July 26, 2008 § 6 Comments
If night weren’t night,what will it be?
if day wasn’t day what will it be?
If hours weren’t hours,what will they be?
if minutes weren’t minutes what will they be?
If you weren’t you ,what will you be?
if they weren’t they what will they be?
If i wasn’t me,what will i be?
If earth,wasn’t earth what will it be?
If life wasn’t life what will it be?
If death wasn’t death what will it be?
If everything is nothing,what will it be?
So what if,everything wasn’t meant to be?
So what if everything is ’cause of destiny?
So what if we hate everyone?
So what if we love everyone?
So what if ,so what if,
you find everything gone one fine day?
so what if,so what if,
you find yourself on the top,one fine day?
So what if…
so what if…
So what if…
well everything is…
July 19, 2008 § 5 Comments
Well well what do i write?i was supposed to write about something i forgot.i am supposed to write a script for a street play,now seriously i need to do a lot of drain munching for it,i mean “price rise” might be current,but then it is going to take a lot of brain storming to come with something.Anyway,the script can wait,i am in no mood to write scripts,the maths exam on Tuesday,i haunting me.Anyway that too is that,i have to write something,anything.It should make sense shouldn’t it? After all i am accused of writing posts which make either no sense or too much of it.I am trying to strike the balance,between writing sense and nonsense.So for today let us go after the sky.yes so till the end of this post,all of you are wondering at the sky.
So what does the sky tell you?
It is an infinite blanket,seemingly never ending ,changing as much as the weather and earth can afford.It has many secrets you see and like you i too am a ardent observer of it.It takes a long to appreciate it ,for it so huge,so humongous that it would take your brain some sky mapping to plot it.I have always wondered,why the sky is dotted with clouds.These things called clouds,travel across this infinite being,purposeless yet purposeful .i wonder why they move,above me.Don’t they ever want to visit the planes and see? maybe thats why they rain.Now back to the phantasmagoria of the ever profound yet shallow sky.Now he is always something special.he is really really deep,so deep that at night i can see the stars.i wonder what they are?Science gives us explanations but is it how they are really? I mean are the reality?and the sky too and the clouds too are they the reality?
It is easier to relate to the sky as he is close by 🙂 whereas these stars are so far away,that sometimes i wonder,am i also too far away from everything around me?Now even this computer feels strange,really really strange.I am about a feet away from the screen,yet if i close my eyes and think,it can be miles away.So are the clouds,sky and stars a waking dream? So we just see them,they exist,we exist?What about the ever radiant sun?Is he too just a lustrous illusion?All that shines is not light? No i am trying to maintain a balance so ,let me see….how can i make too much of sense when i have made very little of it?
close your eyes(after reading this para) and think of your life till now.Just think back.Take you time,savor the moments of joy,think of those bad days and laugh them off after that think about the sun,the sky and the stars and the clouds.What do you see?( now close your eyes now,don’t say you don’t have time,if you don’t you won’t be reading this ).
Now that you have thought about them,tell me what do you see?I have been putting up photos of late,it was nice reading all you answers.i learnt a few things from those answers,like each one has a different view about life.No it is not that i didn’t know that before,but it ascertained that fact.Now i ask you again,so tell me truthfully after reviewing your life,what do the sky,the sun,the starts and the clouds represent for you ?I cannot complete the post because i don’t know what you think about it…so i leave to you to complete this post…
July 14, 2008 § 14 Comments
July 4, 2008 § 1 Comment
My answers to the questions Keshi had asked in her blog 🙂 I liked these questions a lot 🙂 So i would like to know your answers to these questions 🙂 My fav question in this was what do i hear? Thanks Keshi for coming up the post 🙂
1. What have you got?
a world which i love and hate and which i want to do something for before it is too late 🙂
2. What have you lost?
I have lost the ability to understand why i think differently 🙂
3. What do you see?
fantasy and reality,
one filled with beauty the other with humanity
4. What has been censored?
The secret of life,
the reasons why we need to be alive.
5. What do you hear?
the song of silence
a melody without any vulgarity,
just plain innocence and beauty.
6. What has been silenced?
all that needs to be and need not be.
the ancient secrets and the dirty reality.both are needed on for the other.they are like brothers 🙂
7. What do you feel?
That i am here for something,so to find out what it is,is everything.
the light shines the brightest
8. What is still untouched?
The essence of life.
the ending of time,
the beginning of the rime.
