Losing the Religion of Mindfulness

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On the hottest day
At the busiest hour
With the tightest jeans
And the darkest top
In the crowdiest train
With the stuffiest air-con
Moving at the slowest speed
Flanked by the smelliest

Waiting for the lengthiest time for a seat
Before getting the warmest one
Which took the longest time to cool
Only to reach the destination in the shortest span
Out of the crampiest station
On the busiest street
Entering the dirtiest lift
But finally up to the coziest apartment

The grumpiest person for the last half hour
Who couldn’t escape the slightest suffering that karma intended
What did this person do to deserve this
That s/he hadn’t the faintest idea of?
If only the mind was at its strongest when it was most needed
Not aware enough of mind games played on oneself
S/he had yet again fallen for its trickiest trick
Of losing mindfulness

1 thought on “Losing the Religion of Mindfulness

  1. If only we can keep our minds 24/7 at its sharpest, suffering will not matter much, and life will be a breeze. Thanks for the post! (*)

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