Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Belonging

i belong to myself
my thoughts are my very own.
no one knows what i
am thinking of why.

my feelings are my own
the things i feel are more
a part of me than my right arm
to know the things i feel
is to know me.
i belong to other people
for when i share my
thoughts and let them find my feelings,
i have given them a part of myself
they own a part of me
i belong to them....

I love these lines-- for simply they aptly remind us of the fact-- God helps those who help themselves. Side by side, it also asks our character to be humane, to care for others differently abled, or those who are facing more and greater rubs of life than we are. The lines teaches us that we all belong -- TOGETHER.

lord, help me to give little pieces
of myself that i may belong to others.
but even more, help me to accept
pieces of others, that they, too,
may belong.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

One With God


I will not leave myself today

I will be-- who I am
What I am-- with God
He will have
What I am
He will love
What I am
He will see
What I cannot see
Unable to see-- but quiet
In the truth-- in Him
WHO is ME.

------------------------+++----------------------

The Poem expresses simply a purifying human union with The Divinity. Serene divine peace is any man's highest aim-- and in earthly life-- our daily lives can be attained. Inner peace comes with reflection that we must see in our mirror of conscience daily, to keep the images pure and in purity, see God. For then we are One with Him, in our divinity.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

What have you got to share?

if a song? sing it.
an offering? bring it.
a need? tell it.
a praise? say it.
a prayer? pray it.
a word? spell it.
a message? communicate it.
a lesson? teach it.
a wish? express it.
a negative habit? drop it.
a worry? stop it.
a doubt? erase it.
a trial? face it.
a burden? bear it.
a blessing? share it.


I simply loved these lines, which brings peace to my soul. Living a zestful life, is a blessing that each one of us can bless ourselves with it.

"As I never seek myself, i lead the happiest life in the world." -- therese of lisieux

Loving and being yourself, makes the voyage of life a serene one, and ready to face all storms.

Friday, November 21, 2008

nEW lIGHT

flooded with rain
i wash
the past
of pain

the pain
i had, in myself
filled with ignorance
i turn towards the Light

the Light
Divine
shows the way
to live and breathe

breathing again
i rose from the grave
the reality--
i see with my eyes now

woken up to Life
ahead my Life
the living of the dead
will be dead

coming out of the refuge
of the lies, so blinding
to the Truth
i metamorphose myself into

into the dreams
long cherished
abandoned by this ...
i dream again, dream more!

the Life i live
will be of myself
the my self in its
true aura

the aura radiating
the light of
happiness that i received
the strength i gain from lies, over lies

over this road
will i tread upon
laughing along the way
laughing at the humor of the dead

the tears dried
into tears of new Light
that washed into power
of living the new, change...

Change,
life's truth
is the blessing
that I'll never forget...

along my way now
stronger than yesterday
more happy, in bliss
in myself, established.

established trust
faith and hope true
truth comes into me, eternal
I see the New Light.

tOMORROW wILL cOME !

Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.

Yes, the Sun of my Soul will rise again.

Like the Phoenix from the ashes, the soul will be mine.

The heart will sing again, with pure love in my arms, love of God.

Happiness and bliss in my heart, I'll carry on my handiwork. God's Handiwork.

Tomorrow will come.

Thursday, November 06, 2008

3 Innocent Killed in a Blast!

3 innocent killed in a blast
in connaught in delhi,
in front of mc-d's
the fav hot-spot of crowd's confluence

john and mary were together
for half and four years
in love, they brought an angel
edwin on this Earth!

that old lady, john's mentor
tanned dark in the heat
of the Sun, that had
already set in her life

her name was lost
in the novel of oblivion
authored by john
before he married wealth.

a begging bowl was all she
held in the palm of her hand--
five years back, it held the keys
to the entire three billion

add to it another two billion
made by the marriage to it
brought mary in dowry with it,
by so called unconditional love.

ah! how was this possible?
by the removal of father-in-law--
to compensate for the loss in census,
he made the baby edwin.

it was sunday afternoon
two years later, the age
of the boy, the perfect
family, basking in happiness

the night before, the mother
hugged her son, slept tightly
while the father was out on business--
of losing money for a night's pleasure.

this morning, the mother dropped
her son to school, with a kiss
the father dropped five grand
and that too, with sheets, and kiss.

the bell rang, signaling the end
of the school, the mother and
the father came, picked him up,
striking the strings of family, together!

this afternoon, the bomblast !
blew a broken pavement, a dried tree
a crow, who had as much poison
and 3 innocent people.

mary was shattered
she lost everyone she had
tears were frozen in her eyes
became motionless in deep shock.

she donated the wealth
to charity for welfare
of the socially challenged
old, blind, crippled, mentally..

she went in peace
deep in meditation
found her self
pure and divine, as God.

the crippled betrayed mother, john's creator,
went to God in salvation, all her karmas
paid, the final test being passed--
of Destiny's face mirrored by her's!

had john been alive
she would have known
him, a murderer, a perfect
betrayal, thirsty for wealth, lust..

broken,
solaced by wine,
heart filled with emptiness,
just as her wishes for Life would have...

had her child been alive
he would have carried the
father's mother's traits-- drunken mary
would have died in car crash..

