REASON

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Walking towards my place from the metro station, I asked myself a question..
why do we have to search a reason behind everything? If i am happy then there must be reason, I am sad there’s a reason, I am doing this and not that, a reason!
Why?

Reason is the word that’s haunting me for quite a long time now.

Then this Law of causation came to my rescue.

For everything I see around has a cause preceding it and so the world goes!
But still I was stuck somewhere. My search wasn't over yet; I was now fighting a new question of whether there something exists which is beyond reason? Which is beyond causation?
Immediately I saw a bright light, something without form in my imagination.

I thought if that’s what is beyond reason? I was asking myself if those omnipresent gods whom the religious literature termed as beyond logic and so were the answer to my questions.
Then this thought came upon me, that I can’t really describe that beyond-reason-entity in words. Why?
Because you simply can’t see the boat you are riding. You've to be at shore to see the whole boat.
On the similar lines, something beyond reason can’t be brought into the world where reason forms the very fabric of life!

If you attempt to do that then failure is what you’ll get. As you start bringing something which is beyond reason here, you are immediately binding it with a reason to do so. So it’s just not the way it should be. You yourself have to go beyond the laws, you have to go beyond that reason due to which you are searching that and as soon as you do so, you become the reason less.

Beyond all causes and effects.

I see myself connected with lots of people; all I search is the reason; why?
The moment I start searching it, it sounds adventurous and exciting to search the reasons but then a fear starts gripping me what after that reason is found?

I guess I will have the power to exterminate every connection with world. Moment I imagine such a state of mind I am neither happy nor sad, neither proud nor low.
I become nothing and everything at the same time.
I realize I get beyond reason!


Ending it and I am still trying to recall what exactly made me to think all that?
Was there a reason?
 

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