empty cubicle , haunting walls , lazy face book , a job of uncertainty , an empty wallet , tempting cigarettes , sleepy eyes , nothing to look forward.
when the worse is expected , "god sure did work in his usual mysterious way"...
there comes a glow , a radiant glow , a sight my unworthy eyes could withstand no more...
truly the Maker is a master of creation , gliding as adrift , a gesture that made my 32 worthless...
a protrude that made every sight in me all these years sinful...
a decibel that literally silenced every other in my world...
a blissful curve that started making things right...
lengths that made my bald a forbidden no mans land...
if only i could kiss the hand of the Maker... amazed at His exhibition of 2 extreme creations , me and the angel in front of me...
A perfect moment for time to stall... No other moment could parallel...
Enlightenment , is this it...
This is my handmade gift from the Maker , made just for me rest assured.
Made me shun my petty life , revolted me to a Kingsley levitation...
Made cloud 9 cover his face , scoffed at every other best...
Coz the Maker gave me the best , He gave it with Love , to be loved and to love...
and HE named it "*********"
only the worthy can see the name , he he he
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Neutral
Those idiots , including me who always were proud of being neutral to many issues and aspects of life , mark my words , u r going no where. Today’s world , compliments to me and my fellow beings , we have all complicated it so much that we have endangered our very existence.
The reason why I chose to go silent was to avoid un wanted instances where we may have to resort to verbal abuse or physical.. But now a days the truth is , there is no use being dormant , one day or the other , each one has to break the shell and come out with his wits. Else someone else is going to dominate you and in a way you can never withstand. Might as well finish off at the first instance.
There is no point in waiting for a chance in the future. Grab it the moment it provides itself to you , else your are a failure. You need your voice and you need your guts to stand up the present situation of absolute chaos , else you will regret the very next moment. Thanks to the present scenario where we have un known miscreants entering our daily lives. We turn subtle so that it wouldn’t affect our personal lives. What we forget and what they also forget is they also have a life , attack it , finish it if necessary.
No more room for showing the other cheek , if u realize u r to sacrifice one cheek , be ready to rip both of his. Else it worthy if u perish away rather than walking this earth in dismay. There is no one today ready to spare a minute of their busy schedule even if u r in your death bed. Time has come where people wait to the last chance to postpone a visit to you until the last moment of excuse.
How , how could things happen in such a complex destination. Simple , for every new human friendly or so called friendly invention , there are rules bound to it , made by a bunch of losers who care nothing about common man. You man have no one else but urselves to worry and think about you. You may have all witnessed a time of absolute solitude.
Where this is going to end , is as simple as your death bead , keep in mind even there you are not set free… The mystery continues …
The reason why I chose to go silent was to avoid un wanted instances where we may have to resort to verbal abuse or physical.. But now a days the truth is , there is no use being dormant , one day or the other , each one has to break the shell and come out with his wits. Else someone else is going to dominate you and in a way you can never withstand. Might as well finish off at the first instance.
There is no point in waiting for a chance in the future. Grab it the moment it provides itself to you , else your are a failure. You need your voice and you need your guts to stand up the present situation of absolute chaos , else you will regret the very next moment. Thanks to the present scenario where we have un known miscreants entering our daily lives. We turn subtle so that it wouldn’t affect our personal lives. What we forget and what they also forget is they also have a life , attack it , finish it if necessary.
No more room for showing the other cheek , if u realize u r to sacrifice one cheek , be ready to rip both of his. Else it worthy if u perish away rather than walking this earth in dismay. There is no one today ready to spare a minute of their busy schedule even if u r in your death bed. Time has come where people wait to the last chance to postpone a visit to you until the last moment of excuse.
How , how could things happen in such a complex destination. Simple , for every new human friendly or so called friendly invention , there are rules bound to it , made by a bunch of losers who care nothing about common man. You man have no one else but urselves to worry and think about you. You may have all witnessed a time of absolute solitude.
