When I feel powerless, I look up to God
When I feel lonely, I yearn for friends' company
When I'm hurt, I seek my inner consoling self
When I need love, I call my Jaan
When I want to travel, Lord sends opportunity
When I'm hungry, refrigerator is not so far
When I'm lost, I trust my instincts
When I'm tired, I take the day off
When I'm happy, SMSes are forwarded to all
When I'm in a dilemma, my heart takes the charge
When I fall ill, my family absorbs the shock and rejuvenates me above the usual par
In this world, I have truly got it all.
Showing posts with label me. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
is this my Life ?
This Life, I am living, don't feel any connection with it whatsoever, clearly indicating I don't belong here, this is not my life. I seem to be put in somebody else's body and thus Life. As if one fine day, I must have slept over when this swap occurred and here I am dealing with his situations, no use putting me here, I am a sheer waste of the human body.
Family: This guy's family is loving, caring and cool. The mistakes I'm committing here don't even ask, perhaps you wouldn't even want to hear, if I started speaking about them. Inside their minds they may loathe me, or may be not, but on the outer level they never confront me, all my transgressions go unseen and I'm allowed to live as it is, so much compassion and forgiveness, lucky guy he must be, to have been born to these parents.
Lover: As if the mystery of her invisible presence wasn't enough, her On/Off love-hate relation with me is an added bomb to the rugged love-life this guy must be having with her. She's so loving and adorable at one time, and a microwave oven the next instant, comprehensively grilling me, whether its a peccadillo or a blunder that I've committed. She's cute, beautiful and a wonderful person, but hard to be kept happy by a disgust like me.
Friends: The guy must be a clown himself, he's got a friend of each kind funny, serious, neutral, emotional, dutiful you name it he has it. Each one of them has got his own set of problems, still they gather over a cup of tea and dish out advice to every other friend in the group. I don't know what was his equation with these guys, but I just pray, God help him and his friends, may they be at peace.
World : The world is going on as always with its bustling nature, energy flow from here to there and vice versa. The Sun God shining brightly, birds flying free as they wish, people engaging in enjoyable activities, the daily cycle of day & night changing colours, etc. All this except the fact that none of this is affecting me, as if there was an impermeable plastic between me and this world. This makes it quite obvious that I'm not meant to be living this life.
Is this a bad dream ?, it would mean I'm still asleep and seeing my own life where everything is good, but me. Or is it that, I am put through this ordeal only to mend my ways?, and that I would be put back into my life only when I change for good, or worse thing I will have to keep up with this act till I die, as a compensation for a lousy past, I had back there in my own life.
what do You say ?...
Family: This guy's family is loving, caring and cool. The mistakes I'm committing here don't even ask, perhaps you wouldn't even want to hear, if I started speaking about them. Inside their minds they may loathe me, or may be not, but on the outer level they never confront me, all my transgressions go unseen and I'm allowed to live as it is, so much compassion and forgiveness, lucky guy he must be, to have been born to these parents.
Lover: As if the mystery of her invisible presence wasn't enough, her On/Off love-hate relation with me is an added bomb to the rugged love-life this guy must be having with her. She's so loving and adorable at one time, and a microwave oven the next instant, comprehensively grilling me, whether its a peccadillo or a blunder that I've committed. She's cute, beautiful and a wonderful person, but hard to be kept happy by a disgust like me.
Friends: The guy must be a clown himself, he's got a friend of each kind funny, serious, neutral, emotional, dutiful you name it he has it. Each one of them has got his own set of problems, still they gather over a cup of tea and dish out advice to every other friend in the group. I don't know what was his equation with these guys, but I just pray, God help him and his friends, may they be at peace.
World : The world is going on as always with its bustling nature, energy flow from here to there and vice versa. The Sun God shining brightly, birds flying free as they wish, people engaging in enjoyable activities, the daily cycle of day & night changing colours, etc. All this except the fact that none of this is affecting me, as if there was an impermeable plastic between me and this world. This makes it quite obvious that I'm not meant to be living this life.
Is this a bad dream ?, it would mean I'm still asleep and seeing my own life where everything is good, but me. Or is it that, I am put through this ordeal only to mend my ways?, and that I would be put back into my life only when I change for good, or worse thing I will have to keep up with this act till I die, as a compensation for a lousy past, I had back there in my own life.
what do You say ?...