God's writ Destiny :
The headlines of today:
"3 innocent victims
killed in a Bomb Blast!"

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Walking Down The Pavement..

Walking down the pavement,
she opened the door, entered barista
wearing stilettos, at 3 am
two people saw her...

the floral dress, white and black,
she hanged around a little,
looked as if just had an ecstasy
and was going the aftermath..

she looked divine to me..
but to other, she was attractive --
only that much for a number
and fifty and thousand rupees..

he walked over to her
asked her for hot cuppa' coffee
she smiled a little,
said her credit card was outta order

so, he said, dun worry
i have the cash
let's go, wherever you want to,
for he was the minister's son..

Ah! there i wished i had
but a talk and a walk with her
to get to know her...
but she never glanced at me..

she already had said yes
to go 'uck n forget, yea, and earn
to be the one heck of a slu'
but, was she?

looking into her eyes, and the
smoothness of her hands
she was never meant to be--
her family couldn't support her education..

ministers say..
they spend one-fifth on education..
do they? i guess so...
here was how.

she was ambitious, nay, very
bold and beautiful, coming from
where there are no ideals,
just as the person she said yes to..

highest or lowest, it's all the same
i guess, they are without any shame
free, hopeful, and unburdened
totally unaware of what they do!

i had no reaction
but just to ponder over..
on things, as numbers on stock index
why the fall, why the rise, why the trend?

had she but was there at 3 pm
walking down the same pavement,
he would never had looked on her
and i would have asked her on a date..

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Day One: Inner Happiness begins at home


Has kalyug really entered, or is it that we've made it?

That's the question that I think the answer would be us, even for a believer or an atheist.


The question that I've started asking myself everyday is:

'What I've really done rightfully selflessly, to give someone true happiness?'

The answer I did not get for a past few days. I was being so selfish as to ask others to waste their resources over my hurts and bruises, that I forgot theirs.


I feel that at the end of the day, when we lay down on our beds, before taking the rest to our tired souls, we should ask ourselves this.

However, jokes apart, I think this is more sort of a check by jury mechanism rather than a progressive one. I mean like, it's more of quality control, rather than being a developmental one.

So, today I have come up with,

'What can I do today rightfully, selflessly, to give someone happiness?'

I asked this today myself just the first thing after I got up, and the first answer i got was:

'Hug your mom and dad, and say, "I love you." '

And I did. And it really gave them happiness...

Happiness, I strongly feel is not made up in things. It is made in hearts. True souls, hearts selfless, are eternally happy, and more than that, they are in state of bliss. Besides that, it does also contributes a lot to inner strength and happiness.

I'm glad I've implemented the first answer, and I will continue doing it. That will surely spread happiness in my caring family.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Telling Me ..

The earth revolves in ellipses.
The hands of the clock move in circles.
Hills and villages are traversed by gypsies.
The water in a waterfall gurgles.

No one tells anyone to do anything-
Why should anyone tell me?
Even gods give choices to everything
Asking us to choose and accept with glee!

When I ask you, you do not tell.
When you ask, I tell you.
You tell me to distinguish between heaven and hell-
While you tell yourself that there is nothing such, because of no clue!

You tell me to do this thing in that manner
While you do that thing in this way!
Why, then, do you raise truth’s banner?
When lies are the only thing you tell, and say!

Don’t tell me,
If you don’t practice what you preach.
Don’t tell me to ask you! See!
When you ignore and screech!


- Abhishek Syal



This poem is written with the mindset of a teenager, or a college student. It is in this age that he dwells a lot on the duality that the common world gives his eyes to see and his ears to hear! It envisions the growth self-realization and individualism, to which he is attracted fatally to. He is the member of Gen-Y, the latest generation, and therefore, he believes in absolute, and cannot believe in anything which has no existence or proof or is devoid of logic behind its existence. There is also a surge of rightful attitude, which asserts one true self, in the direction towards an Identity. However, he believes in no God, and no spirituality, the ideals of which are replaced by the Self.