Where this is going to end , is as simple as your death bead , keep in mind even there you are not set free… The mystery continues …
gods must be crazy....
ha ha ha... i begin this laughin at myself...
the deciding factor of any country... the middle class... eh... when to gods created man , the created man and woman... and for fun sake , the created those inbetween... y ... they wanted to experiment what will happen...
so is the life of a middle class being... all experiments on u... anyone can use u , anyone can trial u , anyone can kill u... but nothing wil happen to those who destroy us... the high class can pervail for ever , the poor have the sentiments... what about the majority ... what about us...
look at ur middle class life... every day of ur life is a struggle... ur job , ur family , ur friends , ur enemies , ur emplyers , ur society , no one bothers about u... as long as u pay up ur commitments u r free... but still the trial is always on u... what do we have to defend ourselves... the least u can do is sit online on ur computer and blog... and who is reading it... ur fellow beings who suffer equivalent or more than u....
cursed are we middle class families... we are good for nothing.... biting our teeth , clenching our fists we ve always taken everything that comes are way , and we stop at a point , where we think we r futile... there will be no change for this situation... no one cares about us... no one will ever...
then what do we do... the major population that decides and takes in all crap of daily life... are we sure our family members are safe everytime they go out... are secure about our hard earned wealth... are we even recognised for our works to the society... are we happy at the end of any day in life... do we live in peace... do we have any represenatative...
keep in mind....we are like experimental rats in a laboratory... as long as we lvie , we are of worth... but on the day of test... not even us nor the one who does it knows if we will survive or not... and here we are still ready to volunteer... why , coz our limbs are cut off... our thoughts are cut off... our voices are dried out... there would be no one... but no matter what , this sect of life will continue for ever...
i am sure tho u plan for ur kids , u know it for sure its a 50 - 50 chance... so what do we do... how do we secure ourselves... how do we show our presence... how do we prove our existence as not just material but as human life forms.... what do we do...
simple... struggle everyday , think u ve it all and go to sleep... we will never change... or like in the movie "ten commandments"... it would take more than a man , but a God to save us... sad , sad , very sad is our lives...
u call it life eh...
be it the church... or the hindu scriptures... or the insight of mohammad...
we are all told by some force or the other we choose to be our guiding light , how to live life...
crap... all they say is love and forgive... for the bloody complexity today that man lives... how tolerant can one be... how tolerant... enough to jus wait and see the end of the line expecting miracles , but losing dignity , respect and loved ones for the sake so called man made pressures..
how long is this going to be... how many times do we jus budge to things happenin around us.. how many times do we compromise in a day... is this the promised life in each religion.. atheists stay away , i have another theory for u...
life was meant to be happy ... u love and u get loved... thats what life was about... when did killing and cheating become a reason for living... how could one accept it as a reason for living... believe... a common man also today resorts to killing and other sins... y ... for one reason... he needs to survive... he could be all means finish off his enemies and walk away... but as long as there is a quotient called family... even a single member... remember how much a risk are we taking...
But is the risk worth it... some way or the other , the political system comes into play with every man... dont ever give that excuse , i dont vote i dont care... keep in mind... they are all over u... they can come anytime... any way... pathetic i say... sad is the life of a commoner... where we decide the government and we still get kicked out.. .
how long will we go through this... tho people realize this... even if we form a group that would lead the elections... am sure we would also be corrupt...
BUT
THERE IS HOPE...
read the lines... "FOR THE PEOPLE , BY THE PEOPLE" thats enuf...
recollect one instant in ur life where the government has let u down... believe me... all of us have one... now tell me , can we form something worthwhile...
when the world is talkin about saving indian tigers , haiti , tsunami , and other criterias .... think about the basic value of human living... anyone thinking , what we can do...
this should be the beginning... we can do something... i BELIEVE we can... start it...
we are all told by some force or the other we choose to be our guiding light , how to live life...
crap... all they say is love and forgive... for the bloody complexity today that man lives... how tolerant can one be... how tolerant... enough to jus wait and see the end of the line expecting miracles , but losing dignity , respect and loved ones for the sake so called man made pressures..
