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Sunday, July 27, 2025

Focus

 Focus


Not concentration. Just a focus.

A lens of a camera reflects a blurred image of its focal length doesn't match the distance between the camera and the object sought to be focused upon.


Our eyes are “short_sighted” if the focus of far away objects is blurred. 


A squint eyed person uses a slight tilt to improve the focus of the “pair” of the eyes, on an object.


An expert shooter closes one eye, only when a gadget called a gun, rifle or revolver can substitute for the lack of “judgement_of_depth” of the object, with just_one_eye!


Focus of our mind? πŸ˜› 

( Our mind itself is its yardstick, to measure it's own focus-quality! )


A true joke! 

I decided to bestow the best in me at that point of time, as a ‘gift’ to an youngster, who was close to me in many ways! Value addition was my objective, and I had decided to do my best_ever πŸ™

That youngster was going to face the first competitive exam of the life! Plus_two….. ironically, an exam designed to filter the qualified ones only, had turned itself, functionally, into a competitive one, to eliminate even the qualified ones, for the selectivity_criteria of next level of literacy called ‘graduation’. Number game. Higher cut-off marks, merit, etc.

Focus, as a quality of an examiner, became a decisive factor when slogging, hardwork etc was confined to the limitations of time called “24/7”.


I spoke for an hour and a half.

That youngster kept staring at me for the entire 1½ hours, hardly-even blinking the eyes. 

Later, soon after that youngster had left my house, my sister, a witness to the whole ‘drama’ let out a huge laughter and teased me saying “did you notice? Everything you said just passed above the head of your ‘victim’ . That youngster managed to keep the eyes riveted on you, without allowing anything you said to enter the head😜!”

She was πŸ’― % right! I could realise that! One of my ‘most miserable failures’, despite my best efforts. 

The whole night, I had to focus on my disappointment, to recoup my composure to normalcy. Next morning, I blogged that talk of previous evening to that youngster. As a rare gesture, ‘divinity' whom I address as “maya Madam” gifted me with unimaginable rewards for that blog. A total stranger read that blog years later, re-read it several times for a few days, testing it for its efficacy beyond doubt, to verify if it was this blog, which caused him to reach a state of being, where his mind was of no consequence at all πŸ™ 😜. He took another few years to tell me, about what my Blog did to him, describing his efforts to make sure that it wasn't any coincidence or chance( scientific reasoning stipulated “an element of REPITITIOUSNESS” for any experience to climb the ladder of postulate, theory, concept and law¡πŸ˜œ). His hesitation was because he knew, that, what happened with him was unbelievable! But I assured him that I was quite familiar with that ‘phenomenon’, due to my years of spiritual practices and quest! ( I deliberately omitted mentioning the traditional name of that ‘state of being’ to afford him climb up further. That name might boost his ‘ego’. And ego stagnates any Spiritual growth πŸ™).



Anticlimax 

Defocused eyes, and a gaze into nothingNess, is a powerful tool, in the spiritual traditions of India that is Bharat, since the ancient times πŸ™. 


Please relax your “focus” if any by now πŸ™


Focusedly yours,

psn(27 july, 2025)

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