Notice the starting letter of Gods in the poem. Any difference? Now, Can you guess why???

Saturday, September 27, 2008

To Win..

Sometimes, i think that winning isn't everything.

I think sometimes losing is better than winning. You learn the lesson with losing, that many times, is lost during winning.

Sometimes, you gotta lose to win. To win the war, you gotta lose the battle.

Sometimes, in Life, you gotta lose to learn how to win, and win big!

Failures are the pillars to success. Learning from mistakes build the shelter to success!


Monday, September 22, 2008

Osho's preachings VII THE GAMBLER..

to live dangerously, means to live. if you dont live dangerously, you dont live.

living never flowers in security; it flowers in insecurity.

the more alive you are... then there is no boredom, then there is no dust from the past, no desire for the future. then, the present moment is very sharp, like a flame.

religion is a spiritual risk.

love, but dont think that tomorrow the woman will be available to you. dont expect that.

dont make tomorrow predictable. expect nothing and be ready for everything.

the goal of your life should be centered at play. play means doing something for its own sake.

meditation is play. it is leela. you enjoy it for its own sake.

and when you start possessing each other, then, you both are no longer in love.

each moment has its own intrinsic value.

and whenever you can find any opportunity to risk, never miss it, and you will never be a loser.




Saturday, September 20, 2008

Osho 's Preachings VI

infact, the whole life can be transformed into meditation, because meditation simply means becoming more aware.

so go inwards and be more aware. one day victory is yours-- that is absolutely certain. you just have to fulfill the requirement: you have to be totally aware.

what matters is that the man was total, and the total man never is defeated. his totality is his victory.

love is a risk. life is a risk. god is a risk.


Friday, September 12, 2008

Preachings of Osho V

mind is conditioned from the outside; it can be ruled from the outside. You have to grow into no-mind, only then you can not be ruled from the outside. Only a man of no-mind is a free man, independent. He is simply free.

intimacy with one man/woman is better than many superficial relationships. love is not a seasonal flower, it takes years to grow. and only when it grows does it go beyond biology, and starts having something of spiritual in it.

come so close to each other that you can look deep into the woman and the woman can look deep into the woman and the woman can look deep into you. don't be dishonest with each other.

meditation is the art of living with yourself. The art of being joyously alone.

you can leave the world-- you will be the same. you will again create the same world because you carry a blueprint in your mind. it is not a question of leaving the world,it is a question of changing the mind, renouncing the mind. That's what meditation is.

sitting silently, doing nothing, the spring comes and the grass grows by itself!

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Discord's Cornice.. Revenge

stalwart unidimensional of life's tears,
mammal's deportment needs paregoric--
to foster the glorious human inside,
anecdotes of the ovoid zygote...

nugatory to careen on the selves--
the clones of the hatred,
stanch the wounds of the lascivious
illusive of evicting wounds themselves..

acumen lies in life's hustings,
recuperate from the plebeian--
refined, thoughtful perceptions
gives way to the providence.



This poem is written to signify the uselessness of demonizing one's own Life due to maltreatment by others, or due to wrong influences of wrong people in Life.

Instead, "Success is the best form of revenge."

It underlines this spirit in true humanity!



Wednesday, September 03, 2008

OSHO PREACHINGS IV

life is rich because there are differences, differences don't make anyone higher or lower. different attitudes, different opinions.

miracles still happen.

and a religious person is always young. even when he is dying, he is young. even in his death, he is full of joy, full of dance, full of song.

i would like the whole world to be full of feminine qualities. then only, wars can disappear. then only, nations can disappear. then only we can have one world: a loving, peaceful, silent and beautiful world.

repression is the way to avoid the risk.

be natural if you want to go beyond nature someday. be natural: that is the first requirement. there is a higher nature: that is the message of the Tantra.

sex is the man's greatest bondage.
you have to make every effort for meditativeness, so that all your energy, instead of moving downwards, starts moving upwards.

the moment love dies in you, many other things also die in you. a man who cannot love cannot be creative in any sense.

remember, no stage of life is ever lost. your child is still within you.

you become like an onion-- many layers-- and if you penetrate all the layers of child, youth and old age, are still there, intact.

patanjali, almost 5,000 years ago, taught a system in which every effect had to be led to a cause: prati-prasav.
prasav means birth.
prati-prasav means you are born again in the memory. you go back to the very birth. You relive. to relive, is prati-prasav.