9. What have you tasted?
humanity and mankind.
where what you see,kills a mocking bird
and loves a dead flower 🙂
10. What do you abstain from?
from smoking and drugs…will never try those 🙂
11. What do you speak?
words whose origin i am not aware of.
the dare and they are rare,
and i am a bearer who has to bear
the effects of the dare 🙂
12. What do you mute?
nothing.except that which has to wait a while.For when something is said,it is the word 🙂
July 2, 2008 § 10 Comments
I am what i am.That is it.Do i think too much? Well i don’t know,but if i didn’t think,then i will not be me.It isn’t supposed to be two posts about me,i wasn’t planning this,but then it struck me that i need to clarify a few things.
A lot of you ask me,am i really 16? It is easier to laugh this one out.I wonder why people think i am not 16 .The reason might be that i think differently.Now i wonder why i think differently. The fact that i think differently from the majority of people in my age group is tough to accept.To me,there is nothing strange in asking questions,questioning is life.
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.-Albert Einstein (1879 – 1955)
Questions,questions and more questions exist in this world.As Einstein says,there is no limit to asking questions.I ask myself why do i question? And the replies i get are infinite,for my mind can think without rest.I try to let my mind think all its want.I like dreams,i like the impossible ,i like fantasies to say the least.
So why should I come back to this so called “reality” of yours? I am pretty comfortable with where I am.If you want come with me and i will show you the way i think,but it isn’t easy for me to accept what you think.I love to watch clouds.I love the silence of night.I love to dream.And most of all ,i love it when my brain and heart churn out answers.it must be the greatest feeling to get answers,but then all answers lead to more questions and so think more.
Look at all the sentences which seem true and question them.
Now i haven’t progressed much here.I am still caught up.I am still trying to think out if i should be writing this.As i said i am very happy in the world i live.When someone says a no to something,i believe it can mean a yes.i believe that i can find solutions to the perennial problems of humanity,for i can think.yet thinking does lead to dead ends.Those are the times when you are left desperate,that is when you press your mind to think harder and you wish and think that you can think that one out.
Judge of a man by his questions rather than by his answers.
Voltaire (1694 – 1778)
this is one of the most truest sayings.And so i shall end this with a few questions:
why all this?
why not think?
why a end?
why a beginning?
why a nation?
why big bang?
and here is what i think about everything
SOLUTIONS ARE CREATED BEFORE PROBLEMS
June 23, 2008 § 3 Comments
“Life is a candle . . . light it!
Life is a game . . . play it!
Life is a challenge . . . accept it!
Life is a lock . . . open it!
Life is a puzzle . . . solve it!
Life is a book . . . read it!
Life is a quest to seek the Truth . . . live it! ”
” Life is being human…revel in it! ”
What i want to know :-
If life being all that was said,
then where is a place for the dead?
throughout our life we are fed,
and towards infinity led,
yet what makes life? what makes
it clear? What form of it is ,
purer that water?what form of it
is more clearer than love?
What is life,when everything else
is an illusion?
To light a candle we need fire. ?
to play a game we need to know the rules. ?
To solve a puzzle,we need to see it. ?
To read a book we need to know how to read it. ?
To live life which seeks the truth we need to know life. ?
And to revel in humanity,we need to be human. ?
June 10, 2008 § 8 Comments
so a lack of purpose,
led to creation,
and we are all suffering
without any ultimate relation.
A knowledge ,from past
has ceased in its grave,
for there is no purpose to save?
then why live?
then why remain static,
in a world which is,yet dimensional?
if purpose is none,
why have anything at all?
if purpose is none,
then none exists behind
the dark universal veil?
If there is no ultimatum,
if there is no purpose,
then why should we breath?
or for that matter breed?
If no purpose can be found,
behind every wall or cloud,
then why have them all
scattered around in the reason
-purpose dead intersection?
if there is no purpose,
then why be born?
then why be dead?
why cannot we be static at rest?
what laws define the infinite
finite,which at its shore
impresses a sense of profound secrecy?
Why a humbug race called humanity?
which though bothered to define humility,
is at most times is full of hypocrisy?
Why if no purpose exists,
should a few strewn reminiscences
of ancient quest be buried,
deep inside a sands hurried?
