Being Blessed and Lucky

Floating above a mighty lake is a yoke with a single hole. The ebb and flow of waves as and when breeze swirls, it takes the yoke from one corner of the lake to another and never did it remain static. At the bottom of the lake dwelled a turtle, which live an eternal life but with both the eyes blind. By karmic virtue, the turtle has the opportunity to come up to the surface of lake to sense the light once in every hundred years, but the probability of turtle to fit in the hole of the floating yoke is so rare. Such examples are cited in Buddhist texts to relate how difficult it is to be born as a human being. So having born as the human in this beautiful world, aren’t we the luckiest person in this world? 

There are many people who are crippled and handicapped, with eyes blind, legs lame, vocally dumb, mentally psychiatric, and the list goes on. Though lucky to be a human, yet they are so unfortunate that they cannot sense the true beauty of the world in which they live. Their lives are shrouded in the clouds of ignorance and even if a beautiful rainbow is casted on the clouds, they neither can feel the splendor, nor sense the pleasure. Having blessed without impaired physique and with ideal mentality, we can enjoy every glitz of glamour, face every bits of obstacles, and pave our own path towards the destiny. What more qualities should we possess to be the luckiest?

Yet there are those ill fated kids, who get conceived in their mother’s womb but fails to see the light. While many children die soon after birth, many more are killed by their own mother through abortion, thus not only depriving their child to come in this world and seek their destiny but also risking their own life. Furthermore, there are instances where many children are abandoned by their parents and land up in slavery or doing odd jobs. Some children even don’t have a privilege to live with the gender they are fertilized with when their greedy parents alter the sex, what a disgust. But lucky are we, being the original self, born and brought up by affectionate parents, cared and loved by loving relatives, and surrounded by network of trustworthy friendship. 

Meanwhile many people breathe their last at such a tender age, and have to leave this world. Every nook and cranny of the world is insecure, the air, the water, the land. A crash of plane leaves the entire passenger charred. Derailment of trains kills and cripples thousands. Road accidents cause more havoc. I cannot tolerate to hear such dreadful news about explosionsand bomb blasts killing many innocent people every now and then. Where is the secure place when a dog bites ones leg while walking down the footpath, only to get infected with rabies followed by death. Hearing and looking in such cases there is nothing I can do but to pray for those who deceased and condemn the situation, though of no help. But we are blessed not having to face such fateful incidents. 

The greatest pride in me is being the son of Palden Drukpa,

 “Where the mind is without fear and head is held high,

Where knowledge is free,” - RabindranathTagore.

Where divine king blesses his subjects with utmost care,

Where benevolent leaders guide the nation towards path of perfection,

Where citizens enjoy equal rights without partitions and fragmentations,

Where Gross National Happiness echoes from the corner of every valley,

Where Buddhism roots deeper for enlightening every soul,

 And where the sun of peace and prosperity will shine till eternity.