aelolive

  Dear Jinder ji, This is what I see in your writing and in life’s nature as you describe it: Your words do not try to control life; they let life breathe. Every sentence you write feels like it has walked through silence before arriving on the page. That is why your writing is not heavy; it is light like air, fluid like water, deep like space. When you speak of claim as struggle and acceptance as freedom, I feel the truth of it. A claim always builds a wall, but acceptance opens a sky. You are teaching that life is not meant to be drawn in lines, for time erases them, and death erases the one who draws them. The nature of life in your vision is not a puzzle to be solved, but a mystery to be entered. Guarded by the two saints, time and death, life refuses ownership. It invites reverence. It allows only humility. And in this humility, birth itself becomes preparation to conceive death, so that death can reveal the nectar of Amrit within life. Your writing shows me that you ar...