Why at all if no purpose exists,
do we even seek a knowledge
which we believe will free
us of this mortal bondage?
why do we seek purpose?
for what do we seek purpose?
what is the origin of need
to be purposeful?
If purpose can define life?
then what is it?
yet we seem to think
that ,not a purpose exists,
but an infinite might,
which we call as the universe
and our own selves.
What is the cause of the universe?
or is it too a purpose lost
thought,an impossible notion,
in the minds of creation.
Yet we say none exists.
so i ask what is the purpose
of non existence? whence
does it appear,a need to
fill an aesthetic grotesque
art,with a perception
which not even the artist
knows of, even in completion?
are we too small to see
purpose?Why are we, then too small?
Is there an end,where purpose
ceases,where purpose breaches
none but it self to annihilate
itself and reveal the true core,
even if it is sore core,
after all the dark drills it bore?
If purpose exists to everything,
then let it be in everything.
I am aware yet cannot perceive.
are my dimensions too cute
that the gory art of purpose
falls at its beauty? if so,i say
none matters,but the purpose,
for which i seek purpose be filled.
For the perennial universe
of questions,which all seek
a divine purpose(which is all),
there is a perennial universe
of solutions and answers,
one which parallel yet the same
as the question.If both nay
exist,then no theism can be filled,
for money might be made of matter,
yet its value is of the administrator.
Purpose,i ask what is your purpose?
If love fails purpose,
then let everything be struck by it,
so that none question you,
who is full of unknown purpose.
If love it is,let it be,
we are all blind and cannot see-
a love which is too big that
only our breath is able
to perceive, a taste which our
knowledge initiates us to believe
that it is the blush of love,
which is the fodder,
to fill our hunger-
derived from the thirst of purpose.
If lot it is,
then let it be love,
which paints the world,
for if not the world will lose purpose,
in seeking purpose,you
who is sly as a shadow,
who is the hands behind
the wheels of destiny,
which we say is the purpose.
let us ,love us.
the light shines the brightest.
May 14, 2008 § 4 Comments
when on a path,
a light leads,
the origin of the light,
is unknown yet known.
to know the origin,
we need to ask-
once asked ,one
tries to understand his light.
even if it leads to a fight,
to internal strife,the power,
which leads will restore the might,
which a person has in his faith.
for the question to come,
it takes a long time,
for it is inspired by
experience and obedience.
obedience to the spirit of rebellion,
obedience to the spirit of
experience of the soul,
experience of the body.
the purpose of a question,
is not to hasten
but to tighten
one’s trust in self-light.
the pilgrimage has crossroads,
it also has friends and foes,
each an angel or devil,
once a question is done with,
the answer’s spirit,
gives strength and valour
and belief in the path.
May 2, 2008 § Leave a comment
these are some of the responses i had for the last post:-
this one is by jeevan:-
Life is ones, to live up to its size
Pain downs everything and relief comes though our dears
Joy comes when a lot of people join for fun and whichever make us forget to be enjoying the moment.
Happiness sails often with us whenever there is something gives pleasure.
Suffering when there is so much stress and aches, both mentally and physically.
Love is priceless and nothing values before love.
Friend is someone introduced as stranger and strengthens our life building stronger.
Earth is a place we get to live and as a human being we try to control it and create troubles.
Death is ones, the path which ends… but anyone can walk on the path, except us.
this one is by vanessa:-
A chronology, from beginning to end, with all essential aspects in between……..
mother earth & good clean soil.& gardening.
and by infidel:-
Life — existence, to be enjoyed and extended
Pain — the day will come when I will defeat it
Joy — a certain person, no more will be said here
Happiness — what I expect the future will bring
Suffering — a torment without value or meaning, to be avoided when one can, endured when one must
Love — mercurial, indefinable, precious
Friend — truly known only after the passage of much time
Earth — “One does not live in the cradle forever” (Tsiolkovsky)
Death — the greatest and most terrible enemy, soon to be defeated at last
what this shows is, to everyone, everything has a different value.We can say that one set right and another is wrong,but we can never separate the feeling and experience from the person.All of us have a different path,and being different is a requirement.A few might believe in a set of thoughts yet their application and experience attached to it will be different.being different is not disobedience but the sign of development.