Abyss

Take me to the land of nowhere, where I can forget myself
and all that connects me to this mortal world
Let the immortality in me, the God's part - the soul -
be free, be pure and be what it is meant to be.

Let me defy the rules of the world
for the world is but only a fragment of God's plan
It is not the worldliness that should dictate my actions
but my actions should define the world I live in.

In the Abyss.

Duality

Every up has a down, just like every day has a night. Good is only defined in the presence of evil; thanks to Raavan, we recognize who Ram is. Every North Pole needs a southern counterpart to fulfill and ‘complete’ it. Even the nature around us silently resonates the same theory. There are plants and there are animals. There is male and there is female. Moreover, humans find it hard to identify themselves on their own. It’s always the reference, the other pole of a relation that defines them. A husband of a wife, a father of a child, an employee of a company and a resident of a house. An author has a book to define him; a sportsman has a game and a thief has a policeman (law) after him. Without Yin, there is no yang!


It helps to identify (but not understand) the other duals around us. Why a picture always has a negative and a positive, a language always consists of letters and numbers, numbers are of 2 kinds: odd or even. There’s body and soul; there’s mind and matter. Pain is always followed by joy, and birth only finds meaning in death. It’s this dual nature of things all around us that define our world, on land and water, of life and death, fun and sorrow, peace and chaos. Probably that’s why, every rainy day has a bright sunny one to follow and every beginning has an end to meet.

One.

One week, one call, one message, one mail, one meeting, a union, one birthday, a gift, one photograph, one coffee, a togetherness, a friend, a hug, a festival, one year, one you, one me, a remembrance, a memory, one laughter, a tear, one realization, a punishment, a prayer, a confession, a choice, a promise, a persuasion, a distance, a longing, one question, an answer, a song, a silence, a yesterday, a tomorrow, one crossing, an insomnia, a dilemma, a decision, a wish, a disappointment, a plan, one step, an evening, one life. One.

Burden of Benevolence

How often does it happen that you start afearing the goodness in the people around you? You can’t take how good they can be; how they care for you all the time. Even when you don’t deserve to be treated the way they deal with you. Even when you know you haven’t been at the best of your behaviours; haven’t complied with all your duties that a relationship requires of you; worse: you haven’t even been a good friend.  And still, when you look at them, all you see is a sense of oblige in them, a sense of care for you and a prayer of your own well-being.

There are also times, when you wish that they were not to be so good to you. You know that they are doing all that is good for you but you want it to be otherwise. They like to bring a completeness in your life and provide a sense of belonging and hence security to the new paths of a revamped life you are treading into. However, you wish not to be looked after so much, not to be nurtured and watched over all the time; not to be comforted by all the pleasures that they are constantly trying to offer you. Because sometimes, you don’t want what seems to be the best option for you; sometimes, it’s more fun than the righteousness of life that matters; sometimes, you don’t need the discipline of life as much as the randomness of it. 

Thoughts on Graduation! :P

Yeh Degree bhi lelo, yeh naukri bhi lelo,
Bhale chheen lo mujhse US ka visa,
Magar mujhko lauta do college ki canteen,
Woh teekha samosaa, woh thanda saaa paani..

Woh college ki sabse - purani nishaanee,
Woh chai vaalaa jisko - sab kehte the... jaani,
Woh jaani ke hathon - ki 'cutting' chai meethi,
Woh chupke-se journal - mein jo bheji thi chitthi,
Woh padhte hi chitthi - tha uska bhadakna,
Woh chehre ki laali, woh hothon ki gaali ...

Kadi dhoop mein - apney room se nikalnaa,
Woh project ki khatir - tha dar dar bhataknaa ,
Woh lecture mein doston - ki proxy lagaanaa,
Woh ma'am ko chidana, aeroplane udaanaa,
Woh submission ki raaton - ko jagna jagaanaa,
Woh viva ke kisse, woh pracs ki kahani....

Woh dena bimaari - ka har time bahana,
Woh doosron ke assignment - ko apnaa banana,
Woh seminar ke din - pairon ka chhat-patanaa,
Woh workshop mein din bhar - pasiinaa bahanaa,
Woh slogans banana - woh poster chipkana,
Phir exam ke dino - yaad aati thi naani....

College ki thi - woh lambi si raatein,
Woh doston ke kapre mein - fokat ki baatein;
Woh gathering ke din - pyari mulakatein;
Woh kudiyon ka yuhin - hamesha akadnaa;
Bhulaaye nahin bhool sakta hai koi ,
Woh college ki yaadein - jo ab hain kahani...

P.S. Read it somewhere on the web.. and felt a resonance of thoughts! :P

STEM CELLS OF CONSCIOUSNESS

They link the individual to the universe and overturn the prevailing notion that reality is composed of senseless objects, random events, mechanical cause-and-effect and impersonal laws of nature. Try this new formulation to reinvent youself: 

Reality is created and governed in consciousness. 
The universe is aware of itself.
Creation can be traced to its source, an absolute domain outside time and space.
Every event is part of a single process, consciousness interacting with self.
All separation is an illusion.
Life is lived best in the flow of consciousness, without resistance and obstacles.
Events ‘out there’ respond to thoughts and wishes ‘in here’.
At the deepest level, each of us is a co-creator of everything happening in the world.
Ultimate power rests with those who are most aware.

Courtesy: The Times of India

Delhi 6

Be it the eagerness to watch the much anticipated movie Delhi 6 which is relasing tomorrow or my sheer ignorance of much more serious things in life, but as soon as I looked at the bottom most line of the page, I thought it was another news about the forthcoming release in the Movies section of the news.