The wheel of time

A child points finger to this and that and looks at the elder. The elder smiles and describes the world around.

Slowly the child learns what a tree is, a cat is, a dog is, a bus is, a cycle is. And life sets off like a meandering river through an unknown dense forest.

By the time the elder disintegrates in the whirlpool of time, the child assumes the form of the elder. And life goes on.........

Time is a mighty wave that changes, evolves, annihilates and also creates.

Happy time, sad time, future time, past time, present time - so many dimensions and definitions of time can construct a chequered life and then assimilate everything leaving little trash.  We run with time and gasp for breath. We dreamily wait for a pinkish future time and move ahead reposing our all faith in the providence.

Our faith is in the mystery of time. So on the Sivaratri we light a lamp; we light candles before the crucified son of God; we face in the direction of the Kaba shrine and chant the prayer; we toll the bell in the name of Budha and meditate and wait till our time ends........

A MOON BREAK

The sun had sunk below the horizon and the birds had already sheltered in their nests. The wind was cool and so was the earth. The sky was enchantingly star-lit and the moon was shining in an unfathomable bright calmness.

The unsurpassed beauty was shining outside but a man was caged in the four walls, glued to the computer screen and straining the eyes, and cut off from the touch of nature.

His life moved with lightening speed on windows 8 or Iphone 5 or android but away from the healing closeness of nature.

Now the worry-stricken suffocated man came out of the four walls of his brightly CFL lit house. The house was brightly but artificially lighted. The outward shine of a swanky room did not nurture his inner being.

Now, he stood for a while under the open sky. He looked at the limitless sky and the beaming moon. The moon was kind to that restless heart. The silvery light of the pleasant moon fell upon him. The cool light of the celestial object acted upon his heart. All the cuts & bruises on his heart were healed. His inflated ego dissolved and he felt the soothing calmness of the shiny moon. He folded his hands to the silvery moon and realized that the warmth of uncle moon was next to oxygen when life was woebegone and miserable.

The moon was smiling and the tiny flakes of cloud were creating the ambience of heaven from the sky.

A V-day Musing: A Story

The first girl in my life who had taught me what the emotions of love are. The girl who had taught me that IT IS BETTER TO BE TRUSTED THAN LOVED......... The same smile is there although the teen-age-charm has fused with the matured look of a 32/33 year old modest lady. Appearances have changed but the memory has never. It is true that we may not value those moments. It has no meaning when life rapidly operates on windows8 or i-phone 5.........Your very words, 'TERI ARMANO KI ARTHI LE JAA' at first had broken my heart and then strengthened it so powerfully that now no girl could ever break me anymore. You have really immunized me from all girls (including my wife)........Years after when I saw the film  'ISHQ' , I saw that the heroine of that film had used those same words what had one day pained me the most . But I am thankful to you, dear, that your friendship/short lived love gave me enough understanding of life......And one thing I must mention that you write the best letters of the world. And it is from you that I learnt how to write emotional letters. All these things might not be any more in your memory. But I remember it because once it was very real to me. There is no need to remember them but I am happy that, once in my life, you had sung a song. I know your life was shattered after our love was disclosed. But at those times I was too young to handle the situation....... Tanha Tanha Yahan Pe Jina Ye koi Baat Hey......just I remember the occasion when I had first seen you. And it was Berhampur station when you had first met me......Today I saw the digitally highlighted photo on your Facebook account but truly that misses the magic of 1998. And then I also remember how lean and lanky I was in the past and you were at the height of your beauty but you had still loved me at those times. After our unhappy affair the best thing I practiced was taking regular exercise and that one thing was able to restore my confidence. Truly speaking, I had almost lost my confidence when you had severely scolded me at the Ladies hostel gate. But that incident helped me never break because a girl stopped you loving. One thing you should know about me. After we separated another girl from Navodaya was my beloved and she had healed all the wounds. 

Sorry I speak of myself only........tell me something about you......... 

I know you very well. You will remain silent to this letter. However, it is also true that in these days I have changed a lot. Now your silence will least affect me. It is because our unhappy love relation had taught me not to bother while a lady tries to destroy you in the name of love.  I cannot help saying that your life has so many sudden surprises that it will be really hard on your part to enjoy life as a normal woman. However, your smiling photo on FACEBOOK account somewhat indicates that you now appreciate life and you are completely healed up. Hope you will exist as a good friend to me.

FEW LINES ON V_DAY...

The winter had frozen me. I had been motionless and iced for some days. I was caught in cold aloofness of non-activity. I refrained from life. I hid myself in my cozy cocoon to save myself.Although I would peep into the world around occasionally,
I would soon pull back and preferred staying in the dark corner of some unknown place unnoticed and, thereby, keeping myself unharmed from the ruthless world.
In short, I wanted to become seemingly a non-existent being. So I chose to stay
in the blind spot of others.

But today is V-day and I shed my torpor because LOVE is in the air. Moreover,
love makes me warm. It melts the cold heart and rejuvenates my trust in the
essential nobility of human beings anew.

The sun shines and there are green leaves of grass. The spring exposes itself
in the falling leaves and a gust of wind moves them into some distance. The wind of LOVE takes away the dry leaves of misunderstanding and distrust.

HAPPY DAY OF LOVE TO ALL
IN ITS BROADEST SENSE.

An egotistical Jerk

A huge ego wrapped

In a respect craving attitude;

A domineering temperament

Always yelling -I am the great

And a heart craving everyone’s attention and love

Make my life a desert.

However, I shall boast of the desert

Till I mingle with the dust

Till I make myself the most wretched,

Desolate and forlorn.

And then you will hatefully write

On my gravestone......

An egotistical jerk

Who never gave a fuck

To the persons who loved him.