Learning –an obstruction for free expression?
memory filled with cliches, hackneyed, phrases, idioms, giving an inadvertant impression that i am a learned fellow ,well read, fluent, stylish
i am just flabbergasted to see this phenomenon happening, and it is as if i am writing by habit , not originally
all my knowing has become a cage imprisonig my real being aspiring to be innovative to discover and present a new world to the readers
how i wish i can be as orignal as i want to be!
extending the thought that our exposure to things around, people we come across, experiences we undergo ——-all leave their impressions, cluttering our being, making us behave as a trained monkey under the control of his master.
moment to moment we must watch and safeguard our original perfect nature from all tendencies–like how his father kept rishyashringa, isolated from all
and preserved his life to grow in to a chaste rishi who commanded the rains to shower in the kingdom