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Tuesday, June 16, 2026

No tears left


Manifestation of ambience,
Failure of prudence,
Inability for nuance,
Now in my cadence
Inevitability or just a coincidence!

Stone hearted, they say
Rebel, they declared
Untamed, they defined
Unconventional, they portrayed

Labels indented right or wrong
Voices fumble, but echoes were strong
Preconceived notions, judgements, all fair
Why do I see Discrimination in the air

You have my gratitude,
To turn me into a human,
Before getting polluted by your
No tears left

Sunday, January 31, 2021

kuch ankahi baatein

Socha na tha ki zindagi aisi karwat legi,
raat ke andhero me se,
Yu achanak nayi subah se milna hoga
Samet ke bhaithe the kuch adhoore armaano ko,
Band hoto se rok ke rakha tha, kuch ankahe alfazoo ko,
Par aaj lagta hai, Abhi to nayi shuruwaat hui hai,
Ek humsafar aisa mila, jisne dabi bhaithi dil ki awaaz wapas suni hai

Socha na tha zindagi aisi karwat legi,
Par aaj ek naya sukoon sa mehsoos kiya,
Aisa laga kuch dhuund sa raha tha abtak, wo paa liya
Bhaag daud ki zindagi se chura hi liya chain ek pal ka
Khushiyaa dugani aur gam aadhe kar de, paa liya aisa manka

Socha na tha zindagi aisi karwat legi

Thursday, August 30, 2018

Extinction - part II


Nascent morning rays kissing the dew drops floating on the leaves. The plant that stayed there calmly trying to strengthen and deepen it's roots, while its leaves are moving ahead, not competing among themselves, yet collaboratively nourishing the main body.
This was his usual time to make his comeback to the war going on around. 
This plant which was a sapling few months back witnessed the event which changed 'his' life.
Two months back, at this same time, it was unusually silent. He was sitting besides his father, an old man, once strong cheek bones now sunk in wrinkles. On the bed side table, few medicines , a syringe and a pathological report were marking their presence. 
"Son, you are a kind child, my suffering will be over soon unlike yours. But I am proud of you"
His eyes filled with tears, he felt choked by the emotions flooding inside him. But father was smiling. "Son, we often meet our destiny on the roads we avoid. You chose your own path, I tried to bring you back to so called mainstream but ....", A long pause due to pain in chest, but continued with hoarse voice, " ... You were born to be different."
"But why?", His patience finally gave up, his emotions overtook him. Tears , an amazing phenomenon, they are there in happiness , in sadness, they just denote the overflow of emotions, but never quantify it.
"son...", After hard coughing, old man tried to gather a little courage," maybe this is our last conversation, tell me what you always wanted to say"
He wanted to say so much, but he just cried. 
That was the last time when he cried. 

He woke up, and without the slightest laziness, came to the plant , and smiled , whispering, 'how are you my friend? You seems to be doing alright , did harsh sunlight burnt you too?' 
Sat there, in the balcony of his apartment, poorly lit, 11th floor of the building marking the man's triumph and boosting about the technological advancements, trying to demean the nature. He looked around and grinned, as his thoughts were creeping deep.
He said to himself, "Blind Adherence is the nameless and mistaken belief, an evil that binds you with compliance. This evil is a soul-eating merchant that sells the concept of painless death - packaged, shipped and delivered exactly how and when we want it. A genius plan to restrict all your dreams and possible creations, a systematic approach to convince that you are ordinary.
Almost every day a prototype that "could-have-been" incendiary, is aborted this way. The womb was kicked by "I have a lot of pending work" and all its headless twins. And the unassuming-but-misled vices that complicate further - complacency, customary politeness- deliberately  made lengthy to suffer a miscarriage of the very idea that we came to build upon, to create, to help, it is inevitable. Each node is carefully twisted and looped to give us a false sense of progress, and to kill the individuality, to cage the untamed and forbid you to walk on the wild side.
Isn't it an arrested development, a noose on the wildness within?
It won't take long when incurable poisoning from within will engulf the child who believed that this world is a beautiful playground.
I am here to call every spade a diamond because it is actually one. I am here to tell lies, lies that shape your facts. it is so odd that we strive to be even .. being the numeral 1 is what you must strive to be .. you cannot change no matter how you are operated .. you are at the roots and the pinnacles of your own doing .. strive to be that before you multiply.
there may or may not be a shape to this song. There may not be an apex to this obtuse stone. It's a series of concentric circles, each time you jump to the outer circle, clearer the picture becomes." 
" I will do something about it"

Monday, July 9, 2018

Extinction

"system self destruction begins "
And the countdown began.
It was 19July 2020.
The day when the 'catastrophe' was finally shutdown forever.
A figure emerges from the shadows as the system continues beeping sluggishly and the dark room lit by dim Reflections marked his prominent presence. A deep sigh ! He looked at the photo frame hanging on the damp wall to his side, bent a little to pick up a bag lying in the corner but stopped, gave a thought and left it where it was. It was the bag of burdens which he didn't want to carry. He was not tired , he was not timid, he was just at peace. He left silently and walked down the silent road, the civilized society is sleeping, only sounds filling that calming silence were of fluttering leaves nearby, some bird chirping, maybe some nocturnal predator. He said to himself,"I will return, I have to,". I know he will return but only when he is needed. That was the last time, I saw him since then.

