Just as morning follows night, gain inevitably follows loss. At each important stage of our lifespan we leave behind a part of us who we identified with and step into a new sense of identity. Life is a series of alternations between expansion and contraction. Though we may desire just the positive and dread the negative , the impersonal current of our existence inexorably moves by laws over which we have little or no control. Our destiny is already pre-ordained according to Bhagawan , it is just a question of whether we identify with the prarabdha of our body-mind complex or not.
Arthur Osborn once described life in terms of an analogy of sitting in a boat going down a stream without any idea of its course and without knowing what bends or falls loom ahead. The only one who could know all that he said , was one who was sitting on a hill over looking the stream and seeing exactly where the travelers were going. We live with approximations and our understanding is fragmentary. Though we have religious , scientific , social and personal explanations but none of them are ultimately satisfactory because death is implacable.
