Sight And Sound

Not until the sightless sang out (for support)

it became clear they’re easily outnumbered by many who are hard of hearing.

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Deep Thoughts

The price/value of things is known before their coming into our possession (purchase).

While with people, it’s usually when we lose their possession.

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Whosoever you may buy out with (paper) currency notes (to secure your fortune),

many a times it’s (your fortune) is decided by a mere coin tossed up!

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Only A King Can…

From Osho’s stories:

A blind man is sitting under a tree.

A king comes, he touches the feet of the blind man and says, ‘Sir, where is the way to the capital?’

Then the prime minister comes and asks, ‘Mister, where is the way to the capital?’

Then comes an orderly. He hits the head of the old blind man: ‘You fool, which is the way to the capital?’

The king’s party had lost its way.

When they had all gone the blind man started laughing. Someone was sitting by the side and he asked, ‘Why are you laughing?’

The blind man said, ‘Look, the first man must have been a king, the second man must have been the prime minister and the third was a poor constable.’

The man was puzzled; he said, ‘How could you know? You are blind.’

The blind man said, ‘Just by their behavior…. The king was so certain of his superiority that he could touch my feet. The orderly was feeling so inferior that he had to hit me. He must be in a poor condition.’

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The Rise And The Fall

The Dust – The Wind carries it high and its self-esteem for a while.

Only to be brought back to earth (where it belongs) by a few drops of rain.

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Deadly Business

‘So they don’t let you live, cutting you up into pieces, eh?’

‘As always, the fate of those who wake up the sleeping.’

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Delusions

Misunderstandings, in these days, are rife and so tragicomical,

every brick believes it carries all the load on the wall.

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A ‘Sound’ Theory

When a machine gets rusted, the parts work up a raucous rattle.

It’s the same with our brain; this time it’s our tongue that goes on a vacuous prattle.

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Grieve Not, Get Busy

What is grief, Sir, but past-time of the idle.

And, what’s time in those (fleeting) moments of happiness!

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