So we are here,finally we have arrived...after all those millions of births as insects, animals , plants and all other inexplicable things...you,myself and all of them around have taken birth as human beings on this mother Earth. Well that's not what i say,but the sacred Gita tells us !!
Ok agreed...no i wont contest that point as you might have thought...I really dont care from where I came as long as I'am alive and kicking! but I have my own doubts...there is something called as 'karma'...rings a bell,well it must have...cos karma is something which has been been treated as a philosophy rather than just a word...its something mystic...some overbearing law which cant be escaped or broken ( good to know that such a law exists,cos that means we have hope)
Why did everything went wrong at the last moment,when i had rehearsed n number of times???
why did this happen to me when i have not done any wrong???
why the hell...!!!
I'm sure you must have asked yourself and others these questions at some point...n guess what the reply was..."well that's your karma" .......superb,i mean excellent!!! of all such questions you may ask them,they would give you this sacred verse which u rather should believe cos its the mystic law...'u can ignore it but sorry cant escape it'. And the best part is that u dnt have to be a god fearing person to accept this law as it transgresses all religious boundaries and even the most die hard atheist scholars fall 'prey' to it!!!
So for heavens sake will some one tell me what karma has a new born earned when he is born in a ambani house hold vis a vis a new soul entering this world (mind u after all those millions of 'janams') in the dharavi slum just to find himself/herself a life ,which most of the people outside that slum and unfortunately also inside,dnt consider worth living!! My question is WHY HIM??? and well by now u know their answer...'that's his karma'...i say wtf!!!
What karma are they exactly talking about...ohh 'previous janam' is it??? well i feared this...for people like u and me they tell us to dig into our past and find the reasons whenevr we pose these questions(why me sorts) and to my surprise we always do get something to satisfy ourselves...no matter how illogical it may be at times...(like a small boy stealing a loaf of bread in his childhood,being penalised with an accident in which he loses his hand...he asks them n they say karma!) but what about this chap who has just opened his eyes in the slum under the greyish blue mumbai sky...he doesnt have a past,so they ask us to believe an atrociously built logic to it...past life karma...huh...may i ask how can a person be penalised or for that matter rewarded for the deeds of someone
1. He doesnt even know
2. He has never come across
3. He is not even faintly related to, in any sense of the word
and just to rub it in a bit more...the same points hold for the 'previous janam person' in question with regard to this new born! ohh...do i hear them say 'soul' well what's that- a quasi meta physical/biological realm of existense (and dnt knw what else)...and even if that's the bond between these two totally unrelated individuals...still if i break someone's face now why should the repercussions be burnt by some one who will be born may a few decades after my demise...cos we share the same soul,well even if i take that...dnt they get,it was not the soul which incited me to break that face,but my mind which instructed and co-ordinated a neat swing of the arm with the fingers getting into a fist and finally landing a blow at an angle which only a brain can perceive.And at the worst he just inherited my soul (i dnt know how he managed to do that,ie if he did) not my brain, so WHY HIM!!!
this brings me to the final part of this...THE BRAIN. I may have come across as a non-believer of i dnt know how many things but i believe in the power of the human brain. that's the supreme of them all. I do believe if you dont study you would fail... cos "A is A" . If there is a thing you cant escape...that's REALITY. An apple falls downwards not because that's its karma...but because of a real force called gravity, we know so well. That fellow met with an accident not cos that's his karma but cos may be he was negligent or the driver was...that's the reality and he cant escape it. coming back to that new born chap...well he has been born into a slum not cos of an iota of a fault of his,but the reality is that he would now have to struggle for his mere existense since the word go. Why he was born, well simple...its a unjustified,illogical world...made up of a few rudimentary systems just to create an illusion to the common man that it's not...but A is A...n i believe it is!!!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Romancing...!!!
Why is it ,that i always find u near
Why is it ,that i have this ever lingering fear,
Why is it ,that i have dried up my tears
Why do i feel alone even amongst my peers.
Why is it ,that i miss my words when we meet
and then the only thing i hear is my 'heart beat',
Why is it ,that you seem to be omnipresent to me
I know its a dream,but believe its reality.
Why is it ,that i cant miss those eyes even in a crowd
and whenever you are beside me i feel inexplicably contented and proud,
Why is it ,that i can sniff even a whiff of your scent
and whatever you may say i would always believe that,for me u are 'god sent' !!
Why is it ,that whenever i'm happy
i want to hold u in my arms & fly,
and no matter whether for me its a low or a high
whenever u smile, u make me sigh.
Why is it ,that i cant forget the time
we spent together,the 'golden days',
u know we laughed, cried & fought
in may be a thousand ways.
but it was for u that i lived
for u that i saved,
it was for u that i fought
for u that i prayed.
Why is it ,that i love u the way
i have never loved someone before,
Why is it ,that it seems impossible to
live even for a day without u anymore.
