Conjured

One road leads a way, one to another, 

The longer you walk, some more you move further.

Life is a journey, it is unsustainable,

The more you dig it, the deeper you seep.

Pain is sad, I can't agree any less,

For happiness is free, just clear the cluttered mess.

Some lines are similar, some narrowly different,

People are these lines, some intense, some blurred.

Hope is delightful and music mesmerizing,

Has something happened to this world? Or did I hear just stories?

People are dreamers, some crucibles,

Who enchants your mind? is it the soul or the spirit?

Tell me your story, I'll hear your dreams,

For I know of all things, you just need an ear.

Life spits happiness, and pain as well,

Which one you wanna drown in, is up to you.

Love is tender, it hurts, it blurts,

Love is oozy, it is the oomph.

You are good, I do believe,

But changing one's thought, take no creed.

The discriminations are high, we call it judgmental,

Of course not, they are the courses we follow.

P.S. I don't even remember when I wrote it, just found it in one of my documents so posting it.

Scribbling Love

What do writers do?

Blabber, Blabber and Blabber more.

Well actually,

They Scribble, Scribble and Scribble more.

So, this night brings me to more scribbling and blabbering. I will write more shit and continue to write it until death separates me from writing. Well, that simply means you'll have to bear me and my hogwash for the rest of my life and possibly yours as well. Tonight, I am not going to talk about love, I am not going to talk about God and I am not at all going to talk about success or failure.

I will keep it plain and simple.

Well, not exactly my style. ;-)

Love, as we call it. Isn't it crucifying? We keep on thinking about love, long for it and keep waiting for it to happen. What a strange four letter word that plays with our testosterone and estrogen, makes us go weak in our knees and feel butterflies in our stomach. Is it love? Or is it just a psychological disruption? I second my second thought. Psychological it seems to me, after that I have been in love, undergone a heartbreak, fallen in love again and again... and again. It just doesn't stop and it never happened that I was ever in love with two women at a particular point of time. Well, I am no prerogative for having falling in love over and again. I just have a psychological belief that love exists and I keep on expecting to receive it. I see someone, talk to her and in a blink of eye I know that she can be the one or not. I, then, turn my pursuits on and approach. Now I don’t know if that is love or not. However, that is.

When I can strenuously and consistently believe in the existence of God, how can I not believe in love with the same passion? People say love is about understanding each other. I question, if love is all about understanding each other then what is compromising? Isn't understanding the other person's will and suppressing your own, compromising? She likes coffee and I like tea but I am having coffee just because she likes it, is a compromise. Where as love is when he/she prepares a cup of coffee and tea, and they have it together. Well, this stands as a very understated example of a subject that has a much wider scope. A similar example cannot hold good in case of buying a car or perhaps something else.

When you fall in love with a girl, at first she says - "I just want you to love me all my life." And then -

'I want that dress.', 'I want to meet your family.', 'I want to marry you.','I want the TV remote.', 'I want kids.', 'I want a house.', a new car...and on and on and on ...

Then she finally says (something that I call confessing) - 'I want a life.'

Horrid no? People call it a crazy sweet little thing called love.

If I have to summarize love, it would take me a lot more than just a few words and it would take me really, really long to express it. However, I will summarize love in some ugly true words.

Love is - Compromising with yourself for someone else. It is living for the other person and doing what he/she wants. Love is suppressing your own feelings for others. Love is essential. Like I said, love is, strange and crucifying.

They say love is surreal. Love is, but we make it surreal.

A Loner's Thoughts

19/2/2010 Worli, Mumbai - 17:24 hours

The best thing about being a loner is that you have a world of opportunities surrounding you, freeing you of all obligations and bindings.

You are like a free bird, free it seems, that has the whole world under her feet.

Life seems crazy, when the people in your life have left you and you leave behind some of them while strolling around. There seems a strange darkness and an urge for the sun to rise.

(Though) It Won't !!

The sun won't rise until you stand up and confront time. Time is powerful and a strong headed mentor. It is, also a dehydrator. It dehydrates your life if not timed to perfection or atleast close to it. To make the sun rise up again in your closed dark world, you need to stand up and take a step.

Life is great when postured on canvas. The embossed acrylic feels great to touch but, only the artist knows the hard work he'd put in to make it feel like it.

