Essays of a Wandering Mind!
I stood at the point where there was no fence.
It was a beautiful view of the sea beneath.
It was a scene worth the climb uphill.
But was my effort in vain?
For I have nowhere to go now
But down the rotten hill again!
I see the ships in the distance,
I see the sun rising high,
I see the seagulls soaring above,
I see life and I see the grandeur.
Yet my hindsight fails to see beyond
The walk down the rotten hill again!
In all effectiveness fear fuels hatred, lust beckons anguish, greed sows the seed of misery and jealousy douses the flame of love. If only we know what we do to ourselves through words said and unsaid, through actions done and withheld, then, perhaps there is more chance to free ourselves from unwonted ends, escape from unexpected twists of fate and maybe even find a better salvation to our otherwise miserable souls!
(more…)With much glee and
Happiness abound
I started to toil,
On a brand new path!
A trail that notions
Great life ahead;
A thought nurturing
Satisfaction straight!
The question is ‘What happens after death‘? Do we go anywhere beyond? Do we still have some sort of physical restrictions or do we keep roaming the vastness of space unawares to the living and we ourselves unmindful of all thoughts? Do we still manage to touch and feel? One thing is for sure; our lease with the physical form that we carry will end. And with it shall end a life time of cravings and desires; burdens and borrowings; sufferings and sorrow; happiness and love??
The irony of life is that we build money or morale, values or habits, thoughts or actions, do good or bad; we shall carry none forward, if at all there is any such forward! We, who are desperate and delirious for most of the life to reach one goal after another, meet a sudden end regardless of cast or societal status. All life forms for some unknown reason BEGIN and END (period).
(more…)Here we go,
Walking on the shores of life
Speeding all the way!
We walk the line,
Like ants following one another
Crawling all along!
The shore is long,
And the waves are strong;
Pulling and sucking us all.
The sand is a quagmire,
All mushy and squishy,
But nevertheless we trod along.
Every time you pause to make a decision, you are bound to have more than one choice at your hands, always. Now it is one thing that the choice you take moulds your life; at least that part of your life wherein you took the decision. So what happens to the other choice(s)?
It is the truth that the choice existed even before you made the decision. Whether you liked it or not is completely left to you; sometimes you would have end up taking one choice though you might not have disliked the other one(s).
Since it existed it continues to; it is not a differential entity but is rather a continuous one and is integrated with the very package of choices that was chosen for all decisions that need be taken under any given circumstance. I know choices don’t come in packages, but assuming so for better understanding…
(more…)“So you are really planning to take that exam?” Raghu was almost distraught about his friend Ramanan’s decision.
“Huh yeah. Now please don’t keep staring at me like that!” Ramanan was trying to recollect the last few chapters in the course which he had prepared in a lot of hurry.
“Sure of course I won’t! Who am I just another servant for great people like you.” The sarcasm in Raghu’s voice was inescapable.
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