Desi Train

I was tired of my boss, so I left the job in 1998. I was sick and tired of working in IT, so I left the job in 2007. I’m extremely frustrated with my search for an entry into the entertainment industry. The strain now shows on my relationships with my family… yada yada yada…

How could I keep forgetting all the glimpses that I get from those getaways to the spiritual side of the world? Those wonderful moments, the spiritual orgasmic instances that leave me thirsting for more, those forgotten floating weightlessly…

And ever so do we get trapped in this world… and I’m no different. Yet Life or the Eternal powers of the Universe have a way to show you the light in those entrapments.

A person from the movie industry that I’ve been exchanging emails with accidentally sent me an email that was meant for someone else… and now that I look back… I see why the accident could have meant to be the way it did. I never received the accidental email but first I received an apology from the sender of the email explaining why the mistake happened. Apparently the person who was supposed to receive the email and I share the same name. The sender than requested that I keep the contents of the email to myself and pleaded not to talk about it to anyone.

I replied back to the sender that I had not received any email, which I hadn’t until that point of time. The chapter was closed until due to all those weired technical goof ups on the internet, the email arrived. The email that I should not have received.

Reading the contents, hey I’m an unemployed guy. Unemployed guys do such things. Like reading emails that aren’t for them, stealing room mates’ toilet paper, attaching oneself to the Xbox like a stick fast glue and watching porn as if it is the eternal road to salvation.

Back to the email… I realized how small all my problems were… the sender was writing about a Cancer Foundation and mentioning how the sender had been suffering from cancer since the age of sixteen, and inspite of it being completely cured the cancer had reappeared twice. The sender was currently undergoing radiation treatment.

There was numbness. A feeling of cold enveloping your entire self. Suddenly all those problems in my life that appeared so big, large, huge, frustrating… were simply tiny dots… tinier than those invisible dust particles…

I replied to the sender that the email showed what a brave person the sender was. In the end I attached some odd silly joke to bring the person a smile.

The joke was just a way to thank the person without letting the person know how differently in a fraction of a second the perspective of my vision had changed.

The light I saw in that email somehow connected to such glimpses in the past that were Oh so joyful when experienced…

I remember what Hale had said during one of my trips to Sedona and I’ll rephrase it in my way as

All problems are but just a dot that appear so big because we bang our heads on them while looking at them through our mind’s microscope

It indeed needs a lot of strength, courage, conviction and a boundless love for life and it’s fruits to live on and so successfully in spite of being diagnosed with cancer at the age of 16. Still moving, rushing on to achieve your dreams in spite of all of life’s curve balls…

A salute to the person who still lives on silently not letting anyone know about it and taking all the praise and criticism of the person’s film works… head on…

I feel humbled… I feel free again…

This entry was posted on Friday, July 20th, 2007 at 1:32 pm and is filed under Friday Masala, Life Flava.
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