18:01 Hours
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21/2/10 Vikhroli, Mumbai - 2:22 Hours

But of course, who cares about the hard work or the imagination or perhaps, even desires? No one! The selfish world turns up against you and makes you do things you'd never imagined yourself exercising. The myths of life are many and the truths, a few. People, who once have ascertained the truths of life, see the haze around them clearing up. Learning is not a slow process. It is eventually one of the secrets kept away from the minions. Something that plausibly makes it slow or just make it seem slow.

The key is that "there is no key."

(It does remind me of Kung-Fu Panda right now but that's not the shoe that fits the feet.)

You are free, limitless and unbound. Circumscribing oneself is merely closing room for anonymity and surprises because the limits are so tiny from what they can actually be.


2:44 Hours
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+ or -

Life is considered to be divided among different kinds of energies. Basically there are two-Positive and Negative. We are always told to concentrate on the positive energies. Often have we heard the "be positive" slogan throughout our lives. It's substantial and coherent for people, those who believe in it, to understand what it really is. However, its true gumption is not substantiated.

So, how do we differentiate energies from positive and negative?

How do we subtract bad from an assortment of good and bad?

Suppose a person who wants to buy a car but does not enough have money for it and is diffident. Now he'll attract positive feelings from a person who will encourage him that he'll be able to buy the car. Also, if he gets an increment he'll feel exulted because now his misery will end and his desire will be fulfilled. At the same time, another person who has the same dream and has enough money for it. It will not matter to him whether or not he gets a bonus because he is already in a state to buy a car.

Consider a Situation where a female rapist is assaulting a man. I know it's a bit unusual and funny but in this case if a policeman arrives at the place of incident. There will be a flow of both positive and negative energies in the air. There will be some serious course for positive energy in the man that is being assaulted where as the fear of being caught will instill the negatives in the woman.

So, the probability of an energy being positive or negative cannot be determined. One cannot say that doing this will bring positive energies towards you and hence you will attain quintessence. No, It wouldn't happen. A same situation might bring positives in some while the same incident might engross negatives into somebody else. Thus, the distinction of energies actually differs for person to person. No one can tell you exactly what is good or bad. It is you who has to decide whether a thing is good for you or is it bad for you. Different people have different sets of priorities in life and they live in different circumstances. To negate the negatives one has to think about the positives. However, it is very important to differentiate the positives from the negatives. Two situations might be good and bad for two different instances.

Remember the power is inside us and the choice is ours. It is us, the human beings who made the greatest of things in the world and the same human beings commit suicide and become a curse to life.

The choice is yours, what you want to be and the energies are inside you.

Fighting with the Conscience...

It's not difficult to talk to one's self. It is not hard to find answers to many of our questions. We compare, discriminate and make an order of things that are pocket-sized. Fairly the order goes wrong, we fail and we tend to circumscribe our life up to where the things have been working fine. We ask ourselves questions, things start to bother us but do we really think upon the fact that life is not asking us for what we are giving it. It's difficult to fight with one's conscience and break into the young possibilities of expanding one's area of understanding through innovation and thinking, it is beyond concept but it is not that hard to learn from the mistakes that one has already made. Simple things in life makes life simple and unification of the thoughts in association with the moral, integral and significant values of life may make it even simpler.

Standing on top of a building may instill a person with fear and at the same time it might impregnate one with a feeling of power, courage and independence. One has to abduct a burn in order to feel what a flame can do to him, for a flame is calm and composed. A flame does not tell you the harm that it can cause you. It is powerless and mighty. The experiences are endless and the possibilities limitless. The betterment of one's soul and thoughts is directly proportional to the gratuity he pays to himself in the form of self indulgence. A man can only compensate for his duly or unduly transgressions by an act of self analysis. Self analysis is necessary to advance the impasse, a comma in the life. Comma because it's ephemeral and it will pass depending upon one's choice of actions. Life is all about the choices that we make. We make the correct choices according to ourselves but sometimes our choices just do not tend to suit the environment. The redemption is easy, the course harsh and the basic necessity is the self actuation. Just like the old cliche that says "we have to hold our spoons in order to eat the food", we will have to make an effort, push ourselves and attain a state of bliss. For a person shall get what he truly deserves.

Knowingly or unknowingly we make mistakes in life and pay for them. It's similar to the fact that we go to a restaurant order the food which on being served tastes awful and we still pay the bill but that doesn't stops us from going munching at some other joint. Life's experiences are quite alike, we just have to make sure that we do not tread the path we have once already suffered going onto. The destination must not change, but the path should. When a kid is born no one tells him that life would be easy. Failing is not the end, it is just another step up the ladder. It takes in a lot of courage to experience a failure. What is more courageous and dexterous is to double your possibilities after experiencing a failure.