how long is this going to be... how many times do we jus budge to things happenin around us.. how many times do we compromise in a day... is this the promised life in each religion.. atheists stay away , i have another theory for u...
life was meant to be happy ... u love and u get loved... thats what life was about... when did killing and cheating become a reason for living... how could one accept it as a reason for living... believe... a common man also today resorts to killing and other sins... y ... for one reason... he needs to survive... he could be all means finish off his enemies and walk away... but as long as there is a quotient called family... even a single member... remember how much a risk are we taking...
But is the risk worth it... some way or the other , the political system comes into play with every man... dont ever give that excuse , i dont vote i dont care... keep in mind... they are all over u... they can come anytime... any way... pathetic i say... sad is the life of a commoner... where we decide the government and we still get kicked out.. .
how long will we go through this... tho people realize this... even if we form a group that would lead the elections... am sure we would also be corrupt...
BUT
THERE IS HOPE...
read the lines... "FOR THE PEOPLE , BY THE PEOPLE" thats enuf...
recollect one instant in ur life where the government has let u down... believe me... all of us have one... now tell me , can we form something worthwhile...
when the world is talkin about saving indian tigers , haiti , tsunami , and other criterias .... think about the basic value of human living... anyone thinking , what we can do...
this should be the beginning... we can do something... i BELIEVE we can... start it...
Saturday, February 13, 2010
dream... thats ur only haven...
when random thinking , makes you take your time... something that most of us... though we do not realize it... our idle minds are so easily carried away... with no rules.. with no borders... with no expectations... with no conclusions... but we still love it...
why coz ... its just our imaginations... its true we can imagine what ever we want... about anything , anyone... but its a trillion times restricted when it comes to reality...
while we imagine , we can do it any way , forget our own initiated imaginations , true all our imaginations have a wee little to what we think on purpose... but when we do so in reality , u know how much we curse our selves and our mind which always keeps suggesting in the negative...
every time we want to do something... the mind or so we blame it , puts us in a stage of choice... but when its totally an imagination , we can even fly , we can kill , we can rule , we can conquer , we can create , we can destroy.... how thin is it a line between being awake and asleep between reality and dreaming...
maybe God created this little illusion called a dream so as to motivate those weaklings in life , tho they know they would never ever subdue any of his dreams but still be a happy one while dreaming... like those captivating loan offers to buy a million dollar home or car in easy installments.... tho u know u need to kill to clear it...
sometimes its more fun and relieving to live a life shrouded with dream than to face nasty realism and finally end up in a heap of earth...
dream rich , eat rich , sleep rich... else u r gonna have to face it all my brother... every aspect opposite to something called the "promised life"...
why coz ... its just our imaginations... its true we can imagine what ever we want... about anything , anyone... but its a trillion times restricted when it comes to reality...
while we imagine , we can do it any way , forget our own initiated imaginations , true all our imaginations have a wee little to what we think on purpose... but when we do so in reality , u know how much we curse our selves and our mind which always keeps suggesting in the negative...
every time we want to do something... the mind or so we blame it , puts us in a stage of choice... but when its totally an imagination , we can even fly , we can kill , we can rule , we can conquer , we can create , we can destroy.... how thin is it a line between being awake and asleep between reality and dreaming...
maybe God created this little illusion called a dream so as to motivate those weaklings in life , tho they know they would never ever subdue any of his dreams but still be a happy one while dreaming... like those captivating loan offers to buy a million dollar home or car in easy installments.... tho u know u need to kill to clear it...
sometimes its more fun and relieving to live a life shrouded with dream than to face nasty realism and finally end up in a heap of earth...
dream rich , eat rich , sleep rich... else u r gonna have to face it all my brother... every aspect opposite to something called the "promised life"...
the sound of death...
when words fail... when your mind fails every single emotion it has ever known to express your happiness or grief... truly , happiness can be compromised to its depth as such , coz we ve never ever thought about comparing the depths of sorrow and joy ever.. coz , joy takes over our minds in seconds... and we say it gets over in seconds... but think about sorrow , and we say its like ever lasting...
since joy is such a futile thing in life... a short lived aspect... lets discover a little about grief... when u are totally grieved ... totally ridden of every single element of joy... when ur mouth fumbles for words... when u strive to get some new word to express your sadness...
out comes some strange noise with tears.. strange noises that you realize are a soothing to your mind... if not reach that stage you cannot breathe further... and u make noises of the unheard...
