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एउटा बुढो मान्छेलाई पनि जिन्दगीको बाटोमा हिँड्दै गरेको देख्छु; सायद जिन्दगीको बाटो पुग्नलाई भन्दा हिँड्नकै लागि होला।

सानो तिनो झगडाको बीच, तिमीले मेरो बारेमा कस्तो मिठो कुरा भन्यौ; तिमीले भन्यौ,  "तिमी कस्तो मान्छे हो भन्ने मैले पहिलेनै जानेको हो के " खैर,  मेरो आधा जिन्दगी "म को हुँ?" भन्ने खोज्दैमा बित्यो।  तैपनि , तिमीले मेरो बारेमा भनेको कुरा , न त म स्वीकार नै गर्न सक्छु, न त म इन्कार नै गर्न सक्छु।   (अध्यपान्त आफुलाइ आफैले जे भनेर चिनेको छ, त्येही होइन भनेर चिन्नु नै आफुलाई सहि रुपमा चिन्नु रहेछ। ) “Knowing others is wisdom, knowing yourself is Enlightenment” – Lao Tzu

   चेतनाको आँखाले आफ्नै मनलाई हेर्छु। आफ्नै विचारलाई हेर्छु। कडा तर्कहरूका साथ आफ्नै वकालत गरिरहेको मन, झुट पकडिसकेपछिको आरोपित जस्तै मौनता साँधी दिन्छ, र चुपचाप हराइदिन्छ।

  I have heard that on one occasion the Blessed One was staying near Gayā at Gayā Head with 1,000 monks. There he addressed the monks: “Monks, the All is aflame. Which All is aflame? The eye is aflame. Forms are aflame. Eye-consciousness is aflame. Eye-contact is aflame. And whatever there is that arises in dependence on eye-contact—experienced as pleasure, pain or neither-pleasure-nor-pain—that too is aflame. Aflame with what? Aflame with the fire of passion, the fire of aversion, the fire of delusion. Aflame, I tell you, with birth, aging & death, with sorrows, lamentations, pains, distresses, & despairs. “The ear is aflame. Sounds are aflame… “The nose is aflame. Aromas are aflame… “The tongue is aflame. Flavors are aflame… “The body is aflame. Tactile sensations are aflame… “The intellect is aflame. Ideas are aflame. Intellect-consciousness is aflame. Intellect-contact is aflame. And whatever there is that arises in dependence on intellect-contact—experienced as pleasur...