It all started at the same date , 10 years back.

Thursday, June 7, 2018

what, why, how !



Kaafile to bahot dekhe,  zindagi ki uljhi raaho pe,
apne raaste pe bhi chalke dekhe, kya pata yahi pahocha de,

us mukaam pe, jaha pe sochenge ek pal theher ke,
ki kitni muskurahate bikheri, ek insaan banke

tumhari seeekh ab kisi kaam ki nahi, 
jisne humesha Raam banna sikhaya,
lekin bhuul gaye,
ki Krishna bhi the mahabharat me kahi,

Time flies, people passes. It's like a train station, train arrives and leaves, passengers get in and then leave at their respective stations. It's the journey, that matters, not destination. It's the scenery that fascinates on the way. It took a long time, to figure out what I have really and what I want. Meeting new people, exchanging thoughts, sometimes to others it's just killing time, but for me, it opens new doors in the mind.It's all in the mind, that's right! A weak mind weakens the body and thus weakens the purpose of living. A strong mind in turn gives purpose to life and fills it with new energy and brightness. It's like a splinter, which burns to rejuvenates the will.
Motivation to keep that splinter burning, sometimes comes from outside, but really should it be like that? It should be ignited from within. It's a vicious cycle, sometimes motivation gives strength which accelerates the motion towards fulfilling the purpose and after sometimes, it's the purpose that drives and gives motivation to go for more. I wonder, how words like dreams and achievements changed to the word purpose. What I will achieve is dream and what I give to others after achieving is purpose. Purpose is always bigger than the dream. It's someone's purpose to have such dreams that sometimes gives purpose to others life.
What I need to become is someone who can motivate with kindling aura, lively presence, and erasing sadness as much as I can, and for that what I need is someone to motivate me,who is passionate and refreshing. It's like just by looking at them should motivate to achieve greater heights. Life lacking passion is like a 9 to 5 job, with tensions of installments and bills and other worldly cobwebs. Life full of passion is like a challenging game, where winning and loosing doesn't matter, it's the game that thrills, it's the path that drives. Choosing a correct path, where you acknowledge your dreams, your talents, your skills, fills with the excitement of experimenting with new things.
Life has its own ways of teaching things. I learnt at the end. and now when I have learnt it, I don't want this knowledge to be wasted. I don't know what future has for me in its bag, but I am going to put my hand in his(future's) bag and pull out some exciting prizes for myself. I am not going to give up so easily on life. It's the fountain of energy, which can be felt only by a strong mind full of energy, not by a dull tired mind, which gets satisfied after getting few prizes.
It has just started, life has more for me, more surprises, more lessons to be learnt, more experiences to enjoy, more moments to feel, more cold rainy nights, more friends, more thrills, and if it doesn't give me, I am going to snatch it from it, that's my purpose. Purpose is not to compete with anyone, not to show anyone, but just get up after falling and run and smile during the journey,till the day, when I will be proud of myself and can say, "yes I did it" and "Thank you god, for giving me this chance to pay you back in my own way".

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Raaste


Mud ke dekha to raasto ka dil toot gaya,
raasto ki baaho me kho gaya, to manzil bura maan gayi,
Isi kashmakash me chalte hue, bahot aage nikal gaya,
pata hi na chala, kab subah se shaam dhalne pe aa gayi

Soch ke Bina gire, samhal k chalna,
Duniya k banay inhi raasto pe abtak samay bita diya
Lekin thokhar khake, girke samahlna,
Is alag ehsaas se aaj ae raasto tumne milwa diya

Humsafar me junoon ho age badhte rehne ka,
To raaste to hum khud banane waalo me se the,
Girke samhalne Ko Naam de diya kismat ka,
Warna kismat to hum khud likhne walo me se the

Abtak raasto ke paththar Ko bhi pranam kiya
Rukne ke badle, usi Ko sabak Bana liya
ehmiyat thi is sabki, Dil me Kahi
Par na jaane kal hogi ya nahi

raasto se maine 2 pal ruk ke puucha, kaha le chalega aaj,
to wo bhi haske bola, Tay to tune kar Liya hai
Wahi Disha hai,ab bus sun us hawa ka saaz,
Bus do pal Ruk ke soch ki kyu wo faisla Kiya hai

Sometimes it’s best to do, what’s everyone else want...




 Expressions are nothing but a waste of time. One should learn to keep their expressions and feelings within themselves. It’s nothing but a power to control one’s own mind. So, it's kind of a goodbye note. 


Starting with some quotations.

Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.
Leo Tolstoy

While I know myself as a creation of God, I am also obligated to realize and remember that everyone else and everything else are also God's creation.
Maya Angelou

The main thing that you have to remember on this journey is, just be nice to everyone and always smile.
Ed Sheeran




You can't please everyone. When you're too focused on living up to other people's standards, you aren't spending enough time raising your own. Some people may whisper, complain and judge. But for the most part, it's all in your head. People care less about your actions than you think. Why? They have their own problems!
Kris Carr

Behavior is the mirror in which everyone shows their image.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The last and my personal favourite

In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is simplicity.
Hunter S. Thompson

True,  In the modern times we have been taught that do what’s best for you. But in ancient times, saints and rishi-munis preached about selfish service and pointed it out as the only way to reach higher goals and to serve humanity. 




