Drowned in distress
With tears of sheer despondency
I cry mercy, please no more compassion
I was born with self control and austerity
Yet life’s pleasantries led me to believe in wanting more
My mind has become confused
Losing all balance
Incapable of inquiring into truth.
Whatever I utter now
Has no discrimination
I hanker for fame and a laudable life
if I fail to face my life’s difficult juncture,
I’m unfit for the here and hereafter.
Aghast I turn, and find you my friend
please tell me in definite words
what for me is good?
I’m between (preyas) pleasant and (shreyas) good’s crossroads
You say, I grieve because I pander to my senses.
You tell me to
Let go and stand
steadfast in my duty with no pretenses
“Control your mind it screens the truth
A man or woman given to fear achieves nought
Engage in your duty because if you don’t
All the good you did before will be forgotten
and the very people who loved you before
will ridicule and say you’ve virtues have rotten
So status and money all sensory objects
Are just pleasantries
Which you cannot afford to worry about
Stand tall and carry out your duty,
Treating loss and gain
Happiness and pain
victory and defeat alike.
Engage in this battle of good and you will incur no sin.
And remember your worries, your false woes you can right now bin!
(inspired by Samkya yoga from the Gita when Arjun is despondent and asks Krishna to clarify the difference between pleasant and good.)