Thursday, March 8, 2012

Futility of success


I had tasted it after a long time...! it was scrumptious.... utterly delicious. Though in a small amount i had a glimpse of it after almost 3 years. I reiterate, a real small amount. I had experienced success after such a long time. I wanted more of it. But still that joy seemed superficial. I was unable to identify myself with it.  

And this made me think hard about it. A lot of thought went in. N i wondered what actually this success is?Is it when people congratulate you? Why do people congratulate in the first case? Its because you have won.. N what is this winning? Its the result of competition...!
Winning is a proof that u are better than the whole lot of people out there who had participated in competition. Is this feeling ,that" I am better than others" called Success..? And there is so much of effort going in just to make yourself better then others and get that feeling of superiority. To me, it seems faulty and erroneous somewhere, n may be that's why i feel the joy was superficial. But then,this question lingered, wat is real success all about? 

Its in learning things.. the ecstasy that occurs when real learning happens n understanding dawns. Its in enjoying the process to reach the goal, like its said, "Journey is the destination."
Being present in journey absolutely alive enjoying each n every part of it. There the real happiness of success persists.

I was shaken out of my reverie, when all of a sudden this thought emerged.
If this is real success.. why did i want more of that superficial success, although i wasn't able to identify myself with it ? It was paradoxical. N as i contemplated more, answer gradually surfaced. That, its here where the deeper understanding comes to light. N what is it about? The play of ego. Once ego is belittled, then the concept of taking life as a "Play" can be adopted. And at this point, any success and failure don't matter. No worries if u are commended or condemned. You go on playing with total joy. A playfulness arises and life becomes a dance... a continuous dance..!! N u flow rhythmically in sync with it.