Smile, you must

smile
you must
for a single river 
Nile
created 
one of the greatest civilisation
known to mankind
amidst the sands of sahara

what i seek
what will i find
it depends on
weather
my mind becomes body
or body becomes mind

proud to be an Indian !

you
have been immortalized
let me put it straight
and blunt
this nation will forget you
as soon as the headline changes
and remimd you
you are not the only one
so many
have been forgotten earlier

i know
you dont care
if someone remembers you
or not
for when you pleaded for help
even the god
did not bother to help
i understand that
the pain
the agony
you went through
in those defining moments
can not be fathomed
by us mortals
and even immortals

see
i am not writing a eulogy for you
i am a very selfish person
i am just expressing the frustration
which has accumulated within me
watching the ' tamasha'
that has been made out
of what you would like to forget
like a bad dream

i am writing this
because something inside me is urging me
see
i told you
i am a selfish man
and it has become overbearing on me now
not to speak
about
the events that followed your hospitalization
tell me
what is the debate about
are there any misgivings
about the fate of those who offended you
they shall perish in flames of hell
wherever it is

mind you
they were not only six
who devoured you
there are many more
who ignored you
those who capitalized on your pain
for their petty political gain
then there was this indeffrent lot
who kept saying
so what
all will stand the trial of time
and will be adjudged sublime
the beauty of judgement will be
they will grope for an answer
why me

i am a selfish man
i may not think about you again
but for once
i will speak my heart out
and
write how i feel about
and as they cover you with shroud
i wonder
as an Indian
what is there to be proud

still be in love with you

i fell in love with you
and there was nothing beyond that
past present future
amalgamated into one
and i lived every moment
inspired by eternity of your love
it worked like a charm on me
and i be spelled by your presence
forgot who i am
and so often i would wake up
in the night thinking that i was you
and then when senses returned
i smiled at myself
and nodded in consent
yes i am you
but now you have to go
period
no reason no logic no excuses
can explain that to me
so i accept it on face value
Permanence of Impermanence
you will go
though nothing can be more true
i will not be me again
but still be in love with you

mindscape

the entropy of being alive 

spaks a million contradictions 

as sensory impulses 

short-circuit over synaptic gaps 

and project a chimera 

of in-finite haves and finite have- nots

and

the wandering mind

fluid 

in unison with this flux

rides a sine wave of imaginations 

oscillating between

the trough of deeds and crest of desires 

the troughs are shallow

and the crests are steep 

and this imbalance 

imponderable and inconsistent 

adds infinite deviations of hyperbolic nature 

to what would have been 

a peaceful mind

i 

have to learn 

to live 

in consonance 

with 

this chaotic calm within me 

What is Buddha!!!

a man is menifestation of his thoughts 

his thoughts are reflection of his experiences

his experences are made up of his actions  

his actions are shaped up by his descisions 

his decision are the results of his awareness 

his awarenss is the consiquence of his quest 

his quest arise due to acceptance of imperfectness 

his impefectness is the consequence of being alive 

he is alive because he was born...................................

............................and because he was born he will die, 

and

his imperfectness

his quest

his awarness

his decisions 

his actions 

his experiences

his thoughts 

are 

what will be left behind

and the menifestaion what he was will be soon forgotten 

being alone...

so what 

if i was there 

all alone 

being alone

sometimes

is a panacea for incertitude 

i agree 

that my mind did cloud

for a while

as i contested 

an upsurge of emotional paroxysm 

that almost choked me 

of course 

it rained

but then

i saw a rainbow 

iridescent with coherence

a rainbow

of myriad manifestations 

bridging 

thoughts and action 

i felt 

irrationality

give way to 

reconciliation of mind and matter 

i registered the correlation 

between longing and belonging 

i was

till then a -  doer

and thereafter

i became a - deed 

being alone

sometimes

is a panacea for incertitude