The Magnifying Glass Of Frustration.

Some times extreme mental disturbance and unrest induce a strong desire for some mental appeasement. Most often such sought after mental consolation comes by following one's preferred  creative pursuits. For example after bitterly falling out with the family members , an individual may withdraw himself from active participation with the outer world and he/she may take up a creative pursuit like writing a poem or painting or reading a good book or listening to music so as to relieve himself/herself from the agonized mind. Such temporary withdrawal  of a person from the busy world  reconnects the individual with the  heavenly gifted  inner resources  embedded in his person . Sometimes such incidents help that person to rediscover his/her own being more accurately.

Many a time the most beautiful thing in life come after the most  discouraging experience.Many a time we discover the rainbow only after experiencing the inconvenience rain. Moreover. it is a truth that the sweetest songs come only from a heart which is broken and life is rightly understood with the magnifying glass of frustration. 

A few days' Break .

A few days’ break from the habit of creative thinking  slipped me  into monotony and reduced drastically my sensitivity to life. Day by day the fine feelings freely flowing hitherto in my mind got slashed both in number and in magnitude and started to become more and more coarse. A few trivial affairs of a routine life used to eat up the total time of the day. And I found myself as if tightly stuck to a hard immovable substratum. I knew such a life had no progress. But life got stuck very deadly and I could not even sit meditatively for a few moments. It is because I had started to appreciate my gradual animal like transformation. The Animals whose lives center around only few basic necessities and who are happy with a bellyful of eatables and in fulfilling some biological necessities became synonymous with my way of living. I found no line of difference between myself and a cow moving in the market place dumb. My slothful idle days of the Summer Vacation and the life style of straying cattle had little difference. I was more sorrowful because I didn’t feel any positive inward wish to overthrow such a way of life.

In a trap of such mental lethargy and agony I closed my eyes and mentally viewed the world around me. I was seeking in my heart a little emotional and spiritual warmth which was missing in me for a long time…..slowly in my mental eye the image of Jagannath temple of my home town was formed and I felt a little stir of emotion and a sparkle of the divine. It happened because I remembered how the Public was motivated and united by a religious allegiance to construct that temple. Most of the inhabitants of Tikabali (my home town) had joined their hands unreservedly and a nearby hilltop was developed to shelter the deities. At present the charming spot is a chief attraction of the town and bears the testimony of united efforts of some human beings. The flag of the temple shows the beauty of harmonious working and a royal road which can make life more beautiful and noble.  

New inspirations twinkle with prayer.

When man is fully defeated, he resigns himself to the provident and to some unseen power. When he feels that life has gone awry and life itself is on the verge of gradual disintegration, he starts to pray to some unseen almighty under a psychological compulsion.   It is a natural recourse because prayers shield us from our negative feelings of littleness and inferiority. Prayers instill faith and dissolve the mental blockades. Prayer is an exercise of imagining something beyond imagination and human faculties. And this healthy exercise expands the range of perception to life and fresh inspiration twinkle to lead life more meaningfully. 

Standing on life's long road

Standing on life's long road
The eyes cast ahead
Expectant looks
Of green trees
And gently tossing flowers.



But on the way
Life cruelly displays
Signboards
Of RETREAT.
And discouragement.



To riot the mind
With Dreams of the Mahatma,
High ambitions,
Collapsing faith
And the wretched wolfish motives.



In the course
Time flies.
The sun sets.
The little story is wound up.
And a vanquished is born somewhere.


Learning the ABC's of life
Only to let out
Long sighs and weak moans
Fighting a hard battle
Single handedly…..

Very tired because there was a lot of movement on the congested roads of berhampur and the comfort of home was missing. Money has to be spent like water for everything now and then. A single day's stay would mean an expenditure of some thousand rupees. Life is not at all comfortable if you are not ready to spend like a king. However, spending unreservedly may make you comfortable but not peaceful.