confused? crazy? :|

Well I  seem to be getting confused about a lot of things of late. One moment of inspiration seems to have caused new twists and turns inside my head and am trying to sort them out.

There is nothing fun about this. Usually when I get confused, I look for sense, by defining myself in new “ways”(and discover something new about myself). But some how this time, I seem to be looking for a discovery, which means, for sure, that I am over looking something(discoveries are always accidental, I guess).

I wrote about four drafts, but felt they weren’t worth publishing(still trying to figure out why), but at least they are there, saved as drafts, four among scores. I guess sometimes it is better to be candid, but then when you are confused about what you want to be candid about, then you are seriously confused(like this sentence?).

And all this confusion is driving me crazy. Messaging random people on friends’ mobile(using their mobiles 😛 ), inventing new words(and found out that people are stupid enough to buy it :P), well at least a word- folligo(what does it mean?), arguing about anything and everything, telling everyone I need a girl friend/ I am in love with someone(go figure :P), hating everything and then thinking about it and deciding I don’t hate it after all etc.

Well I can tell you all one thing- be careful of this bug. It will make you feel horrendously low at one moment and the next  moment, you will be on top of the world. It’s fun for a while, but this too irritating(more for my friends than me I guess 😛 ). Well I am thankful that people around me can handle this madness, they surely deserve an ode(did I tell you, I had the sudden whim, to write a new play and claim it is a rare work of Shakespeare? ).

But odes can wait, till my sanity is analysed by my saner side and it decides to confront this new bug with hard-hitting questions and definitive answers(my saner side is still on a holiday, I guess). But one thing is for sure, I am not an odd one out, many seem to be affected by it, maybe they can control the bug and let it have its say whenever they see it fit, but since usually the mean(the mathematical thing) escapes me and the extremes haunt me, I need to decide about this bug, i.e. if I should keep it or kill it .

And when have you seen me write posts like this? This sums it up, I guess. Or maybe it is just the effect of reading Rushdie. Ha well. Anyway, before you run away, thanks to the bug, since I am too lazy to choose photos(783 in all, so 😛 ) , here is how I welcomed new year 😛

Just bare with the inital parts, the end is good, I guess 😛

P.S:- WP spell check, has underlined “four” and suggests “for” is what I must have been thinking about, er…did I miss spell 4? “|

P.P.S:- And I thought it was only me-until I understood what those colourful updates on fb were 😐 Madness.

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Hail,oh!Hail,the sun!

From misc3

OH! words fail,
hail! OH! hail!
You are the sign of day!
I call out to thee,
something far away and free,
who lends life,till my eyes can see.
Everyday,you keep life,
and everyday you rise and dive,
behind those curtains,we call sky!
Reality,we perceive
and existence you breathe,
knowledge has thought us,that source is thee,
and for that reason,i want to know why me?
You who cause the flowers to bloom,

From misc3

You without whom,we see doom.
And yet by your same hands,
you cause rotten and barren sands,

From misc3

And that which was life,
now seems a dream!oh!it is alive!
By some unknown source,
from nowhere you arose!
And though clouds might hide,
You are the one who keeps life!

From misc3

Every morrow and afternoon,
you spring though and lighten our sorrow,
and on earth,your child,we nest and burrow!

There, somewhere behind,
the curtain of vapors,lined
and blown by winds of wisdom,
who spread to every lee of the kingdom,
you pull the reins of time,
and make me write this rime.

From misc3

Then after hours of preaching,
you impart yourself to us,by the final setting,
as the world turns dark,on a moonless night,
you give us the strength,to go on with the fight,

From misc3

When thee exists,you are the right,
And darkness is your shadow’s light.

Someday,some grave might eat you,
but you hold life,like only a few.
Even if another world were to be,
It will never be this sunny.
dawn or dusk,
Life is in your lush-
let the flowers keep their bloom
and humanity end its gloom,
Keep your fire alive,
we are all but naive,
oh!hail,oh!hail,
words fail,
Someday we shall meet,
someday we shall understand your beat,
Hail,oh!hail,
to you,who keeps life,alive!

From photoshopped

The light shines the brightest

The light shines the brightest

An urge to fill it,
a wish to make everything fit.
Yet,the ignorace fights against being lit.
the hands of clocks keep moving,
and within the closed walls,there is a feeling.
Something which holds it all,too tight,
when you become indifferent,it is not right.
A battle,which goes on all night,
and the day break,just seems for haunting’s sake.

You wish that it will all end,
you wish it would all stop,as it began.
Let you know it is your path
and the pain be felt ,in your heart,
till the time comes,that you depart.

Quintessential,you know it is,
you know that within it,there is a bliss.
All the world has light,
but darkness is a test of your might.
And whatever maybe the battle,
you know,it is from some unknown fiddle.

God,things claim around you,
may he be kind to you,
they say.But something is not on cue,
though i know i will not lose it too.

I refuse to break the dam,
for in that water something swam.
Let them claim it is an illusion,
but for me seeking it is, salvation.
For its sake,I have a life,
and for my sake,i shall strive.
And again and and again ,i will dive,
for within it i can see ,I lie.

Let the world bring,its force,
but my walls,i will reinforce,
nothing can enter,unless by the door,
and everything,even if it is to soar,
can wait,to hurt,when i come to the fore.
Throw it and try to hurt me more,
but i am what i am,
and i wish to be known as the one who swam.

I know my path,is for the right,
and for its sake i will fight,
in the name of my light,
for the sake of me,my light.
I am the one in my eyes,who is bright,
for ,for me,there is the light.
Albeit,the shadows,albeit the night,
keep burning and shine on,you light.
It is all the light,
In the name of the light,
let the light shine the brightest,
the light shines the brightest.

shadows

Where there is light,there is a shadow.As long we exist,so does our shadow.When do you see your shadow?What do you think about it?And what do you learn from it?

Picture taken at the Kailashnath temple in Ellora.

P.S: last 24 hours to post your entry for the Nationalism contest.I will be posting the entries tomorrow.