Monday, November 27, 2017

Nomadic

A life of a nomad, who doesn't belong to a particular place or origin, doesn't feel a sense of missing someone back home, that life that is no different from a small birdling which flew away in autumn, wide spread yellow horizon of decaying leaves, in search of new home, new companions. It may seems like a reminiscence, but it a story to be foretold. The birdling can fly to heights, can reach to other shores, but at the end it has to build its own nest, to be at home. A small plant on the other hand, stays at a place thrives maintaining a balance with the surroundings, gives more than it takes.
A sense of turmoil always surrounds a heart which fears an unseen future. Isn't that the way predator which feeds on the fear thrives. A plant which grows to reach heights while its roots deepens and strengthens, removes that sense of fear by providing shelter once it is sufficient.
We all are nomads in our own way, birdlings in our way and a plant in our own way, with constant effort to thrive and sustain. A sense of turmoil is always around, knowing that we don't know what will happen, the predictability of the unpredictable.
Nomad is not just a bunch of people, it's a way of living, a way of thoughts, it's a crunchy leaf which dropped in the river and covered miles and miles before stopping at the shore.
But that's life and that's how it goes. Its all about how things move and move and move until they are 'still'. Beyond it , again unpredictability! I chose not to be a nomad but to be that plant which will thrive and will give the sense of protection to the birdling which has come for far land in search of nest. 

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Bahubali - a perfect treat


Returning back to the blog,  after a long time.
I am not a critic, I am an admirer. Instead of trying to find the defects in the work, I prefer admiring the work and effort put by the team. They undoubtedly did something phenomenal.

A story of a heir getting back his kingdom from his uncle, who killed his father, can't be better told than this. 

I couldn't resist writing the review for this movie. I saw the trailer and liked it, it had a new essence and new kind of scenes. I was excited to watch it. But frankly at first, I didn't had very high hopes for it. 3rd day from release of Bahubali-the beginning, I got the chance to watch it. 



But after coming out from the theater, I was totally astonished to see something like that. Amazing start, breathtaking entry of the protagonist, amazing graphics, especially that mountain and waterfall, , movie kept me bound all the time, it  had emotional scenes, romantic scenes, till the interval. And after that, it took a sudden turn to the "Lord of the rings" style fights. 

Prabhas created the character with his charming persona. In this first movie, from a romantic lover to an amateur soldier unlike his father, he created the character. His dialogue delivery(although I didn't understood what he was saying, without the subtitles) was amazing.

And so did Rana, he undoubtedly created a strong villain, each character had its own importance. His presence was more prominent in the second movie, in which he was more than a story villain. He created a strong end of the story, a tough soldier to be defeated. Until a story has a strong positive and negative ends, it won't be complete. 
The raw muscle power of both actors was shown perfectly. At any moment, I didn't find it exaggerating.

Even if someone tell the story here, watching this movie would be an entirely different experience.The fight sequences were amazing, from riding chariots to sword fighting and fist fighting. Turn of events kept me bound all the time, but when it ended with a question, I admired the director so much for this mind blowing move to keep the audience spell bound for the next sequel.
After a long wait, came this 2nd part, the Bahubali-2 - The conclussion. Trailer was again amazing, each character looked so prominent. The queen, the king, the graphics, one can figure out the effort put by the team in this. Finally got the chance to watch it recently. 

Hopes were high because of the first part. Movie started. The entry of the actor in the first few minutes was astonishing, followed by a song, which was at the perfect place. The fresh and different humor was seen after a long time. 

Entry of the lead actress, was amazingly portrayed, a princess can't be better portrayed than that. I am unable to find a word to judiciously explain the essence of that scene. It can only be felt, can't be explained. The humor followed and the war sequence was amazing. The bow and arrow war was a nice part, action and surprise blended so well.
The pride of a princess, a queen, a heir to throne, were visible during the scenes. Some scenes were emotional, while some were hilarious. Music complemented the scenes so well. The final war scenes and the final fist fight were like never seen before. They were all so fresh and one cannot compare it with any other movie in the past. The story telling technique of the director was inspiring.


As I movie ended, I was both amazed and disappointed. Amazed by the piece of art created, and disappointed, not because of the movie, but because it ended. I could watch something like this for 3 more hours.
Graphics effect simply mind blowing, the majestic grandeur of the kingdom, the characters, everything was simply superb. I don't think, anything in this movie could be done any better.
After few days, I read few more critic reviews, who were disappointed by this, some trying to find smallest mistakes in the movies, some comparing it with Hollywood, but I guess it's their work, they get paid to do that. I also saw the people from US reviewing it, some of their reactions were hilarious, surprised and in between,"Oh my god" . In one review of a famous Youtuber and blogger, she was saying "My god" after every 2 seconds.
But Mr. Director you have heartiest regards of millions of people like me, for such a great work. Prabhas, Rana and each character of the movie created a history. This movie broke several records, and made a special place in cinema. It will be an inspiring work for budding people. Each character left a strong impact on the audience.
I guess to describe each of the character I would need a separate post. So, I will try to keep it short. 