Sunday, August 31, 2008

Osho's Readings III

Substitutes never help; they only create perversions, obsessions.

a man who really loves will sometimes be really angry. But his anger is beautiful-- it is out of love.

do you think it is a question of doing something as much as you can? it is not a question of doing. it is a phenomenon of the heart. it is a kind of transcendence of the mind and the body. it is not prose, it is poetry.

love is not something you do, love is something that you are. love is never a should, it cannot be commanded.

start behaving responsibly and then, you are not a machine. watch, become alert, observe, and go on dropping all the reactive patterns in you. each moment try to respond to the reality, as it is outside. Respond with your total consciousness but not with your mind.

and then when you respond spontaneously and you don't react, action is born. action is beautiful, reaction is ugly. only a man of awareness acts, the man of unawareness reacts. action liberates. reaction goes on creating the same chains, goes on making them thicker and harder and stronger.

Live a life of response, and not of reaction!

--
Excerpts from the Osho's " The Book of MAN "


i love this book!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Chapter 2 "The Victim" by OSHO

These are the renderings from the Osho's book "The Book of Man".

you are obsessed with the future ideal and you have forgotten the present reality.

your language has become that of shoulds and oughts, and the reality consists only of is. reality knows no should, no ought.

pain means division, and bliss means no division.

joy is not a goal, it is a by-product.

it is the interpretation, not the fact that gives you pain or happiness. the fact is always liberating.

expression is life; repression is suicide.

live a life of expression, creativity, joy. live the way existence wanted you to live, live the natural way.

a person who is never angry will not be able to love either. they go together, they come in the same package.

be expressive intelligently, and no harm will happen to anybody from you.

once, all obstacles are removed, all the rubbish heaped on you is removed, the conditioning is removed, once, you are your natural self; God starts coming alive in you, the spring of your life starts flowing, the innocence is regained.

innocence regained is paradise regained; you enter again into the garden of eden, the paradise.


Monday, August 25, 2008

Preachings of Osho ...

I am currently reading the book, The Book of Man, by Osho, which impressed my mind greatly either for or against! Some of his views, I seem to agree upon, while others have make the rats in my brain angry at what i've given them!

Anyways, here are selected paraphrases, which I loved absolutely!

Every child has to be thrown out of god's garden <>; it is part of growth.

A man who cannot love himself cannot love another.

unless roots grow deeper, tree doesn't rise higher.

but why should one sacrifice oneself in any name of religion or country?

i want you to come back home. respect yourself. feel the joy and pride that existence needs you; otherwise, you would not have been there. a life with tremendous treasures hidden within you-- of beauty, of ecstasy, of freedom.


i cannot agree with him more fully!

Thursday, August 21, 2008

sOMETIMES.. u dONT..

The road is endless…the way unpredictable..Where I am going..no one knows.. not even meIts weird isn’t it..when u c d dyin ppl praying for one more last momentWhile u stare at dem nd for ur own death plea..Its weird wen u don’t need to feel to show ur emotions..U don’t need to be happy to smileU don’t need to b sad to cryU don’t need to be angry to shout..U just gotta feel nthn U don’t need to c d ocean to feel the wavesU don’t need to die to feel death to feel nthningnessU don’t need to feel cold to shiverU don’t needto feel weak to fall to run awayU don’t need to feel strong to go onU don’t need to live to loveU don’t need to love to liveU don’t need to smile to b happy U don’t need to cry to b sadSometimes ..just sometimes..all u need it time to still..Thots to slow..nd life to stop nd u urself to ponder over stuff..Sometimes u don’t noe where ur goin or where ur endin up atSometimes u don’t noe if ur livin or ur deadSometimes u just don’t wanna live ny longer for no reasonSometimes u cant get over stuff bcoz it means getting over urselfSometimes u suffer bcoz u didn’t make a mistakeSometimes u suffer bcoz u were justtoo trueSometimes u just don’t noe how to come outta that blue..Sometimes u hate bcoz u loveSometimes u love bcoz u hate..............................................................

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Vedic: Gayatri Mantra

"Om bhur bhuvah svah
tat savitur vareniyam
bhargo devasya dhimahi
dhiyo yo nah prachodayat I"


Oh God! Thou art the Giver of Life,
Remover of pain and sorrow,
The Bestower of happiness,
Worthy of Worship;
Who is the embodiment of Knowledge and Light;
remover of all Sin and Ignorance;
Oh! Creator of the Universe,
May we receive thy supreme sin-destroying light,
May Thou guide our intellect in the right direction.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

A Letter of Love..

