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Sunday, September 6, 2026
The realization of life and mini death in sleep
The Realization of Life and Mini Death in Sleep
Yesterday morning, I woke from a dream. In it, I was searching for something I wanted very dearly to give to my mom, and I was putting in every effort to find it. When I finally saw it, I felt compelled to do everything in my power to get it.
The dream took me to a very new place that I had never seen before, yet it seemed very familiar. It was a shabby place I had never been to. I had never met the person who had it, yet it felt like I knew him all along. The item wasn't for sale, but when he saw how much I wanted it, he agreed to sell it. I gave him a large check for a small thing that held sentimental value for us, grabbed what I needed as he went inside, and said, "Take whatever you want." I saw myself picking it up and taking it back.
But part of me realized, even within the dream, that I was only seeing and imagining this — that it wasn't actually happening. The struggles, the effort, everything I gave up to get that thing, even the sense of gain or loss, none of it was real. It was only a dream, a cloud passing through the mind. The moment the sky cleared, it all went away.
That's when it struck me: sleep is a kind of mini death. When we're not "alive" in the waking sense, we're still conscious, and that consciousness is aware of everything around it — aware of its connections, aware of its karmas. But it also realizes it has no physical body to actually act on any of it.
Something that had been breathing, hearing, listening, and understanding all along suddenly became something I could truly absorb: maybe we take birth, and take on a human body, precisely to perform — to clear old karmas, create new ones, and feel the satisfaction that comes from doing.
The Desire and the Doing
Think about it: when we desire something deeply and work hard toward it, once it's done, we feel good, accomplished. There's a sense of "okay, this is done, now what?" Nothing more is stirring. We feel calm.
It seems like this calmness, this stillness, is what we're actually chasing. Like water that is perfectly still, reflecting the sky, the trees, ourselves, with total clarity — not turbulent, something we can see into — or like a clear sky with all the clouds gone: pure, clear blue. That clarity might be the greatest teacher of all.
Wearing Different Bodies
Maybe there's a consciousness that keeps arriving, again and again, wearing different bodies the way we wear different clothes. Changing clothes doesn't change who we are; we might look good in one outfit, less so in another, elegant in one, plain in the next, but the change is only external. It can affect how we feel, act, and behave, but the inner consciousness and awareness underneath remain the same.
So maybe we "wear" this life and this body to do what we need to do. But the consciousness itself is probably always there, never really gone. What disappears is the material body: this particular body, this particular mind, may never come around again. But something similar might — the same basic design: a face, eyes, a nose, two ears, a mouth, two hands, two legs, and the internal organs that let it all function.
What We Accumulate
The death of the material body, if it's real, teaches the biggest lesson: what are we actually accumulating? The body exists only so we can do — to perform the karma we're meant to perform, the karma that satisfies us. But in the end, there's nothing we carry forward except what we did and how we used what was given to us.
We accumulate everything from Mother Earth. We start as one cell. We grow, pulling in minerals, vitamins, calcium, building blood and proteins, slowly growing from a single cell into a baby, and then into a full-grown adult. What are we doing this whole time? Accumulating — building the hands, the legs, the organs, the senses, so we can function at full capacity.
So does that mean the people we've lost are still around us somewhere, still present in that consciousness? It's an intriguing question with no clear answer. But that dream made me feel like maybe, yes. Maybe there are things we simply cannot do without a physical body, and that's why we come back.
Karma as Energy
Which raises the next question: why do we need karma at all? Why do we need a physical body for it? Also an intriguing question without a clean answer, but it seems like energy carries its own deviations and waves, and it needs some kind of resolution to settle and calm down. Maybe the process is really about finding our own self, and finding what can calm those waves and make them stable.
Think of it like a loan. If we borrow from someone and don't pay it back, it lingers in our mind — it doesn't let us rest, even if we tell ourselves we don't really need to repay it. Marketing runs on the same principle: give someone a free token, and they feel obligated to return the favor by buying the product. So many small, everyday moments show us how the mind feels compelled to act, to repay a debt of some kind. That, at its core, is karma — a basic principle that seems to operate at every energy level.