NOTICE THEM... they are musical notes.... they are terrible insightful notes... they are decibels your mind is shouting out.... screaming out... in the highest of all frequencies... your heart leaps out in total shudder... the pounding itself makes you numb... but the screeching noise u make... is a divine composition... an exquisite blend of total musical divinity... a meager shrill converted totally into a complete musical bliss...
and its enjoyed in tears with love of departing from you , the love that one is gong to miss being with you... the peace and joy being with u ... its the sound that one hears finally ... at the last stage... the last journey one commences from worldly beings... a journey that never has a return ticket... a journey that one would always yearn for a turn about...
that sound my friend... that in sighting music is nothing but the... sound of death , the final ballad with no words n composition , but with the earnest of all of energy screamed out of your breath... thats one eternal soothing , to the pain one realizes when he passes away...
the sound of death...
since joy is such a futile thing in life... a short lived aspect... lets discover a little about grief... when u are totally grieved ... totally ridden of every single element of joy... when ur mouth fumbles for words... when u strive to get some new word to express your sadness...
out comes some strange noise with tears.. strange noises that you realize are a soothing to your mind... if not reach that stage you cannot breathe further... and u make noises of the unheard...
NOTICE THEM... they are musical notes.... they are terrible insightful notes... they are decibels your mind is shouting out.... screaming out... in the highest of all frequencies... your heart leaps out in total shudder... the pounding itself makes you numb... but the screeching noise u make... is a divine composition... an exquisite blend of total musical divinity... a meager shrill converted totally into a complete musical bliss...
and its enjoyed in tears with love of departing from you , the love that one is gong to miss being with you... the peace and joy being with u ... its the sound that one hears finally ... at the last stage... the last journey one commences from worldly beings... a journey that never has a return ticket... a journey that one would always yearn for a turn about...
that sound my friend... that in sighting music is nothing but the... sound of death , the final ballad with no words n composition , but with the earnest of all of energy screamed out of your breath... thats one eternal soothing , to the pain one realizes when he passes away...
the sound of death...
to the terror darlings... or terrorlings...
u planted fire in my bosom...
u split my children into pieces...
but i engulfed u with love...
u now cannot accept the fact it was u...
u bloodshed my strong keepers...
u too my innocent children...
but i made u valiant to deceit ur advisers...
u now cannot refuse coz u r dead...
u took innocent lives...
u injured irrelevant...
but now they forgive u...
u now cannot forsake their act of love...
u held my by death...
u stilled my children...
but now , we are aware...
we will not wait... we will not take it anymore...
but will fight... fight to your end...
to the root cause... until ur flame is busted...
until my children say...
this is my mother... and she protects us...
coz , we are born brothers...
in love , in love alone...
and we shall prevail...
for ever and ever...
u split my children into pieces...
but i engulfed u with love...
u now cannot accept the fact it was u...
u bloodshed my strong keepers...
u too my innocent children...
but i made u valiant to deceit ur advisers...
u now cannot refuse coz u r dead...
u took innocent lives...
u injured irrelevant...
but now they forgive u...
u now cannot forsake their act of love...
u held my by death...
u stilled my children...
but now , we are aware...
we will not wait... we will not take it anymore...
but will fight... fight to your end...
to the root cause... until ur flame is busted...
until my children say...
this is my mother... and she protects us...
coz , we are born brothers...
in love , in love alone...
and we shall prevail...
for ever and ever...
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