Prakash Kumar

🌟 The last day of 2024 feels like the perfect moment to pause and reflect on what has been an unexpected and transformative year. As I look back, I vividly remember the final week of 2023, entering 2024 with moderate enthusiasm and a sense of steady anticipation. However, the year unraveled in ways I could not have predicted, bringing challenges on professional, personal, and familial fronts from the very first week of January.  🎒 The year unfolded as a mixed bag of deep experiences and travel. There were highlights, including one international trip, three visits to Goa, several visits to Delhi, and journeys to Uttarakhand and Sikkim. Yet, these moments of travel and exploration contrasted with an overarching sense of internal reflection and reconciliation. 🛑 2024 became a "Pause Year" for me—a time of slowing down, both physically and mentally, to prepare for the next decade of life. It was a year marked by introspection, as I grappled with errors, unmet expectations, ...

On Monday January 22, 2024, history was indelibly marked in the hearts of Lord Rama worshippers worldwide as the Ramlala idol found its permanent abode in Ayodhya. This momentous day will resonate through generations, fueled by the unwavering devotion of Lord Rama's followers. The nation witnessed a collective jubilation akin to a grand festival, with major offices closed to honor this significant occasion. Millions of temples in the country in its own way celebrating the Lord Rama  Pran Pratishtha at Ayodhya. Today is the day for Indians to become Rammay. Lord Rama transcends being merely a religious figure; he embodies the spirit, devotion, and way of life in India. He is the soul of India. His cultural significance transcends religious boundaries, with Hindus taking immense pride in venerating Maryada Purushottam Ram, whose ideals continue to inspire every Indian. Notably, many Muslims also hold reverence for Lord Ram. The great Urdu poet, Iqbal described Lord Rama as “Ima...

Excerpts from the Diary: November 13, 2014, 6 PM Contemplating the Art of Balancing Desires Struggling with the tumultuous waves of unwanted lust and desire, I find myself at a crossroads where these impulses significantly impact both my professional and personal realms. Despite considerable knowledge and practicing self-control, I am perplexed as to why mastering this aspect remains elusive. I suspect that my tendency towards extremes might be the root cause. It's either complete immersion or total abandonment, with no middle ground. I lack the skill to navigate responsible, manageable desires—a critical aspect of a balanced life. The challenge intensifies when, after abandoning something entirely, I return to it for some reason. The resurgence of lust and desire at such times is overpowering, surpassing previous levels. This cycle of departure and return exacerbates my struggles. The key, it seems, lies in mastering the delicate art of balance. But how does one achieve this equil...

From the pages of Old Diary: Recently, I embarked on an unusual journey, one I had struggle to articulate its purpose to anyone. Yet, within myself, the reason was clear. I was on a quest to unearth deep subtle connection. I sought known vibes and energies that could assure  my heart about such a connection , ultimately seeking a profound connection with my soul—the connection of spirit. As I immersed myself in the surroundings, I encountered positive vibes and energies that momentarily engulfed me. It felt as though I knew the place's vibrations intimately. Gradually, this unfamiliar place ceased to be strange; its vibrations felt like an extension of my own energy. Spending time there left me feeling rejuvenated, as if it fortified a bond between myself and the energy of the place. With each passing moment, I found myself drawn more deeply to its enchanting vibes. This experience was internally enchanting, signaling a profound and intrinsic connection which put at rest many unwan...

From the pages of my old diary, dated 1.05.2014, 22:23: I find myself traversing a critical juncture in my life. Having completed 50 vibrant years and on the brink of turning 51, I am acutely aware of a palpable sense that something vital is missing. The exact nature of this absence eludes me, casting a restlessness and causing a noticeable dip in concentration. Life in Patna is relatively settled, with a fulfilling job soon marking its fourth year. The passing of Cecilia dealt a profound blow, a lingering sadness that calls into question the purpose behind our toil in navigating life's intricacies. There's a tug between embracing more of life or seeking solace in spirituality. The path is unclear, and the motivation sporadic. Restlessness sometimes reaches such heights that I yearn for refuge, leading to irritations that take weeks to dissipate. I grapple with deciphering the signals—lust, an inner desire to find meaning in halting meaningless work—confused by the jolting of ...

As I revisited my 2014 diary, a year marked by restlessness, I notice the striking similarity in my circumstances a decade later. On January 8, 2024, I found myself retracing a walking route reminiscent of the one I undertook on January 19, 2014. The situation remains uncannily unchanged. Reflecting on an entry from January 19, 2014, I shared thoughts on the fascination with death, not in its ordinary and ignorant form, but rather the aspiration for a conscious departure. The contemplation of the art of dying had resurfaced in my mind after more than two decades. The question lingered: why now? The past 10 years had been laden with professional success, propelling me deep into the material world. Yet, the pursuit of conscious death seemed elusive amidst this journey. One school of thought posited that delving deep into the material world could lead to the ultimate truth without a deliberate effort. However, this was considered an ignorant death. Personally, I aligned with the second sc...