Monday, 30 April 2018

My Religion~~



Love is life and Life is to Live!!

I thought the love prevails,
With each breath, with each smile,
With cozy snuggles, during our surreal exile,
Love is the only god I have ever hailed!

How wrong I was proved,
I am still in disbelief,
How my lord could betray me,
When he was my only belief!!

Love is a sweet poison that one can’t escape,
It brings equilibrium in the tumultuous nature,
Brings everlasting peace in every creature,
Every night the moon stares at me with wide eyes,
Asks me to have faith even in the face of lost hope, broken heart and guise!

Every religion has taught us to hate,
I refuse to believe that my religion has failed,
It’s her bodily aroma that led me here,
I am convinced that my love will prevail!

I will walk bare foot on the green endless field,
I will feel the grace of my lord and kneel,
I will close my eyes and breathe long & deep,
Will ask for his forgiveness and a dreamless sleep!

With trembling hands and a tormented heart,
I am walking alone on this lonely path,
With slight hope for getting back my lovely broken dream,
That I nourished like a nascent sacred sapling,
Which was tangible, tranquil and serene!

I am still in disbelief with the broken spell,
Life took an ugly turn & broke my cozy shell,
I long to say all the unspoken words,
About this unsettling feeling of broken faith and trust,
Because love is the only religion that I ever hailed,
One day, under the eternal sunshine, I know my love will prevail!

Sunday, 15 January 2017

Think… But not too much!!

Unlike every day, I like to wake up early during weekends and get on with the work I plan during the weekdays. These two days are quite significant as I get to work on the stuff I usually learn during the rest of the week. Estranged from the rest of the world, I simply give myself some ‘lone time’ with a hot cup of tea. After all, we all need to some time to connect with ourselves without external interference.

The ‘lone time’ has its own benefits and consequences; either it can be highly productive, or you can just lay in your bed endlessly. It will not be a fair judgment on how the rest of the world deal with the ‘lone time’ but I have struggled over the years to make this highly valuable period as productive as I think it can be. Trust me, it hasn’t been easy! When you are aimlessly fluttering about the empty rooms of the house, it’s not very difficult for the shady and gray thoughts to out-power your happy morning hours. When we start seeing these tumultuous images with open eyes, we tend to lose the sightings of what’s actually around us.

The successful people that I have met and/or read about, they had one thing in common, which I like to call it - Thought Process Management. It is the way you channelize your thoughts and put conscious efforts to make your brain process the information smoothly. In a way, it is also a way to teach your brain how to prioritize these thoughts. It’s the natural tendency of a human brain to run wild if loosened up. In my perspective, that’s the primary reason why we worry too much because it’s our natural tendency to unleash the randomness of our mental processing, leading to the unrealistic and random imagination.

1.    Have you ever noticed that sometimes we think about multiple things at a given time & often, the things that bother us?

2.    Have you ever noticed that through the day, we give only a very little time to the thoughts that will give us joy, motivation, happiness or an idea that may simply turn the course of future?

There are other questions also that we need to ask –

1.    Why are we in a continuous process to think about the things that we desperately want to avoid?

2.    Why are we in a habit of staying in a continuous loop of repetitive thoughts? Repetitive to such an extent that it almost feels like a trapped song that keeps on playing till it drives us crazy.

Scientific studies have shown that an average person can process 50,000 thoughts in a day, meaning 38 to 40 thoughts in a minute. What if we start processing 100 thoughts per minute or even more? Chances are, we will go crazy. It is also important to note that even a single negative thought can trigger 1000’s of other negative impressions of the present and the past. We often tend to start losing touch with the reality. Most importantly… the present! When it happens, people spiral down to experiencing anxiety and depression. Many times, we think about something, we do something else and our interpretation of the event is out-of-context. Hence, it becomes extremely vital to managing our thought process. And it takes effort and practice. 