The Cross-roads of Thoughts Over You


I don’t know what to say
Or even where to start
But I never would have guessed
It’d be you to break my heart

You can just walk away
But I don’t feel the same
My love for you was true
And to you it was all a game

I wish there were a way
I could go back in time
To hold you in my arms
As if you were still mine

Please someone tell me when
This pain will go away
When I’ll forget the past
And move on to another day

A day where just for once
You face won’t cross my mind
I won’t think of our memories
I'll just leave them all behind

I won’t think of our good time
Or the way you made me feel
I’ll move on to someone new
Someone whose love is real

The memory of your kiss
Will finally disappear
And never again for you
Shall I shed another tear

I say all this right now
Wishing it would be true
But I know tonight, I'll go to bed,
Crying over you....

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Decadence

Gradation of life
in initiation, when repelled
vignette is lost
in the dialect of aphasia

curt spite
tears asunder
polychromatic genres
of kaleidoscope: Life

the illusion: congenital
centurion of constellations: Fate
the chronology implies
receding sequitur: the Prophesy of Dying Inside

luxiarance reactionary
of human in desires: The Animal
Quandary of Sage in Himself
embezzles the palatial puritan

A cadet notorious: The Vice
destroys the ranks of Army: The Virtues
Corrosive, destroying
lying in decadence:the Today's Human

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Mumbai : The Glistening of the Cosmopolitan

The photograph's ta'en in a moving car. I simply love the place, as i see it with the cabs of fiat lining up, the wheels sliding on the rainwashed streets of the City of Glamour. I love it.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Tomorrow Will Come

Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.

Yes, the Sun of my Soul will rise again.

Like the Phoenix from the ashes, the soul will be mine.

The heart will sing again, with pure love in my arms, love of God.

Happiness and bliss in my heart, I'll carry on my handiwork. God's Handiwork.

Tomorrow will come.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Happiness

Happiness is something tangibly intangible. It is not and never two steps away. It is within yourself, your soul.

Never search for happiness, it is in your heart. That's what I've learnt. If your heart is not heavy, true to itself and every other heart, it will be in bliss.

What is that we call-- laughing aloud? Is laughing out loud a contributer to happiness...

No, I don't think so. You do yoga in which they say you forget everything at 5 a.m. in the morning, go out under the rising Sun, and laugh out loud, feeling no sadness, no pain. That is happiness.

However, once when we crack jokes on each other, we satisfy our ego, and feel we have achieved over something. That satisfies our momentary ego, which is not going to last forever, and is even not happiness in true sense, for it carries negative vibes.

Happiness is like a butterfly, we all say. Yes, it is. If we are flowers. Then, it is for us.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Lost in Love... A Biography

This ARTICLE is based on true experiences and direct observations. There is however no direct reference, and some things have been tailor made, for convenience. Kindly forgive if it hurts someone. It hurts to lose Love. It pains a lot. It hurts, and will always hurt.

Is it better to cry over deceit once, throughout life, or forgive and start afresh a life of togetherness, happiness? Forgiveness is not there until both are established in self. Established in God. It's the decision that matters, and love with no God, takes the decision to cry. Perhaps, that's one of God's way of implementing Law of Karma, If HE and HIS VIRTUES aren't there, then there is always the Satan that comes hell-bent on destruction, and God lets him loose to burn the hearts, forgetful of His Grace, unto their karmas.

Life's not a movie. It is a bed of roses, but little do we know that roses have thorns, until they hurt us badly. Love's bed of those roses, seduce you to lie down on it, with the fragrance of delight, and when you lie down on it, it betrays killing you dead.

It is heaven when you first meet your Love of Life, and when it comes to betrayal by both sides and breaking apart with no forgiveness, and blaming each other, it really hurts. And hurts quietly, silently, like a venom of snake's bite delivered by an asp, an intolerable burning sensation, that your whole body and heart feels, as your soul is drenched of it's life, and your eyes are veiled with the curtains of magic, magically that you were mesmerized on first seeing your Love. The curtain burns, Truth Hurts deeply, kills heart, to know that your future is devastated, happiness dead.

Perhaps, Love is pain gain, happiness to lose.

