothing else can be of any help for the Reality he or she accepts. This acceptance is option-less!

There is a long history of humanity, which tells us categorically how humanity has passed through unimaginably tough and disastrous times and situations. Every one of us living and surviving, must always remember very humbly the 4 million year long trail of tragedies, pains, disasters and struggle, which billions of our forefathers had to undergo, before it could come to what we are enjoying and taking for granted in 21^st century. The humanity could survive and progress because it always kept the collective Quantum of Compassion high enough to limit the calamitous causalities of all entropic elements. This collective quantum of compassion was high enough because it essentially is the design of human consciousness, unless vitiated by an ill-intentioned social-political-religious culture.

The biggest repository of compassion probably was the ‘family system’, which could survive and prosper only because of this single major resource of mutual compassion. If humans evolved as social being, it was because millions of years of evolution had witnessed its utility-fruition and therefore entrenched in the very body-brain mechanism of humanity. The collective and its compassion-cover preceded humanity since millions of years in mammalian animal world. Compassion, in its elemental holism is the most powerful Causality of cosmic Reality. Humans are only the happy and evolved extension of this primeval and transcendental utility-fruition. The Causality of Reality plays its best and most beautiful expressions through the ‘Media’ of human consciousness. This repository of compassion �" the family system, however is in major crisis and like the denuded forest cover on Earth, compassion has denuded from families as family system itself is deeply stressed under contemporary expression of stupidities and hypocrisies of individual liberties.

In contemporary human world however, there is an emergent realism that politics and economics have gained predominance over familial and societal live-living and the former have occasioned themselves as the largest annihilators of compassion. It suits their profitability plexus. Democracy and market economy mechanism and processes seem to have changed radically the old world foundation of life-living. The individual, who banked on the family and society for compassionate support, now looks up to state, government and politics for the same. The later however, has craftily made a dirty commerce out of this ‘dependence-shift’ by successfully creating a master-slave mechanism, where the citizens are doled out their own endowments as alms by the state and governments. The family was compassionate and accountable to society but the politics and governments are brutal, unaccountable and autocratic.

Therefore, individual men and women alone can make an enterprise to restore compassion, allow liberties the less competitively conflicted milieus to enhance possibility of personal sanity, even as collective space has lost it. This restoration process of individual as well as collective compassion may begin by every individual consciously attempting to align more of his or her individual aspirations with collective ones and side by side become less intensely attached with polity and economy.

The family and society must get back their due and innate superior situation and position in human life-living, compared to polity and economy. It has to be accepted that because of our very body-mind design, family and society is internal to us and polity and economy is external. We therefore have to align ourselves more with what is internal and innate to us rather than what is external and synthetic to our design.

Every individual has to question the very utility and fruition of contemporary politics, governments and economics. The polity and economy induced competitive individualism with exclusivist propensities must accommodate compassionate community life-living elements to make them breathe easy and fine. It is a call of the millennium. We are not living in old and archaic stupid and hypocritical world of philosophies and faith mysticisms. The new and contemporary age is the Age of Scientific Reason, based on objective, logical, measurable, replicable and irrevocable knowledge of Reality. We all need to be in perfect linearity with Reality.

If we look at the contemporary world situation and attempt a correction of everything that have gone wrong and in reverse direction of sanity and system, we can easily see and accept how impossible the task is. The magnitude of human population that shall require upside-down change by a new mindset training and persistent education, a hugely powerful, corrupted and mindless lobby of politicians, corporations and money-lords who profiteer out of the contemporary insanity of the system and overall, the deeply ingrained and embedded sensitivity of ethnicity, religious dogmatism and nationalism along with many other small factors make it impossible for even start of any step towards sanity.

The human world has now sort of institutionalized insanity to such powerful and impregnable structural excellence that any voice of sanity and change shall be eliminated at very inception. The profit empires of a handful of only five percent of humans are so massive and deep rooted and they have acquired so much clout and control over most structures of power-authority in contemporary world that it is almost impossible to even initiate any change that essentially has to be against the status quo.

More importantly, the contemporary politics and governments have become so autocratic and corrupt that it simply does not allow a narrative, which could harm their empire. The entire 20^th century has so successfully worked out and strengthened such symbiotic structures of greed between politics and economy, that in 21^st century, as the realism seems to stand today, the human world is a theatre where only five percent humans are controlling the lives of rest of 95 percent humans, relegating them to the status of slaves and puppets in their hands.

In this contemporary global situation on insanity and calamitous probabilities at collective levels, the empowered ‘I’ is the only hope. A personal and familial milieu, a space designed consciously with elements of compassion, alone has this probability of sanity, system, poise, peace and lasting wellness. Many thoughtful men and women have begun journeys in this direction. Men and women, with generic, assimilative and compassionate consciousness need to come together and create their personal-familial milieus �" their own micro-world, within this chaotic, conflicted and confused world; like self-sustained tiny islands in the vast oceans. The world needs such awaked and empowered people; humanity requires such milieus and the consciousnesses have the seeds. They must prosper to the tree-level. Blessings…!

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