Security is the greatest form of insecurity and is jeopardy in disguise.  It is actually Janus-faced.  There are only two places absolutely safe and secured: one the womb and other the tomb.  They are also not entirely protected due to advent of science and paucity of space. Foeticide has become rampant and burial grounds are overcrowded.  In some sepulchres, bodies are buried in standing posture.  Some mausoleums are found encroached.  There is a grave threat even to graveyards due to occupants in advance.  At times, abortion too becomes an aborted attempt and after discovering the intention, the foetus shrinks, wriggles and disintegrates. 

Security means stagnation.  Free flow accompanies insecurity in installments.

Security denotes slavery.  Freedom and insecurity are the two sides of the same coin.  The bird in captivity is safer than its tribe in wilderness.  Cage symbolizes security and assures guarantee while nest signifies insecurity and provides no warranty.  Birds without wings are like lions without manes. 

Security brings seclusion.  The more we are secure, farther we are from the reality.  The food we eat, the water we drink and the air we breathe are all vicarious experiences and become counterfeits.  Chrysalis is secured and the butterfly is insecure; egg is safe and the bird unsafe; seed is stable and the plant is subjected to the vagaries of weather.  Higher the elevation, greater the insecurity. 

Security implies status quo.  The present affords affirmation and the future remains unpredictable.  Security is the longing for present to continue the future.  Security comes out of repetition and repetition never leaves reputation.  Life is not a schedule to be followed but a thriller to be watched.  It has narrow scope for horoscopes. It is not a programmed excursion and is a trekking for treasure hunts. 

Security is obscurity.  Light is an anathema to one who loves to grope in darkness.

Walls are not sureties for safety.  They are insignias of endangerment.   They prevent entry and simultaneously forbid exit.  Every fort is a decorated prison.  Multi storeyed mansions that accord safety during inundation and hurricanes are vulnerable to quakes and infernos.  Slums, the targets of floods and cyclones are asylums at times when the globe quakes and the earth shakes. 

No one can give security for security.  Even the Great Wall of China would become a sheet of cardboard, if trust were absent.  One can guard the body and not the ghost. Innumerable instances are there, where bodyguards terminated the boss and servants stabbed the savants. 

Men tend to become greedy to tie over uncertainties.  They accumulate affluence, increase their influence and propagate their popularity to counter calamities.  As Seneca said, men do not die naturally but kill themselves with their own knives and forks.  Even elixir in excess is toxin without an antidote. Security and insecurity differ only at the breadth of hair.

Security belongs to the mind and not to the body.  All insecurities are for the body and not for the soul.  Here, ‘the flesh is willing but the spirit is weak’.  The ultimate security comes from within.  By thoroughly understanding the nuances of insecurity one grows secured.  Security comes not by isolating but dissolving in everything that we encounter.  It comes not by adding but by dropping.  We are the masters of what we have renounced and serfs of what we have acquired.  When we are on our own, no one can harm us and anyone who comes across us will not be threatened by our presence.  Then sky becomes the foolproof roof, earth the celestial bed and the whole world our womb, as our deliverance is definite.