Thinking with Singularity

Growing up hasn’t been easy for me. It has been my habit, which I have inherited from my mother, not to let go the thing easily. Adversities left a resonating impact on my personality. I experienced a drastic shift in my mindset. The scary frescos of my bad experiences made me increasingly fearful. Over the years, I continued adding obstructive thoughts to my bucket but cared very little to let go of the ones that were already in there. For the first time, I could witness the multiplicative nature of the impeding thoughts which were obstructing the good things that were on my way. My over-burning brain was finding it extremely difficult to differentiate and process what was more important. It drove me insane; I was apprehended with depression, paranoia, and resentful anger. I could literally hear voices in an empty room. Yes, it was that bad.

Back then, I was estranged with the concept of meditation. As I increasingly submerged myself into the various meditative techniques, my own thoughts became more and more tangible. I could identify them, differentiate & observe them like a third person. It helped me to take a long walk with a single thought at a time. I could muse on it as much as I wanted to and then, let go of it for good. It helped me to gain a better understanding of how much importance I was giving to so many inconsequential memories and how I could open the gateways for more positive objects. Finally, meditation brought me in peace with my inner demons. To a greater extent, it helped me to achieve singularity in my way of thinking i.e. to channel my entire focus and concentration on a single thought at a time.

Once I was able to achieve this, I was resolute in applying the same approach in my day-to-day work. This approach not only helped me to focus on my work better but also helped to manage the welter of problems that I was surrounded with. I convinced myself that I am not a superhuman and it would be best for me to deal with superficial issues only when I have absolutely nothing else to deal with.

Have a hobby

While returning back from work every Friday evening, I try to answer one significant question. What is it that I am going to engage myself with? After a seemingly endless and lackadaisical job, I feel an immediate need of something that can boost my creativity; something that can compel me to think differently; something which can help me to channel my thoughts in a positive direction. That’s exactly what hobby is for. A hobby is something which can spark & stimulate creativity. Moreover, it happens to be the only verb in the English language that can exhilarate us emotionally and physically. Yet, people miss out on this very important aspect of life. When I connect with new people, I feel the curiosity to know what is it that they love to do and I get to hear very interesting things and related stories. Sadly, I also come across phrases like, ‘I don’t know what I like…!’, ‘I haven’t discovered it yet’ or ‘I like to sleep or take rest’. This shows that people who give out such excuses have become accustomed to and trapped inside a very single tracked & a hard-lined routine. They live their lives with a fixed mindset.

A few days ago, I was attending two days of training cum a workshop wherein the trainer asked the audience to tell everyone about their hobbies as a part of their introduction. One attendee said – “As a hobby, I like to roam around”! On being asked to elaborate, the morose gentleman said, “I just like to roam around and do nothing”. Well, even the zombies share the same hobby. They live, they eat and they die when they get shot in the head.  Well, I think that’s the area we need to work and avoid getting a bullet in the head if we are mistaken for a zombie. As I child, my only hobby was to play video games… all day long. To a certain extent, it helped me to develop some strategic thinking along with my cognitive skills. But as I grew up, I made it my responsibility and took a challenge of exposing myself to the other things as well.

Back in 2009, on 26th July, I was watching a Kargil Vijay Diwas special broadcast on one of the Indian news channels as a tribute to all martyrs of the wretched war. I was spell bounded with the stories of their martyrdom. It struck me so heavily that could feel the tears slipping down my cheeks. It was a moment when I was feeling intense emotions like never before. As soon as the show got over, I took a couple blank sheets & a pen and I went on writing for hours & ended up with four pages long poetry. Till this day, it is the most heartfelt stuff I’ve ever written. That night I had discovered a hobby that would become the most exciting part of my life. It would be wrong to say that it was easy. Rather, I made it look easy but I had to write as long as five hours at a stretch to bring out one of my most cherished creations. In next few year, during my college days, I was earning my pocket money as a part-time columnist in one of the local newspapers. I saved some money and bought myself a new, but very basic digital camera.

It was a hot afternoon of the year 2012. I noticed that there was a tiny bug sitting on my bed. I took out my camera, closed my room, put all the curtains on and captured my little friend in an absolute dark.



