Over the past few days(months, actually), I've been perplexed by the million-dollar question : What is the purpose of my life? What was I born to accomplish?
Well, if I knew the answer outright,
a) I'd be God
b) I wouldn't be so perplexed !
There's also the view that there is no such thing as purpose. And that we are here, so we might as well enjoy what's on offer.
The thiest in me refuses to believe this,though. Everything in the world is part of a grand plan by The One, and every leaf moves as per His will. However, that does not imply inaction - only selfless action.
Several self-help gurus have provided their points of view via their books/websites and blogs. Robin is one of them. James Allen is another, and his all-time classic 'As A Man Thinketh' is worth a million reads.
But guru or no guru, it boils down to coming as close to the answer as possible. One blog written by an award-winning scholar suggested that I randomly write out words for 20 minutes, and when I finally write out the words that make me cry, I'd have just written out my purpose.
I tried out the exercise, but it just made me fall asleep.
It has come to the point where I evaluate each day to see whether this has got me any closer to what God wants me to accomplish in this lifetime.
These days there is a lot of stagnation at work, and the feeling of being obsolete is so on-your-face that one can't ignore it. Maybe going back to school will help. If not anything else, it will open up a whole new avenue of responsibilities !
One thing that has helped is the Bhagavad Gita. It has all the advice any human being needs, at any point of time in life. Gandhiji attributes his success to it.
I'm nowhere close to the answer to my question. But one thing I do know - nothing beats the joy that comes by service to others.
The security guards at work are being taught spoken English. This morning, I helped one of them speak his first correct sentence in English.
The smile he gave me was priceless.