An interview of a Sect

Yesterday I got a message regarding this blog from a dear one... that conversation turned into something that  I couldn't resist myself to share with you...(to understand this you must read my first entry) here B = Me


A: for you he is having no name, if there is understanding how he could be unknown, our thinking could be narrow till we want it to be like this, when we say he is beyond boundaries, so is he there in the beyondness of boundaries...to whom you listen...can't you talk to him...

 B: Actually he is like this only, how much ever we know him, he is still unknown; how much ever we try to tie him in boundaries, he is free; it is not possible to set boundaries for him; he is beyond our thoughts.

A: If Sect word keeps you in sect group, don't you think its a sheep walk...

B: No, as Sect never blindly faith anything, and as you must have read, their thoughts are never same but similar, and this is not a sheep walk.

A: then it must be some other type of walk but again you are walking in a group isn't it?

B: dear this is a group which is not walking together, but destined to the same place.. so its not like we are repeating what others are doing but doing what "He" makes us do...

A: which place?  you said that we cannot give him a place, name and form?

B:this place is nothing but the divinity of that unknown

so what do you think about this... I welcome your questions....

Amit Kochhar
Occupational therapist and
A Sect

The bitter truth

It was Tuesday I believe.. I was coming from an orphanage of differently abled children, i was very upset because of the thunderstorm of my thoughts, I was wondering how one can be so cruel that they left those little angels in dustbin as if they are useless garbage, and such things cannot be a part of their so called"social life". 

In the way of finding a satisfactory answer for my question my eyes glued to the corner of the road where there was a beautiful queue of trees spreading its calming shed all over, as if they are saying come child my shed is above the dimensions of  social hypocrisy...suddenly I saw some religious idols lying there in the shed... looking closely I ruled out that they were broken... Oh!! that's why they left them here.. OK... 

The nature had given me the answer of my question... when they cannot adore their God's idol, whom they worship everyday, if its broken, then how stupid I am to have such thoughts that they should had accepted those little angels. 

If this is called being religious ad social,then I am happy that "I am a sect".