Rid Tanha

Being idle for such lengthy time, I've learnt to deal with gaining or losing to expectations.

Whether this job opportunity comes through or not, it doesn't matter much. At least I'm not affected devastatingly. For instance, whenever my application is rejected, my blood pressure spikes (at least it feels like so).

Rid tanha, rid tanha, rid tanha.

Rid the tanha in becoming and unbecoming.

Let it slither off like mud on the root of a lotus.

Or like winds on an unshakable mountain.

Gotta relax. And focus. Clear mind. One step. Don't fall.

Another step.