The God is your True Love. Everyone will leave you at one point or another. Life's irony lies in the fact that God has given us senses and hearts, that seek out companionship, meaningful or time-pass, true or betrayal, but still we seek, knowing that nobody is going to be present, or can be present throughout our lives. We live alone, die alone, but we must work for others selflessly. That is true love, Love of God. Love gives selflessly, never asks. Love is God. And God is Love. Selfless, pure, innocent. Divine, giving always. To meditate and trust, understand and be at peace with one's self. Established in Self, One becomes God's Love. One becomes Love. Becomes God.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Reaching New Heights

A way i see
to the road
to believe
in myself, aboard

i will survive
through hell,
or evil hive,
where it may dwell

i need love
got it, absolute,
from above
Lord playing his flute

The veil
covers faces
so deadly pale
words, actions switching places

never again
will i fall
into the pain
by the Fool's call

i have to breathe
easy and new
into the heath
of God's view

i will soar
under Divine Lights
and roar
Reaching New Heights

Monday, June 16, 2008

Feelings Inside

the world treated me
as nothing i existed as
the lovei had
lost, because i wasn't perfect

never saw of what i did
wrong or right,
i did with perfection
gave pain, love

everything i did
did it in a manner
when it touches the most
when it kills the most

called a player
player i am with the truth
the truth of time
the truth of eternity

i follow the rights
rights that'l live by eternity
words that cry
cry out the truth

for no pain, no gain
the pain i gave u
to make u out of the world
the perfect

u took it, became wise
and looked down at me
as if i am
one of the world

hope u'l realize where i am
the out of the world
where, to get there
one has to go through everything..

everything, good and bad
i perfectly gave you
betrayal, love, pain, bliss
Perfection taught

now, the time's come to unite, kill the feelings
wrong to me, which are outside, we are
one, both togeder, one, out of the world!
we are togeder, bring out FEELINGS INSIDE..

Monday, June 09, 2008

Chapter One : Noelle Cage's Daughter: Part Two

Angela was born in the streets of Calcutta. She was born as a Child of God on the streets of the poor. Her parents , which already had six kids, had thought it to be a boy. And when her mother delivered, TO their utter dissapointment found it to be a girl. They went to Missionaries of Charity and left her there, without a feeling.

She was raised without love. How could she ever get it? A child living, growing amongst strangers would never have the same love as when she grows up in her family.

She knew what love is, and when she grew up, she herself served selflessly with love, all the abandoned children. It's so strange a rule of thumb that one who loses or never gets, realize the importance of it in life! the others just take for granted.

As a child she never got any toys to play, or got toffee once a year, on Manu's Birthday. But, that also didnt last, since, he died at the age of ten due to cancer.

Every Saturday, with her money she used to bring toffees for the children at the Missionary.

When she was twenty six, she got transfered to Austria.

Saturday, June 07, 2008

My Penury

penury of the psyche
feeding like a herbivorous
chewing up my mind
you are keeping the deeds

keeping it like a hermetic chronicler
proportionate to the prevailing hypocrisy
the tracts of malfunctioning in life
you paint it a reclusive montage

auxiliary to the contentious arguments
impoverishing me exorbitantly
the connive to perish me
you play games like a peripatetic

ample pulp of betrayal
incorporates with your squandering me
innate, like a chronic disease
you machinate the jurisprudences

feign to even produce a brochure
of truth, you denied
proven me guilty of life: You...
you condemn me now to my Penury.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Today

tomorrow dies
today is born
yesterday what happens
i cried

today, i am not
going to cry
for i have tried

to wipe the fears
to erase these tears
to search for truth
to search for life...

i believe now
now, in me
i am the truth
the life lives inside

the happiness
i've found
i promise to you
will never be lost

the paradise found
will be with me
with or without You
oh, God! with or Without You

Today's metamorphosing
the cocoon, here i break
to see the Light
the Light Anew

The Light of Eternity
established in Self.
the Self that is ME
You'll see, God, you'll see!

the fight to breathe
here i win
i win, Oh God,
See my victory

Over the paths crossed, you laid
i'll never get defeated, entangled:
for you made me
in your eyes : The Truth

the truth i find
Today, i Live
Live my life
Life's bliss: Today !

Friday, May 30, 2008

Catalyst

constricted emotions lie
to me,praying
in continence of love
the arsenal of god

indiscreet are your words
that killed me
the antithesis now
doesn't affect anymore

giddy here i lay
with the malediction of
imagination, reality strikes
strikes harsh on me, soothes

dubious of life
so inviolate to love
lies broken, broken
into pieces undefined

the thoughts were macabre
of the gruesome time wasted
mesmerized, with the broken tears
besmeared all over the face to face

all rerproaches betoken
to me, negation of
them, denied to me always
the recuperation so invisible

zephyrs blew over my thoughts
with time slipped by
compesated by your absence
turned into elegance

augment my perspectives now
broken those walls created
pending physiques of decisions
now dead, for they are taken right

agitated against the illicit
which i was drowning in
a pyrotechnics of draconian monologue
stops now, before i hear them...

evasive replies, bother
me no more, for the change
increments, promotes placate
to life that acts as a catalyst...

