The Cosmic Joke – I’ve Let Go of the Ego… And I’m 😂 Very Proud of It
- Sukhdev Virdee
- Jul 25
- 3 min read
I walked into a room once, glowing with spiritual maturity.
My back was straight. My eyes, serene.
I had been meditating daily, eating clean,
and sprinkling words like presence, nonduality, and ego dissolution into casual conversation.
Someone asked how I was doing,
and I replied (with no trace of arrogance, of course):
“I’ve completely let go of the ego.”
…And then they didn’t give me the seat I wanted.
And suddenly,
the spiritual samurai in me
turned into a slightly offended six-year-old.
The Ego Doesn’t Mind Being Let Go…
…As long as it gets a certificate for it.
It loves to be seen not being there.
It’ll gladly wear “humble” like a designer label
and brag about how it’s not bragging.
You know the game.
“I’m not the doer.”
“Everything is unfolding.”
“There’s no self here.”
…until someone cuts you in traffic,
or ignores your WhatsApp message
or—God forbid—doesn’t recognize your spiritual glow.
Then suddenly the invisible ego grows ten heads,
like a Sanskrit Hydra.
The Enlightened Identity Crisis
It’s sneaky.
The ego will happily shape-shift
from "CEO of the World"
to
"Caretaker of Cosmic Consciousness."
From “Look at me!”
to
“Look how egoless I am.”
It doesn't mind dissolving—
as long as it's the one doing it.
It’ll renounce the world
and then secretly want a documentary made about it.
But Here's the Real Joke…
There never was an ego to begin with.
That whole narrative—
of "me" trying to dissolve "me"
so "I" can become "egoless"—
is like a shadow trying to stand in the sun to cast itself away.
The moment I try to "get rid of the ego"
I’ve already assumed there's a real "I" who owns one.
And that's how the cosmic comedy keeps rolling.
Awakening Isn’t a Trophy
It’s not a before-and-after story.
It’s not even a story.
It’s the seeing that there was never a “me” doing anything.
Not the effort, not the path, not the letting go.
It’s the stunning realization that all the seeking,
all the inner work,
all the spiritual drama—
happened in a dream.
And when you wake up from it,
you don’t shout, “I’m awake!”
You just laugh.
Not at others.
At the whole damn thing.
No Final Achievement
There’s no mountaintop to arrive at
where you get to say,
“This is it. Ego gone. I’m done.”
Because the one who wants to be done
is the same one who keeps the dream alive.
True freedom is not in arriving anywhere.
It’s in the collapse of the one who wanted to arrive.
That collapse doesn’t need effort.
It doesn’t need perfect behavior.
It just needs one honest moment
of looking and seeing—
“Wait… where is this ego I’ve been trying to defeat?”
And then silence.
Followed by laughter.
Why I Still Love the Joke
Because the joke humbles me.
It reminds me that no matter how wise I appear,
how calm I sound,
how many books I write—
The moment I think I’ve “arrived,”
I’m back in the dream.
And yet…
That too is allowed.
That too is part of the joke.
Even the illusion of ego is God playing hide-and-seek.
And sometimes,
God forgets it’s a game—
just long enough
to make the punchline even better.
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