This book was not written. It happened.

During the years 1990 - 1999, I went through some intense inner experiences which culminated in the death of my father in December 1998.

Although the experiences were disorienting, there was a strange pattern in the manner in which events unfolded in my life. This assuaged my fears of any psychological anomaly and made me realize that I was undergoing a certain transformation.

Not that I really understood what was happening, but I had an intuitive awareness that nothing was wrong with me and whatever was happening, although unexplained, was normal. I had a reassuring faith that I would eventually understand and this is confirmed now.

My father had the habit of writing a daily record in pocket diaries, and somehow I picked up this habit, only I was keen to write thoughts that occurred in sporadic bursts of inspiration while my father, among other things mostly family, transcribed the slow rise in the price of potatoes and onions.

When I compiled my story in around 2000, the story seemed to have acquired a shape of its own. I did nothing to publish my work except to host a website in which the contents were displayed but I had a feeling that its time had not yet come. Indeed, there were very few who actually read it, notwithstanding my own family members who did not think much about it either.

By that time I was reading thoughts that were similar to mine on the Internet and they seemed to echo the same tone. It was the MANNER in which the words were written that I realized it was something called "channeling."

Fortunately, I never felt that there was some being external to my consciousness who was putting the words into my head. There was a certain clarity in the observations that made it feel very real, right here and now, so to say.

Many of the passages were downright funny and I spent many hours laughing till my belly ached, while the outside world was painfully turbulent.

Artistic endeavor is a strange exercise. In the case of something divine, one cannot be sure how it is going to be interpreted. The artist or the poet is witness to a process that takes place within. The perfection of the tools is the next challenge. Finally, the work of art / labor of love presents itself beyond a certain measure of doubt as agreed upon by the collective consciousness.

Yes, this work is autobiographical but the art in it lends itself to imagination. This is not simply an accurate depiction of what is but also an exploration of what could be. There is a natural process that cannot be transcended, just as our bodies require a steady flow of energy in terms of nutrition, air and emotional balance.

There is a certain principle being activated in the consciousness of human beings on this Earth now. Something Divine can only be understood in the light of this awakening principle.

This principle can best be described as the consciousness of harmony. Most of the problems in the world are caused by a preponderance of a dualistic framework where things are seen to be either black or white. This is amplified by the fact that mankind is decidedly divided into male and female, although children, the autistic and the gay can be categorized as the significant "third."

It is this "third" that is being activated in our consciousness and hence, Something Divine is simply the balanced equation of positive and negative, east and west, male and female, right and left, etc.

It is also obvious that when this essential harmony of radical opposites is lacking, there is an immediate conflict which applies equally to an individual, a society or a nation and obstructs the perception of Something Divine. I was fortunate as I was born and brought up in East Khasi Hills - the land of the oldest surviving matriarchal society in India, balanced by the patriarchal tradition at home.

Something Divine is the slowly growing awareness of the third. It is the New Balance. It can only be approached with a view to expand the consciousness, just like exploring an unknown territory which suddenly seems very exciting.

The most fascinating thing about Something Divine is its wonderful mystery. Even today, after more than a decade of the random scribbling in odd notebooks, I uncover a hidden meaning in a stray sentence.

Likewise, may this book be a clue for You in your journey to the incredible discovery of Something Divine.

Author's Note : It is better to read this book in bits and pieces.. read, pause, reflect, absorb and come back again. Although written in the first person, it may well contain a part of your journey. For me, it has been like a catharsis, and re-assessing the belief system that creates our reality. Ultimately, it is about challenging the very concept of the Self. Is there a separate self that we can truly claim to be our own? Towards the end, you will receive a clue.. and if you have asked the question.. "Who am I?".. then the clue may prove to be very valuable indeed!

The quotes at the beginning of the chapters are taken from my father's GUPTA'S POCKET DIARY, purchased from R.B.STORES, Shillong, INDIA.

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