Why is it ,that i'm losing u each day & moving afar
won't we hold on,baby...will we go apart ???
Why is it ,that i have this ever lingering fear,
Why is it ,that i have dried up my tears
Why do i feel alone even amongst my peers.
Why is it ,that i miss my words when we meet
and then the only thing i hear is my 'heart beat',
Why is it ,that you seem to be omnipresent to me
I know its a dream,but believe its reality.
Why is it ,that i cant miss those eyes even in a crowd
and whenever you are beside me i feel inexplicably contented and proud,
Why is it ,that i can sniff even a whiff of your scent
and whatever you may say i would always believe that,for me u are 'god sent' !!
Why is it ,that whenever i'm happy
i want to hold u in my arms & fly,
and no matter whether for me its a low or a high
whenever u smile, u make me sigh.
Why is it ,that i cant forget the time
we spent together,the 'golden days',
u know we laughed, cried & fought
in may be a thousand ways.
but it was for u that i lived
for u that i saved,
it was for u that i fought
for u that i prayed.
Why is it ,that i love u the way
i have never loved someone before,
Why is it ,that it seems impossible to
live even for a day without u anymore.
Why is it ,that i'm losing u each day & moving afar
won't we hold on,baby...will we go apart ???
THE DILEMMA
In this cold winter night when everything stands still
When the white clouds are coming down from that far off hill,
When I can even see by breath go out
I weep within as I want to shout.
Its not that life has been unkind
But something’s bogging down my mind,
As I try to figure it out,through this winter haze
I get embroidled in that engulfing maze.
The question is not big neither its small
But somehow I haven’t been able to take the call,
Somehow it has always got the better of me
Somehow it’s a part of my entity.
But tonight I want to set it aside
As this silent night reminds me of my plight,
Tonight I want to break all the cobwebs and take flight
Where the sky above is not dark but a plethora of colours,bright.
As I go into the battle again
All my efforts go in vain,
Tonight when the time was rife
I couldn’t again find an answer to the question,
What am I going to do in life!!!
When the white clouds are coming down from that far off hill,
When I can even see by breath go out
I weep within as I want to shout.
Its not that life has been unkind
But something’s bogging down my mind,
As I try to figure it out,through this winter haze
I get embroidled in that engulfing maze.
The question is not big neither its small
But somehow I haven’t been able to take the call,
Somehow it has always got the better of me
Somehow it’s a part of my entity.
But tonight I want to set it aside
As this silent night reminds me of my plight,
Tonight I want to break all the cobwebs and take flight
Where the sky above is not dark but a plethora of colours,bright.
As I go into the battle again
All my efforts go in vain,
Tonight when the time was rife
I couldn’t again find an answer to the question,
What am I going to do in life!!!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
DIMENSIONING TIME !!!
Einstein referred to TIME as the fourth dimension, most people didn’t get him then…he reasoned that it was important as everything in this world is relative.
Today after so many years I disagree with the great man.
As for me it should be the first and if required the last dimension to be followed. Its not that I don’t understand the importance of the x-y-z co-ordinates, but its just that today all that seems so blur. Coming to think of it, you can actually measure and understand, to your surprise and presumed disbelief, everything under the sun, using TIME as a dimension.
Just think of it…you can span your whole life on it ( and see whether it has been worth all the effort or not !!! I hope the answer is yes for you)…you can look at a marvelous building and get awed by the 3-D complexities of it, but at the end of the day you have to remember that even that man-made structure has a life of its own. Right from the time of it getting conceptualized, being transferred to the drafting table and then finally getting its shape on the piece of land where it finally stands. In the end if you see it all wrt to time I’m sure you would be able to understand and appreciate it in a much better way.
Time is that one little thing that would keep the element of variance in your life, it would not let you stop. So whether you do it voluntarily or not, time would plot a graph for you on its axis…the challenge for us is to make sure that we have more peaks than the troughs in the final analysis.
Today after so many years I disagree with the great man.
As for me it should be the first and if required the last dimension to be followed. Its not that I don’t understand the importance of the x-y-z co-ordinates, but its just that today all that seems so blur. Coming to think of it, you can actually measure and understand, to your surprise and presumed disbelief, everything under the sun, using TIME as a dimension.
Just think of it…you can span your whole life on it ( and see whether it has been worth all the effort or not !!! I hope the answer is yes for you)…you can look at a marvelous building and get awed by the 3-D complexities of it, but at the end of the day you have to remember that even that man-made structure has a life of its own. Right from the time of it getting conceptualized, being transferred to the drafting table and then finally getting its shape on the piece of land where it finally stands. In the end if you see it all wrt to time I’m sure you would be able to understand and appreciate it in a much better way.
