A Monk And His Ferrari Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
A Monk And His Ferrari
Indulgence seldom seems a disease,
Cravings and fear to lose always is.
A monk need notso rid
Save cleavings, good old greed,
Enjoy all blessings as heaven's bliss.
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Once Osho was asked about his fleet of Rolls Royce sedans he possessed. Why would a spiritual being like him need such material luxuries? He posed: if you have an expensive car such as this and someone carelessly damaged it. How would you feel? The response was: One would feel upset and agitated.
Osho: Therein dwells the difference. Even if I were to wake up tomorrow to find that the entire fleet is missing, it would not matter one bit to me. Indulgence is no disease, attachment is.
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Reflections | 07.07.15 |
An amazing limerick. The nugget of wisdom embedded in this short write is a great food for thought. Liked the last line. Very well penned as always.10+++++
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Member: Rose Marie Juan-austin Comment: An amazing limerick. The nugget of wisdom embedded in this short write is a great food for thought. Liked the last line. Very well penned as always.10+++++ Thank you Rose Marie for your liberal comments. It seems something is wrong here as your feedback was not appearing here., and I had to copy paste.