The Dark Light

The dark light - a great irony in itself but it is an inevitable truth of this world.
Good and Evil , Bliss and Sufferings , Zeus and Hades all go hand in hand , they are complementary.
It depends solemnly on the human mind which side of the coin he gets to his destiny.
It may not be possible for anyone on the scientifically and mathematically surging Earth to efficaciously turn the outcome of a coin toss in one's favor but on the Earth of wisdom it depends only on human perception and decisions to choose any one side of the coin.
The Buddha is our integral self and so is the Devil.
From long saints have followed the path to achieve salvation. what they do?
what enlightenment do they achieve?
They learn control over their inner devil.
They increase the strength of the Buddha in them.
In our hard times very easily we do play the blame game.
Instead of calming ourselves , rectifying our mistakes and boosting the saintly forces in us we become destitute of hopes.
We fail to notice the Sunrise and just coming so far near the light source we loose the battle and succumb to evils of depression , bad luck and misfortune.
Luck is nothing more than the meter of one's positivity - the more optimistic I am the more lucky am I.
It requires great alacrity to strive perpetually on the thoughts of optimism but it does pays in the end by reducing the sufferings and imparting a practicality to our attitudes.
Yesterday , I went to the roof of my hostel to welcome him - The God of light
The Sun
The cool morning breeze brushed my body , removing the heat of sorrows and negative energy, tranquilizing my mind.
I could feel my every integral atom finding solace , sanguineness.
The twilight laid the red carpet for him and then in a few moments over the horizon i could see glowing rays scattering from the epicenter as if racing , competing from one another to sweep out the darkness as swift as possible.
and then the chariot arrived , he gave 'Darshan'.
swiftly his gleaming forehead started escalating the heights from under the deep blue oceans.
I was ineffable.
My mind achieved the bliss and my heart was rejoicing.
I was healed.My sins washed away in light and with new hopes , stronger hopes I started my day.
A half an hour in the morning to welcome the Light God fills cheerfulness in our whole day.
One who is blessed by him doesn't fears from the night instead the hope that the new Light brings everyday provides an impetus to a self.
I am sure every single being after experiencing this light will rejoice as much.
Taking the closing stance I would suggest the homosapien to trust in wisdom of soul , wisdom of hopes and keep fighting the battle with dark with great valor and mettle.
Now or later the darkness will succumb.

Siddhartha