I am sick and tired.
Sick and tired of the advice, the so-called Meditation Gurus keep shoving in the faces of innocent people like you. They keep on repeating like well-trained parrots that meditation is a magical remedy for insomnia, depression, anxiety, or whatever it is that you’re going through.
I can suck it up, but things really go out of hand when:
They claim that meditation is for everyone.
Their shamelessness boils my blood…
(Arrgggh… how dare they?)
Can Meditation Give You Peace of Mind?
Meditation can give you peace of mind if, (and that’s a BIG damn if) you’re willing to risk your life for it.
Because you might lose your mind and go crazy in meditation, and that’s quite a risk, you’d agree.
‘But meditation is safe. All the meditation gurus say that. Don’t they?’
I know what they say, and that’s why I had to warn you before you burn your fingers.
So, do yourself a favour:
Put that “mindfulness” session on hold, grab a cup of coffee, put your mobile phone on ‘do-not-disturb’ mode, read this article, and then decide if meditation is really for you and if it’s worth putting your mind at risk.
You see, your mind is (kind of) similar to a pair of sunglasses.
Sunglasses protect your eyes from the harsh sun and lets you see the world without straining your eyes when its lenses are sparkling clean. But when the lenses get dirty, the world appears distorted, right?
What do you do in such a situation? Do you start wiping people’s faces or simply clean the lenses?
You know the answer.
Now, just like sunglasses, your mind also lets you experience the joys and sorrows of the world in their natural state. But when the “dust” of suppressed emotions settles over it, you start believing that something is wrong with the world. Confusion, frustration, and anguish seep in.
That’s exactly what happened to me.
It Hurt Like Hell, But Nobody Was There to Ask “How Much?”
I was born into a middle-class family.
Resources were scarce and eventually dried up. People were unfavourable, and circumstances horrible. Misfortune devastated my childhood and also the prime of my youth.
Long story short—I was fucked!
During this 20 years-long journey of misery and suffering, my mind and body were in terrible shape. I did not get proper attention and love—I was skinny, frail, and prone to sicknesses.
The overwhelm turned into depression.
I had no close friend or relative to share my joys and sorrows. Even talking to my parents was not possible because they were already facing hard times, and I didn’t want to add insult to the injury.
So, I decided to keep my lips sealed. And that cost me like hell.
Imagine a pressure-cooker sitting on a high flame, the fire making the cooker go crazy with heat, the pressure building inside, the steam going berserk to get the hell out…, and then suddenly somebody putting a rock on the steam outlet.
What do you think will happen? The cooker will explode into pieces, right?
My mind could have exploded in a jiffy, just like that. I was planning to end my life, but then, I got lucky… the Universe introduced me to Meditation.
I had been sitting in meditation since childhood but never took it seriously. But now, it was a question of saving my mind from exploding. And so, I started experimenting with intensive meditation techniques.
In fact, I am alive only because of meditation.
So, here I am, telling you meditation saved my life and warning you not to meditate. Weird, eh?
Can Anyone Meditate?
Yes, but the question is, should you?
What if meditation is not for you? What then?
The so-called gurus and experts claim that meditation works for everyone. Just meditate for 10 minutes in the morning, and you’re all set. That’s the “RDA” of meditation, right?
Well, there’s bad news (actually there are two).
Meditation is not easy.
It is not a quick fix.
It’s so damn important I’d repeat it:
Meditation is not easy, and it is not a quick fix.
Meditation is a process of opening a can full of worms. So, don’t take meditation seriously unless you’re ready to face your demons.
Am I challenging the widespread belief that one should meditate daily?
Yes, here’s why:
Nasty Cobwebs, Filthy Clutter…and the Urge to Puke
A typical household has three kinds of rooms—a living room, bedroom, and others.
Ever noticed the difference between your bedroom and the drawing room?
You keep the drawing-room in pretty good shape:
The sofas should be clean, the table should sparkle, and the curtains must be dust-free. The drawing room is for entertaining guests, and you want to make a good first impression, correct? The bedroom, though, is not that important to you.
And it’s understandable.
The guests rarely enter your bedroom, and so it can stay a little shabby, and what the hell, even a little dirt on the floor, won’t hurt, right?
And then we have another one… the most neglected of them all…
It’s the perfect place to hide things—objects you don’t want others to see. It is usually full of junk all year round except the festive season. When Diwali is around, you give the storeroom a thorough cleaning.
Can you recall the uninviting sight it presents, and how annoyingly difficult it is to breathe in there? You feel like puking. Your head starts spinning, and you wonder where the hell you should start?
Your mind is also like a storeroom. Whatever you did not want others (or yourself) to see, you hide it there. You wanted to impress the people with your smile and jolly good nature, and so you flaunted it.
(In the drawing-room, of course.)
And what about the sadness, the depression, the anxiety? Well, you dumped them in the dark corners of your mind (and still do). So, the repressed emotions are waiting for you to release them—for years, or maybe for lives.
Your Eyeballs Will Pop Out, You’ll Suffocate Like a Fish, And Die… If You’re Allowed to Breathe for Only 10 Minutes, Right?
I’d be crazy to ask you to breathe for only 10 minutes each day, don’t you think? I mean, can you breathe for a couple of minutes every morning and then forget about it?
No, you must breathe 24 hours days, even when you’re asleep.
And that is exactly the loophole in the “expert theory” that meditating for 10 minutes a day is sufficient. No, it’s not.
Meditation is not an act that you can ‘do,’ but instead, it’s a state of being.
I’ll not get into details, but meditation simply means “watching.” You stay alert and watch your thoughts, feelings, and emotions. The deeper your watching, the better.
Meditation Has a Dark Side
And even then, there’s no guarantee that meditation will give you peace of mind. Heck, it could be dangerous if you take it lightly. A guy (one of my classmates) took meditation for granted, and see what happened:
‘Avdhesh, you ruined my life.’
‘What? How did I ruin your life?’
‘You shouldn’t have got me into this meditation thing. Things went so wrong that I couldn’t focus on my career, and now I am all spaced out. The only thing I have is confusion. And it’s all your fault.’
Yes, I introduced him to meditation, but not like I put a gun to his head, “Come on, you motherfucka, start meditating, or I’ll blow your brains out.”
No, I didn’t.
In fact, he attended a lot of meditation camps on its own (without me having a clue) and then stopped abruptly.
Now, imagine you’re stuck in a horrible traffic-jam for the past 2 hours, but that’s not the worst part. The worst part is you’re dying to take a piss, but there’s no way you can—at least not right now. The pressure in your bladder is killing you. And then you notice “Public Convenience”… just meters away.
You pull over and rush to the urinal to relieve yourself—Ahh…, it feels orgasmic—the flow is consistent, like a river flowing down a mountain.
Now, try stopping in between the ritual—don’t let your bladder empty itself. STOP, right fucking now. See!? You can’t even imagine it without feeling uneasy.
That’s what this guy did. He stopped in the middle. And now, he’s screwed for the rest of his life.
Why this silly analogy?
To warn you that if you stopped meditating abruptly, you’d be screwed—just like him.
So, be clear why you want to get into meditation, and also if you’ll go all the way till the end. Agony or Ecstasy. Bliss or Frustration. Only you’ll be responsible for whatever happens.
Why Meditation is Not for You
Do you have the guts to put every damn thing at risk to experience peace of mind? Because you will have to pass through hell before you can get even a glimpse of heaven.
Only (a little crazy) people willing to stake their lives should consider going into deep meditation.
Don’t want to? Perfectly alright. It’s your life, and you have the right to live it the way you want.
But, be clear about it.
Because once you’re in, there’s no turning back!