That became one of my most memorable clicks; that was My National Geographic Moment.
I exposed myself to certain conditions, took an intense interest in exploring my abilities beyond textbooks and got myself some attention despite being horrible in mathematics. Hobbies are important and should be taken seriously.

Avoid Social Media

Social Media is a platform where you can showcase the wonderful life you are living… telling the world, that how forgiving your life really is. For some, it is just virtual space where they can hang out to have some fun, get important updates about your social circle and the world around us. For some, it is a space that makes people feel deprived, insecure and overwhelmed. But such big claims require logical backing –

            1.     Social Media is highly addictive.

       2.    It happens to be a major source of false information, fake news, and exaggerated opinions
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       3.    A huge mental distraction.

Dr. Cal Newport rightly said in his Ted X talk, that “social media is not a fundamental 21st Century technology, rather it is something that leverages the technology for hooking up people”. He also mentioned very interesting fact, “The social media companies hire individuals called Attention Engineers, who work on the borrowed principles of the casinos in Las Vegas among other places to make their platforms as addictive as possible in order to maximize the profit from the user and the data he provides/share on such platforms”. Like Dr. Cal, I too am doing great without the social media and still have too many friends. We know what we give out to such virtual platforms but we know very less on what we end up losing in this process… and it’s called Attention. Many of us spend countless hours running up and down through our profiles in the name of entertainment, but we often lose sight of more significant duties & responsibilities that lie on our way. And we procrastinate!

The widespread engagement of the youngsters has statistically shown their declining level of motivation, self-confidence, and self-esteem. When a teenager is exposed to the virtues of falsely conveyed realities, it leaves him with the feeling of despair, loneliness, and frustration, more often due to perceived inadequacies when comparing themselves to friends. This is a perfect recipe for an implosion. It also impacts their ability to think independently. The biggest downside… our real-life conversations go downhill.


Avoiding the social media can not only help achieving the singularity in thinking, but it can also bring you out of your biggest life crisis. Just imagine the world, where Facebook won’t be reminding you of your mother’s birthday anymore. Take a moment and think about it!!

Saturday, 14 January 2017

Over the Moon



As a toddler, I was always scared of the moon not because it is a giant body hanging in the sky, but the resemblance of its dark patches with those of my own uncle's face scared every inch of my life. Spooky!! Then came the anthropomorphic pair of a mouse and cat who gave me an impression that the celestial body was a giant piece of cheese. Then, Lon Chaney convinced the world that under a full moon, he could turn into a giant werewolf. Now I know, how grateful we are to have something that we are unlikely to loose in our lifetimes. Legends like Neil Armstrong & Rakesh Sharma knew how it felt after they land their feet on that white giant. It must have occurred to them also, what would I do if my spaceship forgets to take me on board while returning back to earth? If I were that (un)fortunate person to have been "mistakenly" left behind, I would rather take some time to lift my spirit up after convincing myself that Aliens do not conduct experiments on alive humans and finally have the pleasure to stare at the God's prodigy, My earth, for countless silent hours.

My rambunctious mind is a factory of millions thoughts, imagination, playfulness, desires, passion, love, resentments, a few regrets, and connects straight with the heart. So a year on the moon would be my spiritual odyssey. Solitude gives a man an opportunity to get familiar and understand the dynamics of the pure emotions. For me, life is all about letting out these feelings; experiencing and knowing the secrets not only of the archetypal universe but of our own selves.

The only living thing, that I am certain, would give me a true companionship is my dog and that too a Husky, an animal known for its ability to show unconditional love, faith, and trust. Who knows, we both may even manage to find some water out of necessity. I am sure, we would do a lot better than the mechanical rovers hovering around Mars having colorfully printed labels of NASA on their steal bodies in this quest. We can't even ignore the possibility of the changing perspective, when both of us may start looking at each other as the potential servings to please our desperate taste buds, where our patience & decision-making skills would be unduly tested.

