Classroom
Called life
Have you ever wondered why? Why do you suffer Why did you suffer the way you did What was the point of it anyway What could possibly be attained by going through so much pain I have And I wondered why Why so much pain And anguish And suffering What could I possibly achieve by going through this lesson And that’s why I reached out of my comfort zone And tried to look for the answer to that Turns out We are all living in the world biggest classroom It’s a patshala Meaning we live and breathe and have our being there In ancient days in India Once a child attains a certain age He leaves home And enters a gurukul Where he resides with a guru Who teaches him everything From A to Z How to live by himself How to be useful to the guru And helpful to his peers Along with his math And science and archery And everything else he learns while he lives there He lives with the guru for a number of years At least 12 It’s where he matures And becomes a man A self-contained one Who doesn’t need to belong Or depend on anyone Only then he becomes eligible To seek out a bride And win her hand After demonstrating his ability to compete With men of similar caliber And win her attention Now where am I going with this Ah yes! Turns out We are also living in a classroom of similar proportion Except God is our guru now And He took over to teach us life’s lessons Since we got away with the gurukul for good And in this world greatest classroom called life We are learning what we should have learnt already In a gurukul type setting Only our gurukuls Or the schools we went to Focused only on the math and science And the social sciences But failed to teach us How to live our life successfully And that’s why we are now living day in and day out on therapy Doesn’t matter God has taken over And He lives He is a kind and compassionate God as well He is also wise After all! He is the creator The source for all things Life and beyond So let’s rest in this classroom Let go to Him As we would to a teacher Guru or mentor Trusting in his abilities To bring us out to the open In good standing And let us submit ourselves To the greatest guru of all times Who has a master plan For bringing out the best in us I won’t reveal his plan to you yet That’s for you to seek Find out And learn by yourself And I promise you It will be good! Just trust and let go You will do well! In Jesus name I say this Amen!
The piece feels like a person sitting with their own pain, turning it over slowly in their hands, trying to understand why life shaped them the way it did.
Every question carries the quiet tremor of someone who has suffered enough to start searching for meaning rather than escape.
The gurukul becomes a tender metaphor a reminder that we grow through difficulty, through guidance we didn’t choose, through lessons we never asked for.
There is a longing here for a teacher who can steady the heart when nothing makes sense.
Calling God the guru feels like reaching for a presence strong enough to hold the weight of unanswered questions.
The text mourns how we were taught facts but not how to live, how to love, how to endure, how to heal.
Therapy becomes the place where adults relearn the emotional lessons childhood never offered.
The voice feels both fragile and brave, comforting itself while trying to comfort anyone who has ever felt lost.
The invitation to “trust and let go” reads like someone whispering the reassurance they themselves need most.
In the end, the piece becomes a soft promise that even our hardest moments are shaping us into something whole.
Interesting! I actually think this system would be useful for today’s men (and women, to a lesser extent)