The character of Amarendra Bahubali was portrayed as a perfect son, a perfect husband, a perfect soldier and a righteous king. The blend of righteousness in the story was perfectly entangled with the politics of a vast kingdom. The queen 'DevSena', bold princess, her eyes and expressions speaks more than her actions. The captain of the army, 'Kattappa', had his moments where one can admire his performance skills. The emperor showed his presence well, attracting the attention by his display of raw power in scenes like fighting the bull and fist fighting. The royal queen had the strongest role.

This movie is on my top 'must watch' list, highly recommended, along with movies like Inception, Interstellar, Passengers. Looking forward to see more work from S. S. Rajamouli.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Can you do, What You want to do ?


                                                        Can you do, What You want to do ?
 Part -1

A young boy thinking while sitting near the window. Flashes of memory were sweeping before his eyes, his mind all occupied and flooded with the never ending thoughts, engulfing his perception of reality.
Rohan, a prodigy who was born during the time of great sorrow, when his parents were not able to provide food on the table and his younger brother was left alone to cry due to hunger. He survived the era, but instead of putting hard feelings in him, the circumstances made him more humble and insightful. He understood the reality of the world and the secrets of happiness.
One day when he questioned his plight, he asked himself, 'Is this life?'. That question haunted him for day and night. He promised himself that he will become strong to change things around him and will find the answer to that question.
At the age of 10, he got his hands on the withered spiritual book, while he was trying to find something in pile of papers and old books. He started reading, and kept on reading continuously for 3 days without sleeping, locked himself in a room. It filled him with a strange calmness, but there was always something that kept on bothering him, like a splinter in his head. He used to think while he was alone, walking down the streets. His perception changed. The way he used to look at other people changed drastically. He realized that if everybody will do their duty properly, and without any expectation, this world will surely be a better place.
During his early days of school, it was his teacher, Ishan, who first acknowledged his intelligence, and forged the raw stone into a shape. He blessed the child with his guidance and believed in him, motivated him and finally made him an independent person. Life sent many teachers to him to guide him and refine his being. With all the guidance life gave him, he grew up, but still that old childhood memories, that book were still with him. He still used to think about all that, but life changed. At 20, his responsibilities increased, his duties increased, things really changed or is it just all inside his brain? He managed things well. Helping his parents and taking care of everybody around him were the things which gave him little happiness. Those time of sorrows were now gone, but still something was missing.
One fine day, Rohan was sitting in his garden, and talking to a small sapling that was growing in the small vase, struggling just like him to grow up, but unlike him, it was getting adequate sunlight and nourishment. Rohan slowly whispered, "I used to look up in the sky and see those clouds floating without any worries. The light breeze and those grayish cloud used to clear up my doubts, and my mind. But you see, the weather has changed, now no clouds just scorching heat and strong winds, which will burn both you and me, but don't worry I will take care of you." He sighed and looked up again to the sky, a big yellow ball of fire glistening all over, mocking over the green meadows and challenging everybody to survive in such an adverse conditions. He slowly got up and went to his bedroom. The room was dark and full of cigarette smoke, but that was more like a scent to Rohan. Last time he cleaned his room was 3 months back when his friends visited him. This space was enough for him and his thoughts. Most of the time, it was all together the same question,"Is this life?" With his heavy mind, those heavy footsteps approached towards the untidy bed, with dirty bed sheets and a pillow on the leg side of the bed. He threw himself on the bed, and his mind began to wander around as always.
"Can I do, what I want to do?".

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

A thought, provoked again



A thought which was dormant in me from quite a long time, suddenly woke from a post I read recently. It was a post from a young boy who dream big and want to mark his name in this vast world.

Earlier version of the same thought:
April, 2007
Circumstances may bring uncertain ups and downs in the life, but the art is to remain what you are, keeping a slight space for changes in your life. I used to enjoy life with zeal and enthusiasm, but now urge for more has captured me. Have I changed?
I have to be same,
I have to do what I am meant to do,
I have a purpose in life and I should go for it,
I will keep this fire burning in me, until it takes me to the heights,
I am not meant for Wasting time on worldly illusions and beautiful faces. I have to reach somewhere. The life I got is not so cheap that it will vanish in the daily race for food , shelter and clothing. I have that thing in me, which can take to success. I can change the courses of rivers and bloom flowers in the desert. Yes, I can. Fulfilling other's expectations has slowed me down. More I try to fulfill it, more it widens its mouth. Some expectations are far beyond my capabilities even. Some are just for others happiness.

