Good enough

Sometimes, I think about myself. I know I exist. I don’t need Ram Jethmalani or a battery of lawyers to prove my case for me. But two thousand years from now there is going to be far less evidence that I ever passed this way than there is for some men like Swami Vivekananda or his mentor Ramakrishna. Two thousand years from now the words I am scribbling over this word pad will have been deleted by some unknown archivist somewhere. My gravestone will have been eroded by time. My birth certificate will have been cast into some catacomb, never more to be seen. I will not be revered as either a great thinker or conqueror. I will not have left great ideas that may bring a significant change in this mundane world. But, I am confident that two thousand years from now, if the world as we know it still exists, he, Swami Vivekananda, will still be revered and worshipped. As far as I’m concerned that’s good enough.