Who was the first person you encountered today? Write about him or her.
This fellow is in high school and comes to do rhythmic breathing with me. He asks me some spiritual questions every now and then. He seeks my counsel for inspiration and motivation. He has a pronounced nose, curly hairs, pointed chin and beautiful dark eyes. His smile is beautiful and he has been a jolly good fellow for most of his life. He has always had a large circle of friends which he has tried to make smaller with much hard work because he wants to excel in studies and improve his grades. Being popular among friends doesn’t translate as good grades and last year his cousin brother got great grades and he was looked down upon, so he resolved to do better in studies.
I tell him the same things again and again which he tends to forget very soon. Today as he came, I was editing the mosquito article I recently published and I asked him to read it. He said it was a good read for him as he didn’t find many difficult words but punctuation did make him stutter here and there. After the breathing session I told him about staying away from critics and criticism. He feels very peaceful after the sessions and in the course of day and wants to maintain this serenity. When he used to come to me a few months ago, I witnessed a negative transformation in him. A kid who was cheerful and upbeat was becoming sad and sombre. He had reclining spine and ugly curves on his face with gloomy eyes. I asked him what had he done to his vibrant persona. He was resisting his own nature and being too hard on himself in order to get better grades. I asked him to stop worrying and start living and explained that getting good grades doesn’t mean happiness so keep working hard but don’t be so sad. I suggested him to avoid people who are always complaining and criticizing others. I told him that this saps the positive energy out. I explained him how ego and mind which are the forces behind the human societies and structures are designed to run towards negativity as opposed to heart and spirit which are white and positive light sources of love.
He has always enjoyed my company. My long beard and persona makes it difficult for many youngsters to reach out to me because parents are afraid that their kids might get converted into renunciates. I don’t call anyone to listen me or talk to me and neither do I want to convert them into something. I want them to be happy. They come on their own and this kid in particular had to bear some derision from family and friends for talking to a bearded Baba like me, though I have told him only harmless things.