Silence is an absolute and the most natural music, which can only be heard by the one with an acute mindfulness. It controls the universe, carries the secrets which would be unknown, left undiscovered & unbroken to mankind for eternity. And a time would come when I and my husky would be compelled to get sink into its inertness. But when I look into my companion's eyes, I see willingness to live and the value he has for my life which attributes to synergy that we share and aggrandizes my determination to keep both of us out of hopelessness; to adapt and overcome the current adversities & the ones that are yet to be offered by the silence. More importantly, it would be my primary prerogative to keep his faith alive in his master and be someone he could share his victory with. But that doesn't mean I would alienate the silence from playing its part. I would rather allow myself to sink into it till it impels me to introspect the mistakes I've ever made and be affable enough to take the lessons. Or I would just close my eyes and find myself sitting on my wooden chair drinking an icy beer while resting my feet on a soft velvet ottoman in the balcony of double storied house in the middle of an agrarian field with a music player from the late 70's playing Bob Dylan's Tangled Up in Blue. Too much vanity has its own confinements of delirium.

As they say, life is to love & love is to live. Silence will have an exuberantly larger role to play when I and my love would be 384,400 km apart. My eyes would be gazing at the countries of multi-shades and colors, having an enormous clusters of light scattered throughout the miles just to remind me of that beautiful face that I once fell in love with; that only instance, when I was certain that I would gather all the courage on this universe to make her mine & winning her heart, would be one of my most resolute tasks. Even she knew, I wasn't merely going to love her but worship her for her exotic existence. A girl, whose mere smile & presence would alleviate all my wounds; whose long dense hair always reminded me of an archetype Greek Goddess. And there she would be...On My Earth, hidden in the sparkling florescence!! I would ask myself, what did I do to bestow my love, respect, and veneration to retain and preserve the Magnificence of the God's prodigy which is sheltering our loved ones from the extra-terrestrial catastrophes?

Friday, 19 February 2016

Love that is ~~~



Dedicated to the person I truly love


                    Life is to love and Love is to live…

We must welcome the future, remembering that soon it will be the past, and we must respect the past, knowing that once it was all that was humanly possible.
                                                                    ~~By George Santayana!!

There is no way my heart would beat,
Without your whisper short and sweet,
In the time when I was desperate and alone,
Your presence made me a King on a throne.

I owe you all my love and affection,
You made me realize, this wasn't mere attraction!!
All along you came with trust and desire,
Oh Lady, I don’t wanna leave you alone in this forest fire!!

Your touch is a bliss,
Your heart is gold,
After reading this,
I am sure you will simply love me more!!

The connection that we have,
I am sure I've never had this before!
The warmth of your arms is like a shelter of the universe,
The love in your eyes is like a spell from a witchcraft verse!!

It’s amazing to see where we've reached,
It started off with a friendship that went really deep!
There is no way my heart would beat,
Without your musical whisper… short and sweet!!

What is to come, is for the time to decide,
But I wanna make sure,
That it’s your golden heart, where I would always reside!
Life is like water, that just flows away,
I want to stay in your memories, even if my life’s taken away…
I've always wondered what love is,
Is it a mirage, or an endangered species in the sea?
It’s the conspiracy of the universe that a wind came by,
Which showcased a part of my life into the deepness of your eyes!!

You will always be my sweet lil angel,
Your tender embrace will always swaddle,
You came along with trust and desire,
Oh Lady, I will not leave you alone in this forest fire!!

I have a thousand words to say, but…
Will keep this short and simple,
But you should remember one thing…
Men sometimes do fall in love,
With the girls who don’t have dimples!!

                                           ~~That’s how special you are!!


Tuesday, 18 August 2015

Its 9 o' Clock..

The universe knows everything. I mean Everything!! What you feel, when you feel, for whom you feel. It not only knows what we know about ourselves but keeps many more secrets in its vault that we are absolutely unaware of. And it uses them to guide us through our life journeys towards the phenomenon that would help us identifying the moments that we want to live in- the opportunities we must grab and the people who deserves to be loved, cared and to be given a sacrosanct place in our lives. The universe does it all. All we need is a tiny capsule of faith on our own desires, a right conscience, pure intentions, a trust on our abilities and courage to accept the change with the open arms. Everything is connected in some way or the other, so I don't believe in coincidences. Everything that is and that will be, will have a reason for its existence with a very sacred role to play, that may or may not be visible but its influence on our worlds will be deeply felt. And yes, it is happening with me.....

