It’s all a Joke! || Acharya Prashant

The condom factory received 2,000 pics of babies, wonderful pics, lovely babies, and they were shown to the GM. And the GM asked, “What are these?” They said, “Customer complaints.” Those babies will never know that they are just situational customer complaints. Somebody slept on the job. The condoms were defective. From there came the babies. And the baby will say, “Look at me. I’m such a fine product of God.

I was dispatched straight from the heavens, sir. There was some leakage somewhere. Nothing more than that. That’s your entire existence. And you call yourself some kind of divine miracle embossed in dignity.

Your gender, the color of your skin, your ethnicity, your beliefs, everything is situational. You are about to tick something in your entrance exam paper last minute. some random fly comes and lands on your nose and instead of marking option D you mark option C. Well, please think how much your career is decided just by the rank that you get in a particular examination. There’s no need to give it too much respect.

There is no need to treat it as sacred because it is not sacred. Only the unchangeable is sacred. Only the uncaused is sacred. Random things are not to be taken as secret. What is random must be taken lightly. You don’t need to throw it away. You just need to take it like a joke.