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Still Life
The city climate is unstable, rains, heat wave, and winter breeze all coming over and going away within a span of few days, Ulhasnagar is raining in November strange, yet ok for me, because anyways what difference does it make to a Still Life, like that of mine.
No progress whatsoever since years in me and my work, no development in my Quests for a better tomorrow, no advancement in my techniques to overcome this status-quo which I've been holding onto since last many years.
But, as always I would try to change it, (if I really want to I mean), hell did I ever want the change, maybe the answer is No, and it was all sub-conscious, because I was never the direct target of the ill situations and mind numbing problems that were inherently brought-up by me in this world, making other's(the ones that I love and mean the most) lives near hell, and yet I never changed myself for so many years(shame on me).
Living this life is like standing knee-deep in river Ganga, the stream gracefully flowing caressing me, and I can only see it go away before my eyes, approaching me from back and just running past me so lovingly and healing my self-hurt life, the Ganga like those many people in my Life who did all the good things for me and yet it is strange, I can't Thank all of them all at once, can just try to do my part by being a right person and forwarding my feelings of gratitude with devoted good deeds towards all of them as one, at this very instant itself and individually too, the Ganga be prayed to with joint hands and a thanks from a man to God.
Yet, the sweetest lesson I've learn't is, Love is Alive, is it always was meant to be, and yet after so many years the Nectar of Love still touches my heart and is Sweet as it Ever was and as it ever could be.
Thanking all the people who played their part better than me in my Life. Cherishing the Godly Parents that I'm a son to, and much Love Jaan(ever wishing to be with you always).
No progress whatsoever since years in me and my work, no development in my Quests for a better tomorrow, no advancement in my techniques to overcome this status-quo which I've been holding onto since last many years.
But, as always I would try to change it, (if I really want to I mean), hell did I ever want the change, maybe the answer is No, and it was all sub-conscious, because I was never the direct target of the ill situations and mind numbing problems that were inherently brought-up by me in this world, making other's(the ones that I love and mean the most) lives near hell, and yet I never changed myself for so many years(shame on me).
Living this life is like standing knee-deep in river Ganga, the stream gracefully flowing caressing me, and I can only see it go away before my eyes, approaching me from back and just running past me so lovingly and healing my self-hurt life, the Ganga like those many people in my Life who did all the good things for me and yet it is strange, I can't Thank all of them all at once, can just try to do my part by being a right person and forwarding my feelings of gratitude with devoted good deeds towards all of them as one, at this very instant itself and individually too, the Ganga be prayed to with joint hands and a thanks from a man to God.
Yet, the sweetest lesson I've learn't is, Love is Alive, is it always was meant to be, and yet after so many years the Nectar of Love still touches my heart and is Sweet as it Ever was and as it ever could be.
Thanking all the people who played their part better than me in my Life. Cherishing the Godly Parents that I'm a son to, and much Love Jaan(ever wishing to be with you always).
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
I would be...
I would be Fresh Air when you breathe
...Blue Sky when you roam free
...a Grassy Land when you lay peacefully
...Bright Sunshine when you play around
...a Patient Ear when you speak
...a Gentle Boy when you hold my hand
...a Stable Shoulder when you weep
...a Cozy Lap when you nap
...a Firm Hand when you are afraid
...a Warm Heart when you need love
...a Passionate Man when you want me to be
...a Sweet 'n' Soft Pillow when you punch me
...a Chubby Cheek when you slap me
...a Black Hole when you abuse me
...a Sponge when you kick me
...a Statue when you hate me
...your Lover when you hug me
...a Content Man when you kiss me
I would be Me when you Love me
Friday, February 5, 2010
World and Me
The world is eating idli breakfast
dipped in sex chutney
I am covering an eye or two
at the glimpse of bikini models
The world is masterminding in the bathroom
I am faster winding my problems in the darkroom
They romp like nude maniacs on bed
Giving their fetish one hell of a time
I hop awake at midnight to kiss goodnight my feeble life
For world it never comes to an end
For me that message was never sent
They are indulging in food
as an obsessive-compulsive-disorder
I am eating meagre
Only to remain damn hungry all day
Their stomachs maybe full I doubt
But their tongues are never at rest
My tongue has no taste
I occasionally blurt out in haste
Even that goes to waste
The people out there succeed like anything
Only they know how
Atop they reach and fold the ladder shut
The keys to the top are swallowed to their gut
Climbing humans are kicked back to ground
Only to go again for the next round
People like me live on pennies
The only thing I have is kindness like grannies
My contrast to the world will soon fade
They would lay me to rest with a thick blade
Even after death I would be a nothing
Although my whole life I struggled to be something.
