A profound Truth revealed by the “Pitter Patter Raindrops”

Just as the raindrops came chattering down the rooftops as the song “pitter patter raindrops” goes, Pitter told Patter, “Hey Patter, it’s our journey to the ocean. It’s a long way and it’s simply impossible for me to reach there alone. Why don’t we join hands?”

Patter replied happily, “Oh that’s a great idea. Let’s call Putter and Potter too.”

And they all gathered to form a trickle of water.

Many such trickles bonded to make a stream

Many such streams congregated to form mighty rivers.

Many such rivers found their way into the ocean.

Finally all the raindrops together achieved their goals.

Now comes the Truth.

Only some raindrops are lucky to fall straight into the ocean. Most may fall on hills or plains. And then the journey starts.

The raindrop joining the ocean is man’s journey of life from birth to death. Man by nature is companionable. Like the raindrops, man meets people, builds relationships, carries memories, and struggles in the path.

A single person may or may not be able to make it to the Lord. But when all of us get together, joining hands with each other on the path, we can surely achieve it. By joint efforts we can more easily cross the ocean of life, than by rowing all alone.

As Alfred Tennyson says in his poem, “The Brook”

“I chatter, chatter, as I flow

To join the brimming river,

For men may come and men may go,

But I go on forever.”

Just as the raindrops merged into the ocean, on merger with the Lord, the individual identity is lost. 

Its only the Higher Self that remains forever.