Kirukupayyan’s Weblog

Had gone to my hometown to see my parents over the weekend. Had to take off on monday also, since I had to help my Mom complete some banking stuff. My mom prepared some goodies for me to take back. Ofcourse as usual, I helped her make it. (more…)

Of stars that shine in the morning skies

tell tales of lonely hearts and crying eyes

of love and hate, of the joy and miseries

of man and woman, of friends and neighbors

And when the last drop of dew is gone

we hide ourselves in masks so strong

get ready to face the world

trying to prove that “he was wrong”

What is the difference between a spiritual person and a religious person. I think the definition that applies correctly is that spirituality means immaterial. Religiousness does not immediately mean immaterialism. Spiritual person has learnt to “let it go” and does not wish to posses anything or claim anything as his own. A Religious person wants to have something and tries to placate the Gods. The belief of God or some higher form is, I think, common to both.

So how does one become religious. Its easy, you start learning about it early. When you do something that pleases your parents they are happy and they grant you the wishes. Since childhood, you were trained to pray for what you want. It could range from a simple prayer to a full fledged rituals.

How does one become spiritual. It takes a lot of questioning to even get in the right direction. It starts with a very simple question, “who am i”, the more you probe the less satisfactory the answers that you get. But that question can set you on the spiritual path.I’m not sure where the path leads to and what kind of enlightment you would get at the end of the journey. I think, ultimately, you atleast end up understanding your ego, which, itself is nothing more than a mere thought that has arisen in your brain.

I was oriented towards spritualism when in college. Me and my friends used to discuss about purpose of life, people and earth…
After my Dad had his paralysis, became a atheist. When I could not do anything directly or through prayers, Started questioning the fundamentals of anything and everything. I could sit and argue with people for hours to gether how the whole concept of God is flawed.

Then I lost track of time, became a workaholic. That was the easiest escape route I had in front of me. I think was an atheist till someone opened my heart with their wonderful smile. The deep eyes stirred something inside me. The soft voice felt like music… For the first time I started seeing colors in my dreams!

Then I fell on my knees… And I pray, and I pray to lord almighty…