This book looks at the worries, struggles and travails of the common man. It is largely based on author's experiences, both personal and professional. The author has tried to show how most people make themselves miserable for no valid reason.
We all hanker after happiness. We somehow convince ourselves that happiness lies in obtaining wealth, worldly success, etc. In our pursuit of material ends we forget the true purpose of life. This is why as per the author most people suffer from depression, a sense of frustration, restlessness, etc.
According to the author, the key to happiness lies in acquiring the ability to look into our innermost self and to grasp that there is more to man than meets the eye.
The basic message of this book is that man must learn to look beyond this world while very much living within it.
The author Amb. Dr. Prakash V. Joshi was born in 1948 in Kolhapur, Maharashtra. After graduating with high honors from the Institute of Science, Bombay, he went to Cambridge where he did Tripos in Mathematics. He was recepient of the Tata scholarship. He joined the Indian Foreign Service in 1972. He has served with distinction in India and abroad. He was in Guyana from 1998 to 2002 where he was posted as India's High Commissioner.
He was awarded doctorate by the JNU in 1990 in the field of International Studies. Dr. Joshi is keenly interested in comparative study of religions, Hindu metaphysics and spiritualism. His other publications include: Saga of Hinduism (Volume I and II), and Vedanta to Modern science. An accomplished speaker Dr. Joshi has given several talks on spiritual themes.
He delivered a weekly discourse on the Gita on the TV while in Guyana.
It gives me great pleasure to place this book comprising a collection of articles and poems written by me during the last few months before the readers. As its title 'My life, My philosophy' indicates this book attempts to set forth my philosophy and outlook towards life; it portrays my aspirations, my doubts, my turmoil. I am sure many people especially the middle-aged ones will readily share my thoughts.
Last few months were undoubtedly the most turbulent and unsettling period of my life. I faced many problems, both in my professional as well as personal life. It is not for me to say to what extent these problems arose due to my own deficiencies and shortcomings. This I leave to the judgement of posterity.
But what is important and what has a direct bearing on this book is the fact that I underwent what can truly be called a crisis during the days and months which preceded. This was the period during which all the assumptions to which I had merrily clung earlier collapsed.
I had naively assumed, no doubt like many others, that things will always continue in the same way. One is sure that there will always be a job; that there will forever be somebody to look after and care for oneself.
But one fine morning one discovers that things can turn out far different than what one imagined them to be. This is what made me contemplate about the enigma of life and the purpose of my own existence. I began to ask myself: what is it I want? I saw for myself that money and prestige bring no happiness. Naturally, I began to enquire as to what motivates a human being, what attracts him and what repels him, as he goes through life impelled by conflicting desires and passions.
As one grows into middle age death no longer appears a distant prospect, this especially happens after one loses one's parents. What had remained for most of one's life something which happened only to others suddenly turns out to be something which could very well strike oneself too. One realizes that one's savings, the so-called prestige and respect one has enjoyed, will mean nothing in the other world. This naturally makes one more introspective. One starts wondering as to why there is so much pettiness, so much jealousy, why is there so much discord between family members, why are husbands so jealous of their wives and vice-versa.
As one starts thinking deeply over these themes, slowly a realization begins to dawn over oneself that all this is truly a multi-faceted drama whose neither the beginning nor the end anybody knows. One is helpless. One is both a spectator as well as an actor in it. To watch this drama as a dispassionate spectator is perhaps easy But it is far more difficult to decide what role one should play as an actor. This is because nobody knows the script of this eternal drama. Perhaps even God continuously keeps on modifying it. Moreover, one is far from free to act as one chooses. There are so many constraints on one's actions. But within all these limitations one has some freedom too.
Perhaps the query as to how one should conduct oneself can be answered by turning to Gita: 'Do your duty dispassionately. But this is more easily said than done. What is one's duty? How does one reconcile one's duty to others with one's duty to oneself? Can one look after one's bodily comforts without being haunted by the thought that one is being self-centred? All these questions defy an easy answer.
All this again reinforces one's search for the meaning of life, for its purpose. As one meditates, one slowly begins to realize, though hazily and fleetingly, that there is indeed some Reality, some Truth, which transcends our world.
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