dipped in sex chutney
I am covering an eye or two
at the glimpse of bikini models
The world is masterminding in the bathroom
I am faster winding my problems in the darkroom
They romp like nude maniacs on bed
Giving their fetish one hell of a time
I hop awake at midnight to kiss goodnight my feeble life
For world it never comes to an end
For me that message was never sent
They are indulging in food
as an obsessive-compulsive-disorder
I am eating meagre
Only to remain damn hungry all day
Their stomachs maybe full I doubt
But their tongues are never at rest
My tongue has no taste
I occasionally blurt out in haste
Even that goes to waste
The people out there succeed like anything
Only they know how
Atop they reach and fold the ladder shut
The keys to the top are swallowed to their gut
Climbing humans are kicked back to ground
Only to go again for the next round
People like me live on pennies
The only thing I have is kindness like grannies
My contrast to the world will soon fade
They would lay me to rest with a thick blade
Even after death I would be a nothing
Although my whole life I struggled to be something.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
My Design
I was so designed
to be born innately aligned
but when my Creator looked down upon me
I was totally maligned.
I coyly went offside
He still remained by my side
Every peccadillo of mine
was severely punished within no time
For every sin I committed
I was hanged many a times.
He never prohibited me go astray
but always taught in His alternative way
I never listen to what He say
thus He always keep me at bay.
I do some good then and now
He give me food to eat and bow
Life is not like that He say
I agree My Lord with answer I lay
I believe He gave me
a Life always good
the one which I have
badly accused,misused,abused and wasted profuse.
I will now cleanse every inch of mine
don't know what in return
He does to me in kind.
to be born innately aligned
but when my Creator looked down upon me
I was totally maligned.
I coyly went offside
He still remained by my side
Every peccadillo of mine
was severely punished within no time
For every sin I committed
I was hanged many a times.
He never prohibited me go astray
but always taught in His alternative way
I never listen to what He say
thus He always keep me at bay.
I do some good then and now
He give me food to eat and bow
Life is not like that He say
I agree My Lord with answer I lay
I believe He gave me
a Life always good
the one which I have
badly accused,misused,abused and wasted profuse.
I will now cleanse every inch of mine
don't know what in return
He does to me in kind.
Friday, May 1, 2009
What Am I ?
I am, what I think I am.May be, a boy, a human being, a man, a person on this earth, an Indian, a somebody, I also think of me as a person composed of a few qualities of which I am aware about and many which I am not.
I can be, what I believe I am, a macho from within, an intellect introvert-kind, a medium superman, a flexible every time person, an adjustable friendly someone, a pain in the arse for some, a bugger, chatter-box, etc.
Further, I think that I am what others reflect OF me ON me, what they say, what gestures they make, what comments they pass, what actions they do, what chit-chat they share, what praise they express, what abuses they hurl, thats what perhaps accounts for what I really am, else how will I be sure that I have judged myself correctly.
Is Human Mind so powerful that it can Judge itself thoroughly.Also, if it can't judge itself properly, how can it be judged by other people having the same Human Mind.
I guess, I will have to wait another couple of years before I can figure, What Am I ?
I can be, what I believe I am, a macho from within, an intellect introvert-kind, a medium superman, a flexible every time person, an adjustable friendly someone, a pain in the arse for some, a bugger, chatter-box, etc.
Further, I think that I am what others reflect OF me ON me, what they say, what gestures they make, what comments they pass, what actions they do, what chit-chat they share, what praise they express, what abuses they hurl, thats what perhaps accounts for what I really am, else how will I be sure that I have judged myself correctly.
Is Human Mind so powerful that it can Judge itself thoroughly.Also, if it can't judge itself properly, how can it be judged by other people having the same Human Mind.
I guess, I will have to wait another couple of years before I can figure, What Am I ?
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