When I think about the same thing, I feel delighted that not much have changed in me. I have been able to successfully restore myself after all those thunderstorms, cool breezes.
the current version of the same thought will be somewhat different. I would say a bit more polished with maturity and experience and patience.
I am here, because of my past choices and circumstances. The events irreversibly turned me or I should say, taught me various things. The will power and the determination is now a bit loosened, but not the desire and urge to do something and mark my name. I have learned to learn from both favorable and unfavorable circumstances. I have become more flexible to situation(i don't know that's a good or a bad thing).
But surely, I am not indulged in wasting my life in the race. I have learned from the intellectual people, that keep on doing your work with full vigor and enthusiasm, but forget the results and don't get attached to it. That way you can give your best shot. Enjoy the work and don't think about the selfish motives in it. I acquired certain very particular skill set, which I should use for the upliftment of the humanity. Now the definitions of words used earlier has been changed. Marking the name, no longer includes getting prizes, recognition and definitely not money, now it means the remembrance of the name after the death, number of smiles on people's faces, number of times helping the helpless. It doesn't mean, I am going to leave everything and join an NGO. I am doing it being at my place, with my capabilities. It's like a farmer growing crops to feed people, a teacher teaching small children and a computer engineer developing a software to predict rain, all of them from different background and have different skill set, but they all are contributing in their own way.
Now indulging in the worldly illusions, means not getting into petty tensions and fulfilling the stupid expectations.
But now I know, the difference between duties and fulfilling the expectations, now I can make a demarcation between what I should do and what others want me to do.

It's this urge to learn more and more. it's this predominant characteristic of learning new things, exploring the world which is so vast and filled with so much wonderful things and phenomena. This was the reason of this thought, of this desire to do more and make a change.
I can remember a scene from the famous movie "A beautiful mind", where John Nash was asked, "what do you see, John?", to which he replied, "Recognition", his thesis advisor adds to this, "Well, Try seeing accomplishments".

Now with time, I learned that,
Accomplishments leads to recognition and that creates a mark which will always be remembered and will bring success with it. 
 

Monday, November 2, 2015

People we meet


                                                 People we meet in our lives
I think the people we meet in life and the loves of our lives are very, very important in what we become, like change us - when it's right, probably change us for the best.
Clemence Poesy


    Life is a journey filled with lessons, hardships, heartaches, joys, celebrations and special moments that will ultimately lead us to our destination, our purpose in life. The road will not always be smooth; in fact, throughout our travels, we will encounter many challenges.
Some of these challenges will test our courage, strengths, weaknesses, and faith. Along the way, we may stumble upon obstacles that will come between the paths that we are destined to take. In order to follow the right path, we must overcome these obstacles. Sometimes these obstacles are really blessings in disguise, only we don't realize that at the time. Along our journey we will be confronted with many situations, some will be filled with joy, and some will be filled with heartache. How we react to what we are faced will determine what kind of outcome the rest of our journey through life will be like.  


        Time stops for no one, and if we allow ourselves to focus on the negative we might miss out on some really amazing things that life has to offer. We can't go back to the past, we can only take the lessons that we have learned and the experiences that we have gained from it and move on. It is because of the heartaches, as well as the hardships, that in the end help to make us a stronger person.
 But think it other way round, What happens to us, happens both by chance and by choice. What happens to us "by chance" determines our choices and what kind of chances we expose ourselves to later.  E.g. a boy may "happen" to go to a certain high school because he happens to live nearby. There he may "happen" to meet a friend who loves basketball. The boy also starts playing, falls and breaks his leg. Was it by chance? All of these events seem to have happened by chance, but all of them are connected. And if same boy mastered the game later and became a world class player, was it by chance too?
 Now Are we really destined to meet the people we meet? It’s like asking, why we do, what we do. For a moment imagine, every person we meet, we are meant to meet, no matter how long they stay in our lives. I being a believer of destiny, have my personal opinion. Every person is unique in himself and if we are being wise, we can always find something to learn from the person we meet. Whether they stay for an hour, a day, or 10 years, they are there for the right amount of time. That amount of time is simply how long it takes you to learn the soul lesson.
 If the experience seems negative, and this certain person really irritates you, or you feel like you cannot connect to someone, that experience presents itself in your journey to give you an opportunity to learn patience, understanding, or perhaps empathy. It gives you an opportunity to see yourself even in someone your ego categorizes as different, less than, or not good. The people we meet who seem special, with whom we connect instantaneously, they enter into our journey to show us that we are on the right path. To show that we are creating a path for ourselves that is true to our being, to our soul, to our creativity and connecting to people at higher levels proves this. If you believe that there is meaning behind every interaction in your life, then you will always be kind, patient, loving, and free of attachment.       
Sometimes you meet a teacher figure in your life who has taught you something you will never forget, whether it was one specific lesson or many little ones. You may also meet a person who provided some sort of motivation that made you exceed your own expectations, so you might as well thank him or her, but by then they may have left.
"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break."
This is an old Chinese belief about that “if you’re supposed to meet a person, there’s not much you can do to change that”. You can find several different versions of this in both Japanese and Chinese legends. One myth say that it’s the gods who ties a red cord around the ankles of those people that are meant to meet each other in a specific situation, or help each other out in a way.
Have you ever wondered sometimes that what if you had been to a different college than the one you attended? A different school. A different workplace. Would you be the same person as you are now? Definitely not, is my answer.
                                       Memories are priceless treasures that we can cherish forever in our hearts. They also enable us to go on with our journey for whatever life has in store for us. Throughout this life adventure, people will give you advice and insights on how to live your life but when it all comes down to it, you must always do what you feel is right. Always follow your heart, and most importantly never have any regrets. Don't hold anything back. Say what you want to say, and do what you want to do, because sometimes we don't get a second chance to say or do what we should have the first time around. It is often said that what doesn't kill you will make you stronger. It all depends on how one defines the word "strong". It can have different meanings to different people. In this sense, "stronger" means looking back at the person you were and comparing it to the person you have become today. It also means looking deep into your soul and realizing that the person you are today couldn't exist if it weren't for the things that have happened in the past or for the people that you have met. Everything that happens in our life happens for a reason and sometimes that means we must face heartaches in order to experience joy.
It is inevitable that the people we meet influence our lives to some extent. May not be completely. But every personal interaction has a role to play in our lives either directly or indirectly.
Why do we meet certain people in our life?
In Indian mythologies and sometimes in science, this has been said that while humans are thinking, they fill the aura with the vibrations and these vibrations affect things and people around you which subconsciously leads to coincidences to happen. Taking this thought a little further, the kind of vibrations that propagates in the space due to one's thinking affects other person's thoughts and if they tune up, they meet through coincidences (as we don't yet have proof of this), they both learn from each other, push each other on the path, they were subconsciously thinking about. People who want to be successful, who always dream about that thing only, keeps on working towards that goal only, end up meeting that kind of people only who motivates or helps them to achieve their goals, is it a coincidence or some unexplained science?
For those who don't like paranormal or mythological stuff much, imagine a person who has positive attitude for life, always tries to see the positive side of life, always finds positive in people and hence makes same kind of friends, ends up in the circle of same mentality of people. On the other side, if a person who likes violence, will make friends with same mentality.
Your thought process makes you observant for certain typical patterns in the society around you, or among the people around you. When you find that pattern, you find yourself attracted to that, and hence it helps you in learning something or the other from that. But if by chance, you end up meeting the different kind of person, they will not stay in your life for long, but they will also teach you something in that short span of time.   
I am almost convinced that the people we meet have a role to play in our lives and it is in no way a random thing. Everyone we know now was a stranger at some time. Absolute stranger. Even best friends were strangers once.
I tried, taking a pen and paper and writing all the influential people in my life, but I ended by writing only two pages, but there were lot more, few whose name I don’t even remember, few whose name I don’t want to remember, few who are still with me, few who were strangers. But thanks to all of them, for carving me what I am today.