Waking Up
When I woke up, everything from the dream was gone. But what stayed with me was this: I need this body to do the things that will actually satisfy me and the people around me, the ones I have entanglements with, one way or another.
And whatever happens, just observe it. Be a mere observer, and let things flow. Stay kind. Stay thankful. Don't hurt anyone. Move through our own process as well as we can.
Regret, revenge, and remorse are our enemies. So is guilt. Think of ourselves as mere spectators. We don't need to take things into our own hands. Whatever someone else does, good or bad, is their responsibility. If someone wrongs us, it isn't our job to fix that — they will have to reckon with it themselves. Everyone is responsible for their own actions, and so are we.
To keep this mind happy, which is entirely within our control, the choice is simple: don't give space to unpleasant thoughts. Try to stay blissful, whatever the circumstance. Do everything within our capacity, because that is exactly why we took on this life as a human being. And listen to the inner voice that tells us where our true peace and happiness live — don't let it get clouded over by the noise of our own thoughts.
Let's use this material body to gain immaterial experiences and invaluable calm.
Dr. Jaya Sonkar, MD, MPH
9.6.2026
© Copyright 2026 Dr. Jaya Sonkar, MD, MPH. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, April 7, 2026
Ye Suraj Ye Chand Sitare
Man Ki Ankhon Se Dekho
Tum Kya Mile
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
तेरा मेरा साथ है बड़ा सुहाना
लगता है कोई रिश्ता पुराना
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
सा रे गा रे ग, रे गा मा गा मा, गा मा पा मा पा पा मा गा रे सा नि धा पा
सा रे गा रे गा, रे गा मा गा मा, गा मा पा मा पा पा मा गा रे सा नि धा पा
सा रे गा मा, रे गा मा पा, गा मा पा धा, मा पा धा नि, साआआआआ
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
मेरे मन का हाल सुनो पिया
तुम जानो मेरे मन की बात
कब मन रूठा
कब मन खेला
जानो तुम कब दिन है या रात
तेरे संग संग पूरी है हयात
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
चाँद से रोशन चाँदनी हुई
तेरा मेरा साथ है
बड़ा सुहाना
लगता है कोई
रिश्ता पुराना
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
सूरज हो या चाँद सितारे सब फीके हैं आगे तुम्हारे
सब जग देखा दुनिया देखी तुम ही सबसे न्यारे प्यारे
तुम ही सब से न्यारे प्यारे
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
तारों की बारात झिलमिल कर गई
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
तेरा मेरा साथ है बड़ा सुहाना
लगता है कोई रिश्ता पुराना
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
तुम क्या मिले दुनिया मिल गई
बाग़ में देखो कलियाँ खिल गईं
©️ Copyright 2025. All Rights Reserved. Dr. Jaya Sonkar MD MPH
Friday, March 20, 2026
Dekho Tum Kuch Mat Kehna
Dekho Tum Kuch Mat Kehna
Chup Rehna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho Jhooth Na Kehna
Gappein Mat Hankna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein Humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho Tum Kuch Mat Kehna
Chhote Chhote Haath hain mere
Chhote Chhote Paanv Hain
Phoole Phoole Gaal Hain Mere
Mamta Ki Chhaanv Mein
Chhote Chhote Haath hain mere
Chhote Chhote Paanv Hain
Phoole Phoole Gaal Hain Mere
Mamta Ki Chhaanv Mein
Dekho tum zid mat karna
Chup rehna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein Humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho tum rona mat
Chup Rehna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein Humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho Tum Kuch Mat Kehna
Sorry bolo Bhaiya Tum
Jo Tang Kiya Tumne
Chhoti Behna ke nanhe se
Man ko Chheda Tumne
Sorry bolo Bhaiya Tum
Jo Tang Kiya Tumne
Chhoti Behna ke nanhe se
