Author: ashish.k.chowdhury@gmail.com

  • The Merchant and the Whispering Saint

    The Merchant and the Whispering Saint

    The Merchant and the Whispering Saint

    In a bustling city, a wealthy merchant named Samir had everything: jewels, caravans, servants. Yet he often sighed, feeling strangely unsettled.

    One evening, he passed a quiet alley and saw a dervish (wandering saint) sitting beneath a broken lamp, eyes closed.

    Samir mocked him. “What do you gain from sitting like that?”

    The dervish opened his eyes and said, “I’m listening.”

    “To what?”

    “To what you cannot hear over your coins.”

    That night, Samir couldn’t sleep. The whisper wouldn’t leave him. The next morning, he returned. “Teach me,” he demanded.

    The dervish gave him a bowl of water. “Walk around the market without spilling a drop. That is your first lesson.”

    Samir did so, carefully avoiding every jostle and shout. When he returned, he said, “I heard nothing.”

    “Exactly,” said the saint. “You focused. In silence, the world fell away. Now imagine that… inside.”

    Over weeks, Samir began to visit the dervish daily. He sold some caravans. Closed his shop early. Sat beneath the lamp. He never became poor—but he became rich in silence.

    Commentary

    In Sufi teachings, stillness is the gateway to divine remembrance (zikr). The merchant’s transformation isn’t from riches to rags—but from noise to awareness. The dervish models presence.

    Psychological Reflection

    The story addresses overstimulation and our addiction to busyness. Focus narrows the mind. Deep listening opens the heart. Samir’s discomfort reflects the spiritual thirst beneath modern abundance.

    Closing Reflection

    What am I chasing that keeps me from hearing myself?
    What noise must I quiet to listen inwardly?Coming Soon …..

  • Arjuna at Dvaita Forest

    Arjuna at Dvaita Forest

    Arjuna at Dvaita Forest

    After the war of Kurukshetra, Arjuna wandered restless.

    Though victorious, he felt hollow. The sounds of clashing swords still echoed in his sleep. People praised him. Kings honored him. But peace eluded him.

    One day, he arrived at Dvaita Forest—a quiet, wooded region once visited by sages. Tired, he laid down beneath a sal tree. For days, he did nothing. Just lay and listened to the silence.

    A hermit came by, noticed the warrior, and simply nodded. No words.

    On the fifth day, Arjuna finally spoke. “I have fought for dharma. Why do I feel so lost?”

    The hermit replied, “Because victory in the world doesn’t quiet the soul. You have mastered the bow. Now, master the stillness.”

    Arjuna protested, “But I am a Kshatriya (warrior)… I live by action!”

    The hermit smiled. “Even Shiva dances after stillness. You have earned rest. Let the forest become your teacher now.”

    In the weeks that followed, Arjuna began to rise early, breathe with the trees, observe the ants, and watch the moon change phase. He touched his bow less, and his breath more.

    He had conquered kingdoms. But in Dvaita, he began to rediscover himself.

    Commentary

    Dvaita Forest is symbolic of the Vanaprastha phase—withdrawal into quietude after intense worldly duty. Arjuna represents many midlife souls who’ve achieved much but feel hollow. The hermit’s wisdom shifts the axis: from dharma-through-doing to dharma-through-being.

    Psychological Reflection

    This story captures the burnout hidden beneath success. The post-goal emptiness many face stems from unintegrated trauma and spiritual fatigue. Stillness becomes not just recovery, but revelation.

    Closing Reflection

    • What part of me is asking to rest, not achieve?
    • What happens when I stop fighting—even for the right things?Coming Soon …..

  • The Carpenter’s Ladder

    The Carpenter’s Ladder

    The Carpenter’s Ladder

    The town of Betharia was known for its craft—especially the fine woodwork of its aging carpenter, Thomas. For decades, he was renowned for making strong, beautiful ladders. Everyone in the village had one, and some even had more than they needed.

    People often asked Thomas, “What is the secret behind your ladders?”

    He would smile and say, “Each rung must rest in silence before it can carry weight.”

    No one quite understood what he meant. But his ladders lasted generations.

    Thomas worked quietly. He rarely joined the marketplace chatter. He refused large orders from nearby cities. “One ladder at a time,” he’d say, even when offered gold beyond measure.

    One afternoon, a scholar from the capital city came to visit him. “Master Thomas,” he said, “I study sacred texts and spiritual laws. But I feel further from peace than ever. My life is full, yet empty.”

    Thomas looked up from his sanding. “Have you ever built a ladder?”

    “No,” the scholar laughed. “Why would I? I hire others for that.”

    “Then today, you’ll make one.”

    Before the scholar could protest, Thomas handed him a block of wood and led him to the back of his workshop.

    At first, the scholar grew impatient. He thought this was a waste of time. The work was slow. He was clumsy. He resented the silence.

    But Thomas insisted: no talking, just working.

    An hour passed. Then another.

    By evening, the scholar sat back, surprised. In front of him was a half-finished ladder. His hands were raw, but his heart felt oddly… light.

    “Why do I feel different?” he asked.

    Thomas placed his hand on the wood and said, “Because for once, you stopped climbing. You learned to be present to what’s in front of you.”

    The scholar sat in silence, the wood dust softening his robes. For the first time in years, he didn’t feel the need to achieve, prove, or finish anything.

    Commentary

    In Christian spirituality, the carpenter is a powerful archetype. Jesus himself was one. This story reclaims that image—not as someone who builds empires, but as someone who builds with awareness. Thomas teaches that even ordinary tasks, when approached with reverence, become pathways to stillness.

    The “ladder” becomes symbolic. Most of us live climbing—from status to knowledge to validation. But ironically, a ladder isn’t for endless ascent. Its purpose is to connect. And connection begins with presence.

    Thomas doesn’t preach theology. He models sacred rhythm: slowness, craftsmanship, and discernment. In this way, his workshop becomes a monastery.

    Psychological Reflection

    The scholar represents the over-active mind—the “false self” built on performance and control. Many modern individuals (especially in Western societies) live in constant pursuit of “more”: achievement, security, recognition. Yet this external drive often masks an inner emptiness.

    Busyness functions as a defense—shielding us from deeper truths, buried grief, or unmet longings. When we slow down, those suppressed emotions begin to surface. That’s why many resist stillness. But, as Thomas shows, silence is not absence—it’s the space where true presence emerges.

    Closing Reflection

    • What would happen if I stopped climbing today?
    • Can I give myself permission to pause, even for a few moments, and simply be with what is in front of me?

    Pause & Reflect

    • What am I building so fast that I’ve forgotten to be with the moment? (10 seconds of silence)
  • Be My Guest

    Be My Guest

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