Old Wine - Part 3

I have nothing to say ...

And I find that really surprising. Once upon a time my mind used to be abuzz with millions of thoughts. That was then; today my thoughts are like the rains in the desert - practically non-existent. Sometimes however there is a flash flood of thoughts - powerful, unpredictable and not usually productive - in fact more often than not destructive.

The supreme control which I used to exercise on myself is slowly fading away. I used to pride myself on my discipline, focus and razor-sharp analytical skills. My thoughts were a powerful tool - more so as I could channel them into a path of my choice; and discipline in all aspects of my life was the valve which controlled the intensity of it's flow.

At one point I was almost like the ideal person mentioned in our Old Texts - "sukhaduḥkhe same kṛtvā lābhālābhau jayājayau" - a person who remains unaffected by happiness or grief, a person who remains unaffected by victory and sorrow - in short one who remains focussed on his duty under all circumstances.

But things have changed since then - whereas once I had a well defined goal, now I am going along with the flow.

Time to set a new goal for myself.

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