The Pearls of Catharsis Times Issue 04, July 2017 | Page 8

“There are nights when I would lay on the floor curled up in a ball, shivering.
When everything seemed like I was treading water, when I felt that all I did
was taking wrong decisions – that's when the night passed and the first streak
of light came tumbling inside my room through the window. I wake up to this
and instantly a torrid thought crosses my mind.
“Look at that sun. Does he seem nervous about his day? No. Does he even
seem to care what all he's going to witness from up there? No. He’s shining
with all his heart never leaving a morning without light or a night without
stars. Look at that bird feeding her babies. Does she fear that she might get
hunted by a lunatic? No. She is so free. Look at that flower. Does it feel
insecure because of its thorns? No. It simply blooms.
When nature knows how to stay content and happy then honey, why can't
you?”
-Moksha Jain, The Lone Traveller; Photograph by Karla