What Does It Matter

-

What does it matter, क्या फर्क पड़ता है, Qu'importe, શું વાંધો છે, Que importa, এটার মানে কি, அது என்ன விஷயம், काय फरक पडतो.

What does it matter to have money, fame, recognition. What matters is Creating. Creating for the sheer joy of creating and then sharing it.

क्या फर्क पड़ता  है about the number of followers you have or the numbers of likes, comments, and shares your posts are getting. It is the number who will be there when you are sick, or who will wipe a tear when you lose a dear one, who will remember you on your special occasion, or who will make a special effort to be there with you.

Qu'importe worrying about things that don't really matter. What matters is spending more time with people and activities that you truly love.

શું વાંધો છે when the past is over. Belief in carpe diem matters. In the given circumstances, is there love in your heart, are you a good person?

Que importa to be engaged in gross material pursuits. What matters is enjoying life by the littlest things, feeling the grass between toes, breathing fresh air, watching the wind sway the trees, enjoying the company of loved ones, a deep conversation, getting lost in a good book, going for a walk in nature, watching our children grow up. Just the feeling itself of being alive, the absolute amazing fact that we are here right now, breathing, thinking, doing.

এটার মানে কি to be a genius, to have material success. What matters is being able to greet with joy the day and the night, your life emitting a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs. Recognising all nature is your congratulation, the true harvest of daily life and indeed your greatest gain and value.

அது என்ன விஷயம் what we have; what matters is what we give away with love.

काय फरक पडतो who you are, what you do or think of what you have achieved; the tides of time will wash away your sandcastles. So there's no sense in reaching for some foolhardy notion of immortality. What matters is real work to be done with real people, right now.

What does it matter wondering "what if" and worrying over something you have no control. What's done is done. What matters is moving on.

क्या फर्क पड़ता  है  facing obstacles. They are a sign you're doing something you care about and that matters the most.

Qu'importe counting what is missing. What matters is counting all that's free: friendship, laughter, all the love heart can carry...and time.

এটার মানে কি how slowly you go; what matters is that you don't stop.

 શું વાંધો છે if life appears black and white or colourless. What matters is actually what you make of it, so how you look at it matters.

What does it matter if you lose everything or have acquired all that you desire. It is all temporary and it was never yours in the first place. What matters is being centered  at the source of abundance that gives everlasting contentment. 

Que importa not to be gifted or have any special talent. What matters is the one gift that trumps all other talents—being an excellent parent. If you can successfully raise a child in this day and age to have integrity then you have left a legacy that future generations will benefit from.

काय फरक पडतो to be defined by your beauty, success or money. What matters is humility as the cornerstone of character, by which God judges our truth worth, and wisdom is the door he opens when we use it.

શું વાંધો છે what the universe is giving us...or not. What we give the universe that matters.

What does it matter just  knowing what matters most to you. What matters is to be unwilling to compromise those priorities at almost any price.

The thoughts above are obviously not all my own. They been compiled from various sources and have put them in my own words. But what does it matter , it is the thoughts that matter.


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular Posts

Weekend Musings: What One Life Taught Me About Peace

-
Image
  Remembering Albert Schweitzer For reasons I cannot fully explain, Albert Schweitzer came back to me recently. My first encounter with him was in childhood, when I was barely ten or twelve. I remember a book — blue in colour — far beyond my reading ability at that age. I remember his photograph inside. I remember that it spoke of peace and of service to humanity. I understood neither in any meaningful way, yet something stayed. Perhaps children recognise sincerity before they understand ideas. Life moved on. Over five decades, his name would surface now and then — in passing references, in conversations, in lists of Nobel Peace Prize winners — but I never found the time, or perhaps the inner readiness, to go deeper. And yet, the impression never faded. Today, that unfinished encounter seems to ask for closure. Albert Schweitzer was many things: theologian, philosopher, musician, doctor. But what sets him apart is not achievement; it is choice. At a time when intellectual recognit...
Read more

Weekend Musings: The Leap of the Frog — A Moment in Haiku

-
Image
 An old silent pond— a frog jumps into the pond, splash! Silence again. This weekend’s Musings arose from an invitation to reflect on these lines by Matsuo Bashō. What began as an invitation soon turned into a gentle challenge, as it became clear that the poem invites many ways of seeing. It can even invite silence, as we honour the stillness of the pond. The image is simple, almost bare. A still pond. A sudden leap. A brief splash. And then silence again. Nothing is explained, nothing is concluded. What is offered is a moment, complete in itself. Yet, being a Musing, I must still arrive at my own reading. In these lines, Bashō draws us into a world where there is no past or future — both constructs of the mind, or the ego. He lives entirely moment to moment, in full awareness of it. The past becomes nothing more than memory, a storehouse of conditioning, biases, and habits. The future is merely the drama projected from that past. In such a state of awareness, action is no longer ...
Read more

Election Day Musing: My Keemti Vote

-
Image
Having just completed my duty, or shall we say my right, by casting my vote, a few observations and thoughts came to mind. The walk to the polling booth is something I take almost every few days, so I was not expecting anything eventful to happen. But I was in for a surprise. Unknown people were greeting me and smiling. One particular person, whom I had neither met nor seen before, actually called out my name and said, “Mahimkar saheb, 4 number lakshat theva.” I noticed regular shopkeepers and party workers standing in groups, and it was not difficult to guess their affiliations. Another thing I noticed was a white band across the road with “200 meters” written on it. Closer to the center, it read “100 meters”. When I had seen this a few days earlier, I had not known what it was for, but today it became clear. Strangely, I noticed one more thing—the streets were extra clean, as if one day’s clean roads would influence our decision! The center itself had standard security measures, and...
Read more