What You're Missing
I want all my mates to experience it. It is better when you read this in night time or alone.
It’s about self-satisfaction, calmness, and connecting with your natural self—something only nature or the deep universe can offer.
There are moments not created by humans, but by nature itself.
Every day, we’re surrounded by traffic, light pollution, noise, dirty air, social media, and endless, meaningless routines.
All of it corrupts your mind and hides your pure self.
Most of us aren’t even sure who we really are anymore.
Even when we ask what should I do?, we look at others to find an answer.
But I want you to experience a connection—with nature, your true mother.
Let your soul, mind, and body align with Mother Nature and Father Universe.
Go. Talk to the Universe—not with words, but with feelings.
And if you truly feel, the Universe will respond—not through speech, but through emotion, through healing..
Why we always seek for love from just other person, when nature and the entire universe are ready to love you? Give them your time—spend moments with the wind, the stars, the sky, beautiful night and let them fill your soul.
Wake up at midnight. Step out into the quiet of a village night—where nature still breathes untouched.
Walk to the rooftop or a wide-open field, far from noise, far from people—where no one comes into view, and the land stretches vast and free.
Mountains stand still in the distance, silhouetted beneath a sky painted in deep blue.
Above you, a million stars flicker softly, and the moon glows like a gentle guardian.
(Optional: turn on Interstellar—let it echo through the silence.)
Feel the cold night breeze brushing over the fields, whispering through the tall grass and dancing trees.
The leaves rustle softly, slipping from branches like dreams falling in slow motion.
There’s no artificial light, no sound of machines—only nature in her raw, pure form.
Let the breeze pass not just through your body, but into your soul—
as if the moonlight itself has woven some silent magic into the air.
Now close your eyes, just for a second, and start to feel... truly feel.
Let the gentle wind stir something deep inside—
a sensation not of skin, but of spirit.
Open your eyes again and gaze into the endless deep blue space above.
Try to connect—not with thoughts, but with feelings.
Let your emotions speak to the universe.
Feel its cool, invisible magic flowing through you,
touching every atom, every cell, every breath.
Make eye contact with the stars.
Notice how they begin to move something in your mind—
a quiet, beautiful chaos that calms you.
You are alone, but not lonely.
You are small, but infinite.
Let this moment heal you.
Let it remind you of your truest self.
This makes you feel real - It pulls you out of the noise and into truth—
the truth of the universe, the truth of yourself.
You realize: I am alone.
But this aloneness doesn’t make you weak.
It makes you strong.
It makes you real.
In that vast, silent moment, you begin to see—
everyone else, everything else… it starts to feel like a myth,
a passing delusion.
The roles you play, the routines you follow, the noise of the day—
none of it is real.
But when you're alone, under that endless sky,
and nothing stands between you and the universe—
that is real.
That is you, stripped of illusion.
And it’s in that sacred silence where you truly begin to exist.
At the core, there’s a quiet truth—
We are all the same.
Strip away the layers, the names, the faces, the stories—
and you’ll find the same light burning in every soul.
That is the true self—the real essence.
Nature gives us masks: identities, appearances, roles to play.
Sometimes we create our own masks too,
to protect, to hide, to belong.
But beneath all of that… we are one.
Not separate. Not strangers.
One deep ocean wearing many waves.
You can call it the ultimate self,
or the god within,
or say there is no god at all—just this pure, eternal essence.
That, in itself, is divinity—Paramtatva.
We are not looking for something outside us.
We are rediscovering what we’ve always been.
I can’t fully explain how it feels.
Words fall short—
this is something you can only feel.
Since coming here,
this is the only thing I truly miss—
that moment, that silence, that connection.
If you ever get the chance…
live it.
Step under the open sky.
Let the cool, mild wind brush against you.
Look up—at the stars, the moon, the vast space above.
Feel the breeze not just on your skin,
but deep within your being.
That feeling…
is not just peace.
It’s a kind of remembering—
of who you are.