Suvvidhi

It is often said that nothing affects a glazed pot. Water falls upon it, and the drops simply slide down; the pot does not absorb them. In the same way, when an idea settles deeply inside a person, no argument can move it anymore. That insistence then becomes a matter of personal prestige. Whether the argument is right or wrong no longer matters—what matters is remaining firm on one’s position. The person continues to justify himself endlessly, not in search of truth, but in defense of his...

Standing on the bank of a river at the foot of the mountains, I notice something unusual today. The river is calm, clear, and serene. I had stood here a few days ago as well, but then the water was muddy and restless. When I asked someone why, they said, “It rained heavily on the hills. That is why the river is swollen and dirty.” This made me wonder. A river flows so humbly, so gracefully—why does it become muddy and violent? Why does it overflow its banks? Today, as if in dialogue, I asked...

Whatever a person possesses, that alone he can give nothing beyond it. The cloud has water, so it gives rain. The sun has heat, so it gives warmth and light. To expect anything else from them is meaningless. But today, it feels as though the whole world has become a collection of specialists. Each gives only one thing—and nothing more. The cloud will give only rain. The sun will give only heat and light. It is as if the entire meal being served is only salt. Salt does enhance the taste of...