Flying bulbul

Give up, or stay.

Rust, or fly.

When choices don’t change much,

Don’t choose.


25 thoughts on “Vexed”

  1. I often find myself vacillating between two realities. In one, the choices I make each and every moment have profound and powerful consequences. In the other, my individual choices are so diluted by all the other individual, corporate and universal choices going on around me that they make no more impact than a drop of water in the ocean. Sometimes I question which is real.

    Thanks for the thought-provoking post.

    1. I, on the other hand, question the need for engaging in weighing options in any given situation. Wouldn’t it be simpler to be able, somehow, automatically know when to pave your own way, and when to walk the trodden path?

  2. This is a perfect combination of words and image. One of the greatest feelings of relief is when we finally make a difficult decision — but equally freeing is the idea that we can simply stop trying to make a decision at all. I like the bird and its shadow.

  3. Making the decision to “make no decision” is itself a decision – a decision to relinquish responsibility and control, to allow the flow of events and the decisions of others to control our lives. Intentionality requires awareness and effort, but it also brings a marvelous kind of freedom.

    The bird and its shadow aren’t identical, after all.

    1. I don’t know if it is all that absolute, Linda. To intend to ‘go with the flow’ is also a marvellously aware and difficult choice, they say.
      Such quandary normally comes when you have exhausted all possibilities (well, at least the ones in your mind) and none of them take you where you’d either rather be, or be all right in transit. To then want to just be there and soak yourself in the puddle until you find your feet or someone lifts you out of it or the sun dries out the muck seems like a welcome breather. No?

    1. In my opinion, anyone fond of a good cup of tea and tasty cakes will never rust. If you are, in spite of your very noble occupation, you’ll soon wash it off and clear the crumbs, Dave.

  4. We all keep dawdling, don’t we? Thinking, re-thinking, and re-thinking a bit more. However, do we even have a choice in the grand scheme of things? How and where we are born, to where we will go? Then why do we still loiter and get lost? Home is right within, and so are the answers. Shall we then choose to meet there, in the oneness of the universe?

    Lovely post Priya 🙂

    1. It is a difficult choice, SB. To look within is to then stop acknowledging what is without. That is not so because both cannot be done together, but it is so because those, who most need to look within are green hands and don’t know better. I suppose this is why most of us keep looking at distractions until it is time to lament that they lost the bus.
      And, if there is a grand scheme of things, why did the grand-something instil the fire of desire and exploration? Sounds like an unfathomable conspiracy to me! 😉

  5. I have been enamored by spiritual science a lot, and it does answer to most, when logic and reasoning fails. I liked how you asked – ‘why did the grand-something instill the fire of desire and exploration?’ – would you believe if I say that it has instilled it because it knows damn well that wherever we may go, whatever we attain, how much ever success we see, whoever we live with, there will always be a desire to be more – this must not be it – am sure there is something more to life would be our thought – nothing would fulfill, nothing would satiate – cos we are looking outside.

    It wants us to find out if we can figure out a way to get back home.

    Its like how Tagore says, ” It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.”

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