Friday, August 21, 2015

Cage, it is...

 
A strange thought struck my mind sometimes back, since then it is like a splinter in my head. I was unable to find the answers. I kept on thinking about it but couldn't find any explanation for this, so I decided to go for all the possibilities for it and write down whatever comes to my mind. 

                            I was standing on the terrace, looking at the zenith where green farms were there, road laid with vehicles running in a hap hazard way, people roaming, buildings installed to keep their residents safe, poor people living in their small houses made of mud walls and tin sheds. Suddenly a thought struck. What is this I am looking at? When I see something, it induces a particular emotion in me, but why? Then I pondered over that thought and went little deep. What I was seeing, is what is visible to me, there can be many other things, which I am unable to see. 

                          Our senses are so much bounded. Firstly, we have only 5 senses; there can be more senses possible in the universe. People debate about having somewhere around 20 senses, but it's still debatable. But let's focus on defined 5 senses for this time. In addition to that, these senses are also very much constrained. We can see so little or very small spectrum of electromagnetic waves (which we call visible light), we can only hear a very little spectrum of vibrations; rest is touch, taste and smell. Animals like pit vipers, pythons and some boas have organs that allow them to detect infrared light, such that these snakes are able to sense the body heat of their prey. Birds and some other animals have the ability to see in the ultraviolet down to 300 nanometers. But we, humans are deprived of all of that. Some species of animals are able to sense the world in a way that humans cannot, with some species able to sense electrical and magnetic fields, and detect water pressure and currents. It's even difficult for us to tell the difference between hard ground and marsh that only looks hard.

               Our few senses, which give us capability to see and hear, learn, know and perceive things around us, in turn make us incapable to perceive the world in its true form. From this, it can be inferred that this world is not what we perceive. So far so obvious! that with less capable ways to perceive, we cannot perceive a full picture. For example, for an ant, even a round sphere is flat, but we can see its 3 dimensions. Yet for a long wire kept at a large distance from us, our perception depicts it as 1 dimensional, yet the same ant now moving on that wire can feel its 2 dimensions. So this world is not what we perceive. It is lot more complex than that. Isn't it? 

                                 Solid, liquid, gas has molecules, atoms, electron-protons, quarks, but as we can't see the microscopic units with naked eyes, we perceive it the way it is. We see and feel things as per our scale and our senses. We touch and feel the surface finish of the surface, ignoring the fact that at the microscopic level, there are crest and troughs and even at the atomic level, there are electron cloud spread in space. 

                        Now let's take it a step forward. Here I was talking about what one was perceiving at that moment. But what about what happened in past or what is going to happen in future? We can't sense that even. We can only perceive thing in present and on that basis we create experiences and learn and consider ourselves as intelligent. Are we really intelligent? Now can you feel the plight of a deaf and dumb person walking on the road? Now putting my questions in simple and straight form. 

Does this mean that our reality is a canvas drawn in front of our eyes?

 or much basic version, what is reality?

 and why is the system of universe like this?

 Why we evolved(if we evolved) like this or why we were granted with such limited power of perception?

All these questions can't be answered. As Einstein said, a problem can't be solved by the same mindset which created it. We have to go beyond the current level to understand it and solve it.

