Tell me something good,
Tell me something new
I want to kill this time,
and bust asses few.
What the fuck is happening around?
Do they have any idea?
Fuck them! They don't care,
You don't have to hide, Yeah!
This feels heaven,
This feels hell.
I am, may be in.
I am, may be unwell.
The darkness followed
the emptiness, frozen.
Skewed, skimmed and smothered
it has hit even the zen.
The truths are
all defied, mystified.
Floating on a hazy night,
unidentified.
The rhymes are a few,
but they are all new.
The tricks are too clear,
Yes! hear hear.
Its just a gimcrack,
To possess them all.
Life is a crazy, insane bitch.
It leaves you appalled.
The lies are true,
and the truths blue.
The laughs are bare,
here and there.
It reeks the heart,
burns the soul.
The same old shit,
That grumps all.
The light at the end,
is merely seen.
The thunder struck,
it seamed, it seems.
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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.
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.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Desires...
I was just sitting a while ago when I realised that I made a blog yesterday and i promised myself that I will be maintaining the blog this time.
Then I thought, What will i write there...Right now I don't have anything to write..
Just then a thought came into my mind, "Desires".
Suddenly I realised that I have so much to write about.
I quickly put my thinking cap on and started cerebrating and I asked myself.
What are Desires?
What are they?
Where do they come from?
Why do they influence our life so much?
Why is it that Desires never end?
As long these questions were arising in my mind, I quickly Googled (Yes, We all do it) the word "Desire" and the first result was
The God of Knowledge on the Internet displaying a play of his immense power and yet again captivating my heart. As I read ...
"Desire is a sense of longing for a person or object or hoping for an outcome"
Right, but ain't this something we already know?
Desires, though Ephemeral (so now you understand why i named my blog) are yet so scintillating. A self-motivated person does so much to achieve what he desires. But in the realm of achieving his desire he forgets that what he longs for is just Ephemeral,Transient...It will not stay, as nothing is permanent in life. While a person slaves to accomplish his wants. he loses so much that he should have accumulated. Not necessarily is he going to achieve what he longs for, yet he learns so much in the process of trying. Trying is what gets a person going. Desires form priorities.
A want can be for anything be it Love, or Trucks of Money, or Passionate Sex, or Taking a Revenge, or A Great White Collar Job, or A House by the beach, It can be anything. A four year old might desire for a chocolate while a 25 year old would want to be a CEO someday. When a person achieves what he longs for, he is exhilarated but then new desires take over and he is on another mission.
Where do all these desires come from?
Well, the World is a park and everyday we walk through it. We see things, we hear things, we touch things and we Smell things, we perceive so much that what we see subdues our mind and body and produces Desires to attain them.
Why do they influence our life so much?
As the perception is so strong that once a desire is impregnated in the soul of a person, he becomes restless. The wants become a necessity. It has the power to transform people.
As life is a cycle, I believe desires also form a cycle. This cycle is of never ending desires. It's not about how we will achieve those desires but In the end what matters is that happiness what we achieve with that we desired.
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