A few single digit inches is the closeness we ever shared. Not because she admires her secret admirer but because she had no other option due to lack of space in the elevator. It still happens to be the longest elevator journey I ever had & wished there were 100 more floors to go. Her muskiness revealed the untold act of cupids who struck their arrows through Romeo's heart when he went that close to Juliet; I knew how I must have felt during my transitional odyssey to heaven. That closeness was reminiscent of a dream that I once saw- where I held those soft hands, when that beautiful stranger looked upon me with her mysterious eyes, when I ran my hands through her hair over her cheeks, the moment when we kissed & the moment when I woke up with a pair of nostalgic dreamy eyes hoping to never come out of it and wished I would meet her one day. And I was certain that she was meant to happen in my life. She would be the one who rip all the evils in me apart- a medium through which the gods will convey their affection for me- a woman who will own every beat of my heart. Every time I look at her, my hand reaches out to my chest to acknowledge the transcendental music that pumps into my veins. I hope a day would come that not even an inch would part me from her. For me it is rather less terrifying to think that we all will die someday but dying without confessing your feelings to the person you love is something dark & resentfully thoughtful. Cliché, but true!

10 seconds of courage is all that matters. Amidst of the uncertainty, 10 seconds can truly be a life saver. Like there is no such thing as coincidence, there is no such thing as a lost moment. It’s all about taking a decision to take an extra leap, grabbing the opportunity dauntlessly yet mindfully and witnessing yourself holding the trophy like a victor, and living a life that you almost gave up on. I wonder if it took me less than 10 seconds to slip into the magic like some witchcraft was spelled upon me, why not to take another significant 10 to go & ask her for a cup of coffee. Like a king never takes a No for an answer, I am afraid of the refusal much more than I ever would, if my spleen were about to get ablated.

I am a Little Manhattan in Love. My brain seems obsessed when it keeps on flashing her ornate images in a strange but surprisingly organized fashion and my heart betrays me when it skips a beat, sending a strong ripple throughout my body when she comes within my radar circle. Earlier I was under an impression that she had merely raised the standard of my choices but time has testified that she is The Limit- there is nothing above her. Even though I haven't found the courage it would take to tell her how much I am influenced, rather possessed by the concavity on her cheeks that appears when she smiles, but what her presence makes me feel like is the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. Out of many wonderful dreams I have ever listed for myself, waking up next to her every morning & snugging my face into her dark dense hair while she running her soft hands all over my face, & me getting nestled in her warm arms, a little before I may open my eyes, comes on the top of it.

Nature has its own way to help every specie identifying ways to express their love and affection, or at least send out signals like the great bustards a.k.a Otis Tarda, a magnificent diversity of nature- a feathery bird which embarks glory when it scatters the wings knows where to find the poisonous beetles to augment their features to attract their female counterparts. Well, I know, one day my universe will bring my share of little poisonous beetle for me and that's when I would attest my commitment to the unshared romance I am carrying. Like Zoroaster from 6th century, I think I have discovered my own Ahura Mazda, the god of light and my only religion.

I don't know what love is, neither do I know what it is like to fall into it. But there is this tiny thought I like to muse on, which really does help the world to turn things in my favour; which spreads smile all over my face; which makes me feel like the most fortunate guy on this earth. A single thought is enough to make a change and create a difference. Rather, a thought so strong that is tangible to me & can be felt by the others around me. A desire so promising that can change the course of the winds from the west. And a love so real, whose magnificence will be embroidered like a priceless fresco on the walls of history. Sometimes I feel I am merely aesthetic who admires the dance of the nature, but at the brink of dawn, its just me and my wishful anticipation of the extraordinary completeness my life will own if she understands why my neck turns in a direction 9 O' clock to me.