Time is that one little thing that would keep the element of variance in your life, it would not let you stop. So whether you do it voluntarily or not, time would plot a graph for you on its axis…the challenge for us is to make sure that we have more peaks than the troughs in the final analysis.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
UNITE
Unite if you want to live a life
Unite if you want the safety of your children and wife
Unite you must, if you still want to sing
Unite because that’s your last way your last thing
Unite if you still have your heart and soul
Unite your youth for that final goal
Unite if you still don’t know your mark
Unite before it becomes too late, too dark
Unite if you love your motherland, mate
Unite to close the evil gate
Unite if you want to have a say
Unite you may, if you still want to make it your day
Unite so that generations down line
Recognize us as brave
Unite so that you can hold your head high
To the moment when you are lowered into your grave.
Unite if you want the safety of your children and wife
Unite you must, if you still want to sing
Unite because that’s your last way your last thing
Unite if you still have your heart and soul
Unite your youth for that final goal
Unite if you still don’t know your mark
Unite before it becomes too late, too dark
Unite if you love your motherland, mate
Unite to close the evil gate
Unite if you want to have a say
Unite you may, if you still want to make it your day
Unite so that generations down line
Recognize us as brave
Unite so that you can hold your head high
To the moment when you are lowered into your grave.
Monday, June 9, 2008
fed-exp derailed !!!
what a heart break it has been...couldnt hv imagined this even in my wildest dreams that roger federer,the king...the one i'm an ardent fan of would be humiliated in such a way at Phillippe Chatrier,really what a shame!!!
We all knew that rafa is improving by the day and is the master of clay but the way he demolished roger today was like rude shock for all fedex fans. i wont go into the details of what all fedex didnt do which he should have or how the spaniard just outplayed him in every department of the game...cos the game's over n so is the dream of watching roger winning on parisian soil, atleast for an year.
What inspired me to key in this post were reasons nothing else but emotional,so as I feel disoriented and try to streamline my haywired thoughts i apologise for ending this abruptly...but promise to come back with lots more on roger once he wins the Wimbledon this year...fingers crossed...
Sunday, June 8, 2008
my role model
The moment I try to think of my inspirations many names crop up, Einstein for the sheer genius he was, Subhas Chandra Bose for the courage and bravery that man impersonified, Gandhi for being the true idealistic and many people having a rags to richest story, not because I want their wealth but because I want their audacity of dreaming big and then materializing their dreams. But surprisingly I find that though I want a bit of everyone I don’t idealize anyone in particular. The one who really inspires me to reach greater heights, the one who shows me the way whenever I get lost is, the guy in the mirror!
I may be sounding a bit egoistic, but surely I’m not. It’s just that, that the guy in the mirror means so much to me. Everytime I win and feel invincible, just a mere look at him makes me feel mortal again. Everytime I’m down and tending to give up, he inspires me to avenge myself, to go for the heights I have never dreamt before. The guy in the mirror, knows me the best .He knows my darkest secrets, my weaknesses, my strengths and he is always ears to share my feelings ,this is not to say that I don’t have good friends or family but still.
At the end of the day I know its all about him. My goal is to perfect that guy, to get out the best in him. And I shall pursue that my whole life. But in this I can’t bluff. Because I may fool the whole world, I may be a put on and nobody would come to know but the moment I get in front of the guy in the mirror, I stand naked. So in a way, he is the filter I use. He keeps my conscience clean and helps me to realign and introspect everytime I go wayward, everytime I sin. He has guided me through life and would keep doing so. As he is my mentor.
In the end I just hope that the guy in the mirror keeps inspiring and guiding me. But more importantly that I’m able to see him in the eye till my last breath .Because he is the one I idealize, he is my guru ,my role model and he shall take me through this thing called, Life.
PS - this I wrote as an entry to the creative writing competition held in my company.
I may be sounding a bit egoistic, but surely I’m not. It’s just that, that the guy in the mirror means so much to me. Everytime I win and feel invincible, just a mere look at him makes me feel mortal again. Everytime I’m down and tending to give up, he inspires me to avenge myself, to go for the heights I have never dreamt before. The guy in the mirror, knows me the best .He knows my darkest secrets, my weaknesses, my strengths and he is always ears to share my feelings ,this is not to say that I don’t have good friends or family but still.
At the end of the day I know its all about him. My goal is to perfect that guy, to get out the best in him. And I shall pursue that my whole life. But in this I can’t bluff. Because I may fool the whole world, I may be a put on and nobody would come to know but the moment I get in front of the guy in the mirror, I stand naked. So in a way, he is the filter I use. He keeps my conscience clean and helps me to realign and introspect everytime I go wayward, everytime I sin. He has guided me through life and would keep doing so. As he is my mentor.
In the end I just hope that the guy in the mirror keeps inspiring and guiding me. But more importantly that I’m able to see him in the eye till my last breath .Because he is the one I idealize, he is my guru ,my role model and he shall take me through this thing called, Life.
PS - this I wrote as an entry to the creative writing competition held in my company.
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