Man ko Chheda Tumne
Dekho behna, maan liya
Ab Chup Rehna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein Humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Ye Tesu se phool gal pe
Na Barsana
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein Humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho Tum Kuch Mat Kehna
Chup Rehna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho Jhooth Na Kehna
Gappein Mat Hankna
Warna Honululu Mein
Baarish Ho Jayegi
Mummy Daantnein Humein
Phir Se Aa Jayengi
Dekho Tum Kuch Mat Kehna
Jaya Sonkar MD MPH
3.20.2026
देखो तुम कुछ मत कहना
देखो तुम कुछ मत कहना
चुप रहना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो झूठ ना कहना
गप्पें मत हाँकना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो तुम कुछ मत कहना
छोटे छोटे हाथ हैं मेरे
छोटे छोटे पाँव हैं
फूले फूले गाल हैं मेरे
ममता की छाँव में
छोटे छोटे हाथ हैं मेरे
छोटे छोटे पाँव हैं
फूले फूले गाल हैं मेरे
ममता की छाँव में
देखो तुम ज़िद मत करना
चुप रहना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो तुम रोना मत
चुप रहना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो तुम कुछ मत कहना
सॉरी बोलो भैया तुम
जो तंग किया तुमने
छोटी बहना के नन्हे से
मन को छेड़ा तुमने
सॉरी बोलो भैया तुम
जो तंग किया तुमने
छोटी बहना के नन्हे से
मन को छेड़ा तुमने
देखो बहना, मान लिया
अब चुप रहना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
ये टेसू से फूल गाल पे
ना बरसाना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो तुम कुछ मत कहना
चुप रहना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो झूठ ना कहना
गप्पें मत हाँकना
वरना होनुलुलु में
बारिश हो जाएगी
मम्मी डाँटने हमें
फिर से आ जाएँगी
देखो तुम कुछ मत कहना
Jaya Sonkar MD MPH
3.20.2026
Literal English Translation
Look, don’t say anything
Stay quiet
Otherwise in Honolulu
It will start raining
Mom will come
To scold us again
Don’t tell lies
Don’t make up stories
Otherwise in Honolulu
It will start raining
Mom will come
To scold us again
Look, don’t say anything
My hands are small
My feet are small
My cheeks are soft and full
In the shade of mother’s love
My hands are small
My feet are small
My cheeks are soft and full
In the shade of mother’s love
Don’t be stubborn
Stay quiet
Otherwise in Honolulu
It will start raining
Mom will come
To scold us again
Don’t cry
Stay quiet
Otherwise in Honolulu
It will start raining
Mom will come
To scold us again
Say sorry, brother
For troubling
You teased the little heart
Of your younger sister
Say sorry, brother
For troubling
You teased the little heart
Of your younger sister
Okay sister, I agree
Now stay quiet
Otherwise in Honolulu
It will start raining
Mom will come
To scold us again
Don’t throw tesu flowers
On my cheeks
Otherwise in Honolulu
It will start raining
Mom will come
To scold us again
Poetic / Song-style English Version
Hush now, don’t you say a word
Stay so quiet, haven’t you heard?
Or in Honolulu skies so wide
Rain will fall we cannot hide
Mom will come and scold us too
What are we supposed to do?
Don’t tell tales or silly lies
No big stories, no disguise
Or in far-off Honolulu
Clouds will gather just for you
And mom will come again, you’ll see
With her stern look chasing me!
Tiny hands and tiny feet
Rosy cheeks so soft and sweet
In our mother’s gentle shade
All our little dreams are made
Don’t you cry now, don’t you fight
Let’s just keep our voices light
Or the rain will start again
Falling far away, my friend
Say you’re sorry, brother dear
You made sister shed a tear
Touched her little heart so small
Now just hug and end it all
Alright sister, I agree
I’ll be good, just wait and see
Let’s stay quiet, me and you
Or the rain will start anew
Jaya Sonkar MD MPH
3.20.2026
Copyright 2026. All Rights Reserved. Dr. Jaya Sonkar MD MPH