WHAT DO we actually mean by reality? A straightforward answer is that it means everything that appears to our five senses – everything that we can see, smell, touch and so forth. Yet this answer ignores such problematic entities as electrons, the recession and the number 5, which we cannot sense but which are very real. Both can appear vividly real, but we would like to say that these are not part of reality. We could tweak the definition by equating reality with what appears to a sufficiently large group of people, thereby ruling out subjective hallucinations.

                              The question “what exists?” reduces, for what in philosophy passes for practical purposes, to questions such as “what do we mean by ‘know’?”

One possible explanation: (If you believe in paranormal stories) It is drawn in front of us to keep us busy, because if humans are given immense power, this place will become hell. So for the perception of higher world, it is left for only the worthy one, who can achieve it by consistent effort and hard work. I won't be wrong if I have to say that it is an arena made for us to learn, to make our soul and inner self learn and to see and feel beyond the usual. To stretch the dimensions of ourselves to see the actual reality and to realize the truth hidden behind this illusive world, can be a difficult task but not an impossible one. We see it every day, but we don't realize it, we don't appreciate the fact that it is here for us. We play every day, every moment in this space-time foam on the directives decided by society and others and yet we forget the very underlying fact. We are so much into it that we don't understand what we truly are. We just see the outer projection of this world, which we can see partially due to our in-capabilities and we think that this is the complete thing, not realizing the fact that there is things way beyond that.

            Imagine a person, playing an online virtual world game, and he is so much into it that for few moments he forgets about the reality, the world, etc. He is in his avatar, who is in the virtual world. His character dies there in game, he himself feels bad. What is that? 

But there we know that it is a game, although it's 3D, etc. but at the end we know it's a game. Then what about this real world?  Can't it be like a game? in which users are so much indulged. 

              Maybe the reader can argue that this concept was discussed in Matrix movie. Yes, I agree, but there is more to it. I am not arguing about the virtual world to keep the humans busy, I am asking, that maybe this is the complete picture and we are incapable of seeing it. Maybe someone doesn't want us to see it the way it is, or maybe we are not ready yet.

                   Have you ever thought that our brain working is so vast and we can use it to decode anything, but to tame such power one needs a lot of effort, so we caged it to keep it under control. I don't know, we caged it or someone else caged it. I would say, We have made a mental cage of worldly illusions and entanglements and feelings and emotions that doesn't allow us to think and release our brain's higher functioning. We cannot think beyond our mental cage that we have created to bind our brain working. We have created it because of its unlimited power. Just like we defined comfort for our body and don't want to work. But to work is to keep our body working, not for anything else. But that's what we call hard work. Similarly we did for our brain.
                  Now let’s look it other way round, Me in office, office in city, city in country, country on earth. look for outside, we are just small as speck of dust and yet we have a vast information processing unit. What’s that? That, I believe, is the spec of god's light in us. That make me , ME, not my physical appearance, but my inner self, my feelings, my emotions, which decides my deeds and actions. To break that mental cage, we need to think beyond the bars of the cage, to make it work beyond the measures what society has set for us. But again question arises, how can be think beyond our perception. Our thinking is bounded by our in-capabilities to perceive the full picture. We have to think logically without entangling in small things. What we do is just a work which gives us living because food and living is not free nowadays. But we are lot more than that. Our brain gives us infinite capability to think and reason beyond measures, but we are entangled in the petty fights and jealousy issues. Thinking big means thinking nontraditional, thinking beyond our petty problems, thinking beyond this display of world. But how?

                                          This feeling of me, which keeps me alive and gives my brain so high power, is kind of an energy which makes us unique but how is it possible? Everybody having same body organs, and same energy which keeps them alive, still they all are different. Is it because of our life, circumstances we grew in, problems, we faced, what people showed us. Does that made all of us different and unique otherwise we would all have been same. But on the other hand, we are all same on the bigger picture; the energy within all of us is same. But many don't realize it and live their life normally, but in some people this splinter lights up and they start using their brain and explores the hidden reality of the world, which helps them to break the bonds with the worldly things, which helps them to see beyond the problems, solutions, people, their relations, everything.

If what we are seeing is just what we can see, then what I feel, I am, is also what I can feel, due to my incapability to feel and think and sense. So can I say, I am more than that or I am also an illusion to my senses. I see myself in the mirror, which shows me my looks, but my senses don't allow me to see the light waves which got reflected by my body and then hits the mirror and comes to my eyes. I can't see the small imperfections in the mirror. I don't see myself; I just see the outer projection this body gives me, which was in turn the outcome of the mating of my parents. How to get in contact with that inner self which I can only feel and which keeps me alive and gives this sense of perception and consciousness, how to feel it properly, how to realize what it is?

Reality can be defined in a way that links it to world views or parts of them (conceptual frameworks): Reality is the totality of all things, structures (actual and conceptual), events (past and present) and phenomena, whether observable or not. It is what a world view (whether it be based on individual or shared human experience) ultimately attempts to describe or map.

