When in the world will it be Enough?!

(art galery, The othere space. Dharamshala)

Is it enough to be alone? Is it enough to be together? Is it enough to have kids ? or not have them …Wear a mask not wear a mask...I guess we will never know …coz it is never enough to know Enough. 

I like that I can be flippant ….that I can change my mind …I can change how I feel ….and that kind of is the point istnt it ?. Freedom to feel the truth that is Now! The ever-changing Now. The impermanent Now.  

While navigating through the many truths I decided to take a trip up to the hills in the Himachal. There are short moments when I felt it was Enough ….. a place of ‘wanting nothing’ …though very brief compared to the huge spells of ‘wants’ these were refreshing. 

Sometimes the colors stunned me,

sometimes it was the stones …

sometimes it was the crazy bird that just kept singing so loudly that I had to stop walking and find it …..at the cost of almost breaking my neck. But then there was a moment, a moment I had just one thought for several minutes to find the damn bird ….and that was enough!! An then I was not Enough again.

‘The room with a view ‘was true about where I was staying. Looking at the snow peak that was peaking literally ….the one thought was who would be crazy enough to climb that ….I was already feeling the chill in my bone just looking at it. Then of course I feel the chill in the evening breeze in Goa so don't mind me. But really why? Why would you wanna go up there. 

 I stared endlessly at this range of the Deodar. I really can't remember what I was thinking …but I was just there thinking all my thoughts …thinking of people, seeing images that looked like people ….wondering about the people who had made homes way up on the hills, wondering why they wanted to do that. Watching the tiny people walk up and down the trails ….and thinking could it be that there are 'tiny people' maybe they live in the mountains like the Deodar and that's why we don't see them `coz you have to be crazy enough to go up there. 

Watching the same scene of the range at different times of the day.  I felt my voyeuristic skills scaling new heights. I am a pathological voyeur, I don't particularly need to be watching people. When the sun went down some lights came on those homes up there, I felt happy seeing them and I imagined the people in the house. Maybe they had rituals in the evening like I did. In some way, I just felt I was there with them in whatever their ritual was … whether they lit a candle on their altar or poured a drink and sat to read….or watch K drama.  Sometimes thinking of things that may or may not, feels very relaxing. Provided you're doing the happy thinking. Maybe that's what`s Enough Just good thinking or thinking good things …….Paradoxically Enough!!!!