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

The New Light

flooded with rain
i wash
the past
of pain

the pain
i had, in myself
filled with ignorance
i turn towards the Light

the Light
Divine
shows the way
to live and breathe

breathing again
i rose from the grave
the reality
i see with my eyes now

woken up to Life
ahead my Life
the living of the dead
will be dead

coming out of the refuge
of the lies, so blinding
to the Truth
i metamorphose myself into

into the dreams
long cherished
abandoned by this ...
i dream again, dream more

the Life i live
will be of myself
the my self in its
true aura

the aura radiating
the light of
happiness that i received
the strength i gain from lies, over lies

over this road
will i tread upon
laughing along the way
laughing at the humor of the dead

the tears dried
into tears of new Light
that washed into power
of living the new, change...

Change,
life's truth
is the blessing
that I'll never forget...

along my way now
stronger than yesterday
more happy, in bliss
in myself, established.

established trust
faith and hope true
truth comes into me, eternal
I see the New Light.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Work

our handiwork
our work
our deeds
our love

is what
we are
looked upto
in life

the good
done for
others is
that matters

you never
know when
you'd get
helping hand

it's when
you give
is when
you get

your measure
is the
work done
by you

when your
day's done
your deeds
live you

Thursday, May 15, 2008

What happens next???

Ever answered the question in life what happens next ??
what is to happen? To us
to air
to water

will there be fire ?
or there be a pyre ?

for us

the deeds done

the actions committed...

Sunday, April 27, 2008

TELLING ME

The earth revolves in ellipses.
The hands of the clock move in circles.
Hills and villages are traversed by gypsies.
The water in a waterfall gurgles.

No one tells anyone to do anything-
Why should anyone tell me?
Even gods give choices to everything
Asking us to choose and accept with glee!

When I ask you, you do not tell.
When you ask, I tell you.
You tell me to distinguish between heaven and hell-
While you tell yourself that there is nothing such, because of no clue!

You tell me to do this thing in that manner
While you do that thing in this way!
Why, then, do you raise truth’s banner?
When lies are the only thing you tell, and say!

Don’t tell me,
If you don’t practice what you preach.
Don’t tell me to ask you! See!
When you ignore and screech!


- Abhishek Syal



This poem is written with the mindset of a teenager, or a college student. It is in this age that he dwells a lot on the duality that the common world gives his eyes to see and his ears to hear! It envisions the growth self-realization and individualism, to which he is attracted fatally to. He is the member of Gen-Y, the latest generation, and therefore, he believes in absolute, and cannot believe in anything which has no existence or proof or is devoid of logic behind its existence. There is also a surge of rightful attitude, which asserts one true self, in the direction towards an Identity. However, he believes in no God, and no spirituality, the ideals of which are replaced by the Self.


Notice the starting letter of Gods in the poem. Any difference? Now, Can you guess why???



Saturday, April 19, 2008

REVIEW ON ‘IF’


An invigorating reading…

One of Rudyard’s most famous poems, it stands out with the message in every line, every word. It tells us that we control our own lives, with the choices we make. It speaks of the ideal being, the MAN.

In a letter ‘If’, he paints a portrait of the traits of the ideal person, and how that ideal person views his life, how he faces Life and how he makes his choices.

He exemplifies how time is important, and to employ it duly. It subtly unveils the Highest Truth of Life, giving us with Noble qualities to imbibe. Life is there, but it runs out with Time. The marble covers us at Death, but our Deeds form an armor to being a slave to Oblivion, rendering us Immortal and adorning our souls with the crown of Victory over Life’s tryst with our inevitable mortal destiny.

The poem has an element of Gandhian Philosophy in it. He also voices the Gita, to treat Triumph and Disaster alike, which are two faces of the same Coin of Life. We are the coins, and how we take it— is a measure of our inner happiness in our heart, and, what qualities we enact through our actions, they form the value of that picture on the coin in the hearts of other men.

The Ideal Man is the one who is not perfect, neither does everything perfect, but does everything dutifully. He is the one who has the courage to take a step ahead in the Right Direction. He is the one who is revered by all in their hearts, and looked up to, for serving the mankind and being a man, in true spirits. Kipling, in his legendary poem, has unfurled this portrait remarkably in front of us, through his immortal lines.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Forever, You, The Great One !

You are noble and true

Your heart is then, pure

Your blood in your veins is fragrant

Your feelings are those of God



Fragrant of Divinity

Radiant of Light

Purity of Truth

You, The Great One !