At one level, perception is all we have. It is not possible to experience physical reality -- what is "out there" -- directly, and so we live inside the world of our perceptions. Our brain does the best job it can at keeping our perceptions consistent with physical reality based on the information it receives from the senses, but consistency is ultimately the best we can hope for. Perception is like relative velocity. We tend to compare something or someone relative to our own perception. And thus, what we infer is relative to our belief structure, and not absolute in judgement.
The Vedantic philosophers of ancient India spoke of this confusion as maya. Often translated as "illusion" (a false perception of the world), maya is better interpreted as "delusion" (a false belief about the world). We suffer a delusion when we believe the images in our minds are the external world. We deceive ourselves when we think that the tree we see is the tree itself.

                                                     When a person sees a leaf, he sees the green color of that leaf and makes an impression in his mind that ‘leaves are green’, but think what science told us, the light rays from the source, fell on the leaf and got reflected back, as science found out that the leaf surface absorbed a very specific frequency of the light ray and when it was perceived by our brain, it turned out to be green. Still can you say, “leaf is green”? Leaf was color-less, due to its special property, it absorbed the particular frequency of the light rays which gave it the form which we perceive. Similarly, with sound and smell, it’s the real form of the substance that gives us a sense of reality. Science has tried to unleash this for us, but still when science is trying to dig deeper, the perception of the experimenter is a big boulder.

From Kant to Newton, Einstein to present quantum physicists, people were constantly trying to understand the reality in terms of mathematical equations and gave astounding theories which changed our beliefs and made us to think about the reality again. They debated about the “observer” and shown that how important the role of observer is while acquiring knowledge or perceiving something. But that observer is still bounded by his incapable senses.

For a moment, imagine a situation, what if we can see Xrays, so instead of getting your xray done in hospital, you could have simply asked that another person to look into you. What about the clothes that we buy today? If that would have been the case, these clothes would have been useless. Then the human form we draw and learnt, would have been like the Xray images we see in hospitals. The mirror would show that form. Then a person would have really required hair gels, and all other cosmetic to make this skin glowing?

See, simple mental exercise with a change in senses changed a whole lot of reality.


Now from this, a major question arises

Is reality mental – mind; or is it physical– matter and energy? If mind, is there a deeper consciousness underlying appearances that unites us all and is the source of our conscious thoughts? If matter, can we understand how the play of material objects and forces can give rise to conscious life?

If reality is mental, we might best connect with it by skillful introspection; by a pure, deep, and penetrating way of thought that would see past appearances and show reality directly to the mind. Alternatively we might passively receive, by a process of revelation, a mental image of reality. In revelation, the cosmic mind could speak directly to us, in apparitions or visions.

                                    If ultimate reality is instead composed of matter and energy, the method recommended is more empirical; that is, more reliant on the senses. This method, which we call ‘science’, involves the formulation of statements of proposed facts (observable truths) about the physical, along with statements about relationships between the facts, in the form of physical laws. In science, these statements of laws and proposed facts are subject to criticism and testing by observation and experiment. The statements that at any time best convince, after testing and criticism, are given the status of ‘actual fact’, or if you wish, reality. In Kant’s view, we can never truly know reality in itself, what he called ‘the noumenal world’, because we are limited to our mind’s imposition of fixed ‘categories’ of knowledge upon our perceptions of it (this giving us what Kant called ‘phenomenal’ knowledge). So it would seem we are forever cut off from reality as it is in itself, that is, distinct from our minds’ apprehension of it. It is very easy to distort this perception, and this can be done through mind-altering drugs or through the loss of one of the senses.

             Now I can safely say that Reality is the relationship between the personal autonomy and the surroundings. We experience on the basis of our senses, and we keep those experiences as memories, that are called learning. Life would be hard if one starts doubting his own experience, some neurological patients have this problem of unable to rely on their experiences, and hence they experience hallucinations and other disorders. Experience is not by choice, it was forced on us. We are forced to experience the world the way we can, not the way it is actually.
Thus ending this debate, we have a speck of energy in us that makes us unique and conscious, without realizing it. All of us have that speck in us, then too some people do marvelous things, however some don’t. Does that mean, we don’t have capabilities to do extra ordinary things? We have that capability as the speck of energy that keep our body machine alive and working for on an average 70-80 years(there is no such energy supply invented yet, which can keep any machine working for such a long time), we have a very high functioning personal unit given to us as a brain.  Then also we are entangled in all this world, and complaining and blaming others, and forgetting our true potential. And strangely we are entangled in the world, which we can't even perceive properly, which we don't is real or not, which we have built around us based on our experiences, which in turn was the result of our incapable senses. Isn't this situation like a room full of kids, playing with their toys and then fighting as they want other things also, but they being ignorant don't realize that there is a big world outside the rooms, there are adults who are keeping them in the rooms busy. Now decide do you want to be that kid or do you want to open the door and see what is outside?
You go to an amusement park. Do you go to live there? Do you set your permanent residence there? No, you go and play and enjoy and see the wonders other people have created, admire them and then come back. Then why doing with this amusement park? You are not only fully entangled in it but you are jealous of what other person is doing. 
It's not to offend anybody, it's just to realize that how ignorant we are and yet we claim to be the intelligent species. Are we really that intelligent?
I have seen people often saying, that they are not capable or blaming their luck. But if for once, we change our way of perceiving things and events, the new reality will come in front of us where we will find ourselves as capable and powerful as we can be.