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“AmaOdisha” wishes heartily to the whole world on the auspicious arrival of the long awaited New Year. The year 2012 has been much talked about by scientists, philosophers, mathematicians and astrologers for a long period of time. Many of us believe that the world is going to experience remarkable changes geographically, scientifically or spiritually in this year. Human race may experience some positive evolution in terms of enhanced consciousness in this year. In other words, there would be a beginning of a new era - an era in which the evolution in human consciousness would show him the path for transforming his manhood to a stage of super human as had been mentioned by the Great Yogi Sri Aurobindo. But who really can ever tell what is stored in the future! Yet, we humans, the nonpareil creation of the almighty would never get tired thinking positive for the future. Because we know, our soul carrying the human body would always be selecting the befitting eco until full consciousness is achieved. That eco would be magnificently transformed with every successive evolution of consciousness. Our earth would be attaining youth again and again with every change in the level of consciousness. 

Who brings about such transformation of consciousness? With every positive and creative activity made by man’s inquisitive mind, evolution is made. It is only the overpowering eagerness of man that transforms the level of consciousness to new heights and pushes forward life. Who can do such magic? Of course those who have desired for such evolution wholeheartedly and have sacrificed their individual comforting moments and other emotional desires and with love and devotion, have given all their labour and time for achieving the cherished condition. Its positive externality is in turn enjoyed by the humanity as a whole. This is how we have gained so much of experiences, right from the discovery of wheel to the super computers. Starting from the abysmal cosmos to the tiniest of cells, from mundane body to self realization, how wonderful inquisitive human mind’s journey is! Those humans, as the torch bearers for the humanity, lead the world towards a new marvelous world. This small creature bows down to those great humans with utmost devotion.

I am a very emotional creature. I laugh and cry with every little happening. Sometimes I get hurt for this quality in me. Yet I thank God for the very reason. Because I am emotional. I discover myself in the wondrous creation of writers; I don’t know how I remain in the flow of poetry; I dig up my subconscious on the abyss of the artists paintings; I don’t know how my being is lost in the sweet lyre of music; I hold all the changes in life like holding colourful butterflies and adorn them in my attire, and then my being is equaled with the solemnly adoring lap of nature. I am a wondering child amidst the flooding creation, sometimes covering myself under the shell of my emotions, questioning myself- why, what, how and when. I get depressed when I fail to get the answers. Who can really answer such absurd questions! Again, even if someone tries to help me finding the answers, it never satisfies my mind. But surprisingly I get my cherished answers. In some abstracted moments I discover my answer in a gorgeous line of a poet, in the theme of a story or in few words of a philosopher.

That answer happens to be a spotless white bird that removes all the ridged lines caused by worries from the face. Without any expectations, that white bird goes on distributing all its white. Everything of it is for others. That white bird airing messages of pervading conscious keeps me alive, whispering out the secrets of big achievements in tiniest parts of life. It sows the seeds of greatness in the ordinary. That whiteness makes vision clearer, hearing sharper and makes the disciples like me inclined towards consciousness. This is how I love to be a disciple of the white birds forever; love to accept all the wonders like very mundane things.

Begging to the wise and the brilliant, the bearers of white bird to drive the time to a different golden world where the humanity would be addressed as seekers of eternity and emotional disciples like me would be ever flowing towards the sea like enamoured rivers liberating out of the shell of questions made by emotions.


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