My Lord,
I am utterly lost.My child,
You and I are in the same boat. ```It took my Lord Compassionate Supreme
A whole day to teach me how to laugh,A full month to teach me how to giggle,
And an unending 365 days to teach me how to chuckle.Then God said to me,
"My child, you may be a very slow learner,But now you have become a perfect professor."
```My Lord,
Is there any wayI can make You laugh?
Just ask Me to trust you.
```My Lord,
How is it possible for YouTo remain always happy?
My child,
Unlike you, I talk to Myself,And I listen to Myself.
```My Lord,
Are You awareOf the bad things
That I do?My child,
No, I am not aware,And I don't want to be.
My Lord, why?
Just because
You don't care to knowHow many good things I do.
```My Lord,
Do tell meWhen You are really
Pleased with me.My child,
I am really pleased with youOnly when you hate Me.
My Lord,
How?How can it be true?
How, my child?
That is the only timeThat you think of Me.
```My Lord,
How can I become perfect?My child,
You can become perfectJust by teaching Me
For 99 years and 365 daysAll that you have learnt.
From your ignorance-teacher. ```My Lord,
Have You everTold me a lie?
Many, many times.
Why, my Lord, why?
Just to be even with you,
My child.As you know,
I never accept defeatFrom anybody.
```My Lord,
Will You help meTo be as great as You are?
No.
I can't allow youTo be as great as I am.
Why?
My ego-head will be crippled.
```My Lord,
Will You allow meTo be as good as You are?
Certainly.
Do you know why,My child?
Why, my Lord?
Because,
If you become as good as I am,Then I will be able
To enjoy My retirement,Which I so desperately need.
```My Lord,
Do you enjoy itWhen I quarrel with You
Unnecessarily and foolishly?My child,
Let Me add —And unpardonably as well.
Am I correct,My son?
My Lord,
Perhaps You are.My Lord, tell me,
Why do You allow meTo indulge
In quarrelling with You?My child,
If I do not allow youTo empty
Your overflowing poison-ocean into Me,Then who will and who can?
```My Lord,
People say that I amExtremely beautiful.
Do You agree with them?No, never!
My Lord,
Why are You so cruel to me?Because you do not
Give any creditTo the Source.
Who is the Source
And what has the SourceDone for me?
I am the Source
And I tell you once and for all,The beauty that you have
Is a loan from Me.At any moment
I can compel youTo return it.
My child,I can never understand
How a beggar-borrowerCan ever be happy and proud.
```My Lord,
I wonder how You answerAll my questions
So easily and perfectly.My child,
Don't forget that I amA little bit older than you.
My Lord,
That means when I equalYou in age,
I shall be ableTo answer all Your questions.
No.
I shall always remainOlder than you.
```My Lord,
What shall I doWith my mind?
Do give me some advice.I do not want you
To live without a mind.Again, with a mind either.
```My Lord,
I am always afraid of You.Are You ever afraid of me?
Of course, of course.
I am always afraidOf your tearful eyes.
```My Lord,
What are You doing now?I am arguing with Myself.
My Lord,
What are You arguing about?My child,
I want to know for sureWhether I am a failure
Or you are a failure.Also, I want to know
If both of us are failures.My Lord,
You may be a failure,But I am not, never.
```My Lord,
They tell me thatWhen everything else fails,
Try prayers.My Lord,
Is it true?No, it is not.
When everything else fails,Start blaming Me.
My Lord, why?
Why?
Because My world-happiness-machineIs always out of order.
```My Lord,
If I give YouMy mind's precious hallucinations,
What will YouGive me in return?
My child,
I shall immediately give youMy Heart's spacious Reality.
```My Lord,
Do You want to know from meWhy I am so fond
Of my ego?I am so fond of my ego
Because my ego is the only thingThat I can always depend on.
It always claims me.Vice versa.
```My Lord,
Now that my mindIs in abysmal abyss,
What shall I do?Tell your mind
That there is only one direction left —Up.
```My Lord,
Please tell me if I am alive.My child,
Resurrect Me first. ```My Lord,
Even when I do notHave the right questions,
How do YouHave the right answers?
My child,
At least one of usHas to be right.
```My Lord,
When I do not allow YouTo be inside my heart,
Where do You go?My child,
No particular place.I become a homeless vagabond,
Plus a sonless Father. ```My Lord,
I forget so many things so often.Do You ever forget anything?
My child,
You are very rich,Specially in your mental world.
I am not as rich as you are.Therefore, you can afford to forget.
Poor as I am,I cannot afford to forget.
```My Lord,
I am so grateful to You,For You have given me so much.
My child,
I want to remain satisfiedWith your gratitude-heart.
Don't ask Me for anything more.Who knows?
This time I may disappoint you. ```My Lord,
How can I shut up my mouth?My child,
Just open up your heart.Your mouth will automatically
Be sealed. ```My Lord,
I have discovered happinessBy deceiving myself.
How have You discoveredYour happiness?
My child,
I have not yet discovered happiness.Perhaps you can teach Me.
Who knows, your way may beThe only way for Me to be happy.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,My child, you and I are in the same boat, Agni Press, 1991
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