A spark like the one inside a car’s engine when the ignition key is turned sets in a motion a long journey into the unknowable. The spark was the question: what is life? It was a long series of questions from then on, one after the other. They formed an endless-fabric as the questions like strands kept on coming never endingly in every direction. Every question, even the ones that had been asked hundreds of times before, presented themselves in a new context and in a new form. It felt like I did not know an answer to even the simplest of the questions. They seemed to ask something which I had never thought of before. I began to be aware of the world around me.
Morning sun started to feel new to me as if I was seeing it for the very first time. Gentle breeze or a stormy night both started to feel the same. Scorching heat or freezing cold stopped making any difference. Everything were what they were supposed to be. They simply brought joy and peace.
With the awareness, I saw a dance of infinite intricacy around me – the reality. There was a timeless beauty to it. There was elegance in its movements. The whole universe resulted out of this. It was bliss to see this divine dance and to realize that I was also performing my part while playing an unknown role. No one can enchain this in words. It is too big for that. An attempt would simply be futile and would just distort it. Disfigure it. Make it unrecognizable. Art possible can help. Ultimately, experiencing it is the only way to capture it fully.
Some call this ‘the Truth’. Some call this ‘the God’.