Once When You Learn to Be Great..

Once when you Learn to be Great

Once when your name has stirred souls

Once when your work has been awakening

You become Great in the Eyes!


When You are noble and true

When Your heart is pure

When the blood in Your veins is fragrant

Your feelings become those of God!

Once When You Learn to Achieve...

Once when you learn to achieve

Once when you are not scared of wrong

Once when you still believe in victory

You have the greatest accomplishment...


When you become the best

When you are treated like king

When everyone looks upto you

You learn to look ever upwards


When people smile at you

When you become the icon

When you become the synonym of success

You learn to be unaffected


When you wear the crown of glory

When you wear the wreath of Victory

When your name is writ in golden letters

You learn to be Great...

Once When You Learn to Live...

Once when you learn to live

Once when you walk your way

Once when you believe in yourself

You get to the beyond ...


When You raise your head

When your work is there

When you do it different and better

You get respected ...


When you get approved

When you get selected

When you are looked at

You have learnt well...


When you do go

When you do make efforts

When you are still going the rough way

You learn to achieve...

Once When You Realize the Pain..

Once when you realize the pain...

Once when you get to live lonely

Once when you start trusting yourself

You start doing the Right Thing...


Once when you live on your Self

Once when you do for yourself

Once when you work hard in your own song

You start to learn yourself...


Once when you Stand on your feet

Once when you can see the world Ignorant

Once when you have raised your head

You have learnt to live..

Once When You have been Hurt...

When you have been hurt

When you have been shot at

When you have been unheard to

When you have been treated non-existent

You get the pain of unnamed...


When your name was dumb headed

When all people did was to laugh at you

When you walked the Earth lame

When your laughter was a joke

You get hurt of untitled...


When no one believed in you

When all you could do was wrong

When you had no sense

You get to know your broken heart...


When no one shows love to you

When no one see you pass away

When you are vanished for them

You realize the pain...

Friday, April 04, 2008

Visit to Jaipur...

Recently, I visited Jaipur. Wow! Liked the city... Its all poles... I secretly think that geography started from this place!!!.. lolz

Anyways, the City Palace museums were simply enthralling.

With all those robes of royalty, one can easily be left open-mouthed gazing at the intricate handiwork of Indian artisans. It is said that it took around 2 yrs to make a single embroidered robe.

A must see!!!

The collection of swords is amazing! Even their arrangement is artistically done by the Keepers, who were soldiers of the ancient times. One bejeweled dagger was beautiful. One cannot believe that such beauty could be created on the instruments of inflicting death.

Perhaps, that symbolizes that even death is beautiful, if it is rightly awarded. What I mean here is purely of philosophical nature, that , Victory of Right Over Wrong. Good Over Evil. Even through the means on inflicting death. And Protecting and Upholding the Eternal Rights of mankind.

Can you guess what more I witnessed?

There is a collection of silver jars, the largest in the world, which was made from silver coins! They even have a record in Guinness Book Of World Records!

I even saw the ever-intriguing Jantar Mantar.

For this, all I can say, why don't you go there, and experience yourself in the Sky on Earth !!!

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Clear your eyes, Wipe your tears!

Yesterday, was a rueful day! Had a great fight, atleast for four hours with somebody special!!! and no study...

was thinking, If I cling to the past, the present becomes difficult and future seems impossible!!!

I have today in my hand, which is the most important. Fights can be averted in future, to have no fights, and lessons learnt! so that, next time i dont have a past to lament upon...

Let me take this one now!!!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Faces In Life

Sometimes, in life we wear so many masks; that it becomes difficult to see our true selves. This happens when we try to hide our faults from ourselves; instead of correcting them! Even the mirror reflects our masks; as if - when we smile in front of camera, which is not a smile... just a cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese ...

Forget the camera. Our mind is the x-ray machine. We may fool the camera, but the x-ray machine will reveal the truth to us. Better watch out!!!

Eyes

The vision ahead-
From your eyes, 'tis bred.

Through them, the Eternal Light enters the body and the brain
And floods them with the New Rain!

The hues of Life get painted on the canvas.
The abili to capture Life it ably has.

'Tis integral part of your own good health-
Use them carefully during your Life, Donate at Death.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Delusion of Life

Just as pride is born out of egoism, so is the Delusion the result of living in the halo of imaginary attractibeness created from attachment.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Retake

What is life? An experience, a juorney, whose destination is the End Eternal. A choice given to us to make choices for the path we want to tread upon...

Life

Life is what is felt by living.