A tryst with GOD ...

I live in a place where God is very close to me in different embodiments. I have a Temple, a Mosque and a Gurdwara along with my house aimlessly projected right in the center of all three. My appetite for movies keeps me waking up till late at night, almost all night infact. This is what an unemployable status does to you. It turns you into a nocturnal, makes you eat a lot of chocolate and write shitty blogs. And so, here I am whining about my unemployability in every possible way that I can. But the message that I want to convey is somewhat different and doesn't concerns with my employability.

As the minutes pass by and the time gets closer, I know that in no matter of time i'll be hearing the prayers from Gurdwara. They start singing orisons early in the morning or as you may say late at night at 3 A.M, everyday with their loudspeakers on full volume. I think the purpose behind keeping the volume high is to make the sound be able to reach most of the Sikhs living nearby or may be they just want to prove that they can be louder than death metal rock. At 5 A.M, the Namaz is recited in the mosque. It was a coincidence that I went out of my room to the other room which is at rest, yes the Restroom, at 5 A.M exact. What actually happened was simply magnanimous and astounding. At first, I heard some mixed up sounds and voices as if someone has put two voices in a mixer and pushed the button. Basically two modulated voices and it was the first time in my four years of engineering that I understood the concept of modulation. Few seconds later I heard two distinct and very clear sounds that were irrevocably sweet and pure. I could hear both Namaz and the Orisons from Gurdwara loud and clear. Each and every word spelt was as clear as the lake water. I was mesmerized at the beauty of God's power, his great creativity that is reflected in each and every iota of this universe. The experience, nerve impulsing and pure. It was surreal. I was spell bound with god's magic and life meant trivial to me. Those five minutes were real and the world stood right in front of my eyes, rather ears.

I always say and have believed that life is simple, it's us who make our lives complicated. Our senses completely rule our body and it is our mind along with the senses that causes our actions. It can be easily understood by the theory of cause and effect. We perceive things in a negative way which is caused by our brain and senses, and we are indebted to our misery. And our actions are the consequences to our misery, which might not be the case every time. It's our dependency how we choose to see things, whether complicated or simple. It depends on us how we perceive things and make our life simpler. We should always try to conceive things in the simplest way we can and our miseries will run far away from us. Our purpose of life should be to make it simple for life is too short to be sad and nature is a great teacher.

Spirituality or Hypocrisy

It was a dark chilly night,(No, Its not a story about Zombies.)...

So, I had moved out to have dinner on this cold night where a 6ºC breeze punched you right in your face as it swashed. The temperatures in the city has never been like this ever before. As I moved into "The Taj Hotel" of Alambagh, "BABA KA DHABA", I could see the life propelling. It was a pretty normal scene one can experience at a conventional Dhaba. Two men scolding the waiter because the water he served them wasn't clear. Other servers running hastily here and there to dish up food to the customers waiting. The clapping sound of the chef at the Tandoor also known as the clay oven. It was a pretty normal sight, until I heard orisons, Bhajans, on the stereo behind the bar. The peculiar thing to be notice was the tunes on which the orisons were recorded, Dus bahane kar ke le gaye dil.

Despite, it wasn't the first time I had heard an invocation on a bollywood song's tune, it lured me upon thinking this time. A question that I think should be asked.


Where is the Spirituality in this?

Is it just the lip service?


I relate something like this to spirituality because orisons are anticipated to be a medium to feel God beside you. They bring you up close to God. So, are these people (the singers) really doing the needful? or are they like everyone else, selfish?
Where is the power of devotion and passion? Isn't one's true devotion to God quite enough to strike a tune?

These are merely songs. Words that are complacent, too indefinite and bland to bring a person anywhere near to God. The devotion of a true devotee is enough to generate a tune. It doesn't matter what tune it strikes but one thing that I'm sure of is it, that its definitely not going to be a copy of a bollywood song's. The world is at God's mercy and these singers by all odds are at the mercy of the tunes that our(bollywood) composers bargain out of some other Singer or a Composer. Though, my opinions don't matter but I don't think that our singers are solving the purpose that an invocation, orison, has. Its lacking the passion, the divulgence to come together to God. A supplication is suppose to effuse positive energies into the aura, bring happiness to people and make them feel close to god which is certainly missed out, when its not pure. It loses its purpose to lure people into the serenity of god and it loses the reasonable care it deserves.


"Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude." Denis Waitley