Life is a Mirage

"Life is a mirage. It comes from no visible rain; it falls into no recognizable sea.

There was a man once who was pestered by a host of relatives while he was dying. Parents, wife, children, brothers, sisters all surrounded his bedside during his last moments and wailed. They asked him, "What is to happen to us?"

The dying man lifted his head a little from his pillow and asked in return, "What is to happen to me? I am now more interested in that problem than being worried about what is to happen to you."

Well, it is better that everyone asks that question even now and equips himself with the answer rather than wait until it is too late.

"What am I for? "What ought I to do?" These questions you must pursue and arrive at the answers."

~ Baba ~

(Sadhana - The Inward Path)