Bond

This is not “My name is Bond…James Bond!...” sort of a thing!

Bond is a chord – an umbilical chord with anything that we wish to hold valid. This bond with something is necessary – either with a person, place, work, idea, or any living form. I am not interested to decode what this idea of ‘bond’ means – decoding can be done, but what’s the whole point in decoding, if it is going to lead you to the feeling of “nothingness”?

Tired of the result of decoding, I am deciding to embrace the feeling of bondage. Yes, we all are eccentrics. We have emotions and they are not in our absolute control. I feel something about a person – either hatred or love or something in between. One can’t suppress feelings.  If I choose not to feel pain, I end up not loving anybody! What is the point in creating such a rigid boundary of “protection” to ourselves that one ends up being lonely and hurting oneself?

Pain is inevitable – because it is a sign of attachment – a sign of existence (body + mind). What we seem to be doing, is to be afraid of the impact of thoughts on us – for they are powerful and create a reality for us….Reality maybe a perception – differing from person to person – It maybe also be Absolute in Itself, perhaps different from human perceptions – It is definitely “fuzzy”. But why should we be concerned so much about it?

We are thrown in a fuzzy scenario. We encounter events, people, situations and we form perceptions/ meanings inherently for our own survival needs and consider them to be true. Nothing wrong with that, for that’s the way things are. IF there’s no logical reason why Universe exists and why It keeps changing, similarly, we need not find any absolute reason for our own existence and purpose. We simply exist – reason or no reason. In this existence, there is going to be an aspect of taking decisions and facing consequences – or shaping reality for us. There is not one single focus or purpose by which one must lead a good life. It is a mixture of peaks and crests – of thorns and roses – of nights and days – of pain and love.

If ever there has to be some direction to existence, then I feel it has to enhance our circle of connections/ feel with the environment. To hold on to the idea of complete absolute truth seems like a nightmare to me nowadays. I can’t erase meaning – I can’t erase pain or love or hurt or guilt or determination or anything. I may however choose to focus on some aspects of thoughts/ feelings that give me bliss predominantly. That’s all I can do. And practice Hope.