So Infatuation is something that deludes us in our life & in such a state we get attached to some person or our family badly. Due to such Infatuation to our family, our mind always wanders about that only & forgets other important things in life. Same applies to other material things like your home, your car, money etc. etc. So if your mind is attached to these things greatly, then also you are infatuated with these things & again are forgetting other important things in life. The most important thing that we forget when we get Infatuated is God. We always remain involved with our family & do not think of God anytime. When we think of God & work for God in this life, then only our next life becomes beautiful, otherwise an infatuated person goes into lower wombs only in the next births. Below is an interesting story regarding that only.
Once there were two great friends. One of them was a monk who lived in a monastery while his friend was a family man who was deeply attached (in fact Infatuated) to his wife & children. Then in the course of time, they died within a few months of one another. Monk got reborn in the heaven realms, while his friend got reborn as a worm in a dung pile. The Monk up in the heaven realms was having a wonderful time, enjoying all the heavenly pleasures. But he started thinking about his friend, "I wonder where my old friend has gone?" So he scanned all of the heaven realms, but could not find a trace of his friend. Then he scanned the realm of human beings, but he could not see any trace of his friend there, so he looked in the realm of animals and then of insects. Finally he found him, reborn as a worm in a dung pile... Wow! He thought: "I am going to help my friend. I am going to go down there to that dung pile and take him up to the heavenly realm so he too can enjoy the heavenly pleasures and bliss of living in these wonderful realms."
So he went down to the dung pile and called his friend. And the little worm wriggled out and said: "Who are you?", "I am your friend. We used to be together in a past life, and I have come up to take you to the heaven realms where life is wonderful and blissful." But the worm said: "Go away, get lost!" "But I am your friend, and I live in the heaven realms," and he described the heaven realms to him. But the worm said: "No thank you, I am quite happy here in my dung pile. Please go away." Then the heavenly being thought: "Well if I could only just grab hold of him and take him up to the heaven realms, he could see for himself." So he grabbed hold of the worm and started tugging at him; and the harder he tugged, the harder that worm clung to his pile of dung.
Do you get the moral of the story? How many of us are attached to our pile of dung?
In fact most of us are deeply involved with our family only & do not care much about God. We do not pray to God, think of God or chant his name or His Glories. Thinking of God & praying Him only can make your this & next lives beautiful. We day in day out are feeding our family & forgetting the God. Pl. remember that all relatives of yours are yours, till the time you are in this physical body. At the death of the physical body all relations too die with the body. Nothing of this World is Yours FOREVER, neither property, nor relatives. All these seem to be yours, only once you are in this physical body.
So we should not attach our mind greatly to any material thing or human being as one day we shall have to leave these or these shall go away from us someday or the other. On that day, if you have a great attachment to these, you shall feel great pain, otherwise it shall be a normal life for you. So let us not allow our mind to be INFATUATED by any material thing or with any person, which can lead our self to sorrow someday. Gita also teaches us to live in this world like that without getting attached to anything or any being. Just live like a drop of water on Lotus, where though water drop is there on it but it is not attached to it.
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