Tuesday, February 2, 2010

I dream a dream ..

She wondered about the dream and living it. She was not awake to ask whose it was, or if it was worth it, all she knew was detached silent ecstacy.

All that was offered was not worth her adoration, All she could do was to commit to an act of manipulation.

The dream didnt hide her dilema. To hide the heart and show some love? or show some heart and hide the love? Ah! the scarred heart, or the taint of love? A hushed project, the hope of restoration, all that was left was a whiff of irritation .. And she walked ...

One to my beautiful One!
Walking into the setting sun,
Walk, and let it all drop,
No chains, no fears,
Not even my longing tears,

And night is where I will hide,
A memory and a rose, my company,
Float away, lightly,
Into the sojourn of the nightly ..

Let my words fail,
And when you please, my queen,
Find your way,
through my secret trail ..

Kya mol?

Gajre ke do toote phool
ek ab rahi yaad mujhko
ek ab gaya mai bhool ...

Kabhi suni thi Sukoon ki daastaan,
Daastaan suni thi kabhi sukoon se,
Kuch lavz aur kuch moti the,
Aur kuch Geele samaan,
Kabhi socha sab rakhlu marzi se,
Kabhi socha du baant arzi se,
Par kya karu jab pakda jau,
Yu raho me jakda jau,
Ziddi uske gesu the,
Ziddi uski daanth ..

Chehera ka kuch noor bhi bechu,
Lo dekho pada hai uss kone me,
Mol hai tho lelo babu,
Anmol hai tho rakhlo babu,
Mitti kaho tho mitti samjho,
Na samajh ho tho dhool ..

Gajre ke do toote phool
Dekh ab rahi yaad mujhko
Dekh ab gaya mai bhool

Sunday, December 20, 2009

...

It lasts exactly 2 days, if your lucky an hour more. It is well worth waiting the rest of the year though.

Between the day and the night, there is twilight and many shadows. And while we are busy making the light from the dark, the shadows meet to create deeper hues and whispers, while we wait for what we dont understand, but dream about.

There is poetic justice, where there is no poetry nor justice. The ground where we stand today, is not the ground we can bank upon, the feet always look for the ground.

There is no shame, there is no fear, just a pulsing heart taking one step at a time.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Bahar barf hai

Raat ke baara baje hai abhi,
Shaayad tum soyi ho kahi,
Inn aahato se pare,
Tere naadaan labo pe shaayad muskurahat hai,
Aur mere Haatho me ek jaam,
Phoolo ki baarish hai yaha,
Geela barf ke chaalo se tapke,
Kuch katre khoon mein,
Kuch sukoon, aur Kuch behoshi hai,
Aur Ek Shukriya!
aaj mai hu, aur tum bhi,

Sochu kya kahu tumse,
Jab dar ba dar, bas, khamoshi hai
Ek Shukriya bas,
Aaj mai hu, aur tum bhi ..
Bas Shukriya, haan shukriya.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

And Yeah please smile!

Man started out with the geocentric theory. In some ways he never moved on.

Only, what science disproved was brought back in a more genial word: Practicality.

Practical people are those that center everything around them. Largely because we have only one view point available to us: Ours. Hence are so accustomed to this view point and so alien to other possibilities that a pactical person is most of the time is either faking his joy or hating their loneliness and in between seeing peaks of exhilirations which are not meant to last, because the dreamer in us dies every night. But human life is all about freezing and finding everlasting happiness - outside fairy tales of course.

Obviously there is nothing wrong with it except that it ingrains in itself the inherent disharmony between individuals. For obvious reasons if you can see it.

Dreamers are hence practical people, who are trapped by a vision - they often make shifts between the two states and breed in-decision and in-conclusion. Of course there is a rare possibility that you have met a total dreamer or a totally practical person - but these are rarely full time occupations.

Early on in life I was always caught in this dilema. Mentally I could never accept any rules given to me, but in my actions I found no reason to deal with the aftermath of being a rebel. Until lightning struck, like it usually does, in a drunken Eureka moment. Now I know better, I just let be.

You can always extrapolate needs and motivations onto others and make judgements, but seldom the actions of individuals confirm to a fit pattern. Because the motivations agree with practical people, yet within all of us is also the ideal dreamer. He brings in the uncertainity into action and you end up inventing complex theories to explain simple actions from your view point.

Richard Feynman once famously remarked (something to this effect) that if its a simple model, it cant be true, because uncertanity is inherent in nature. I dont agree with him, with due regards to his stature, yet its never out of context more often than not.

Its amazing to see how the answers to the same question keep changing with the context you place them in.

Ask a question: What is marriage?
- A social contract just at the point of divorce with exit clauses
- Enforced fidelity for insecure couples.
- A sacred insitution for religion etc etc.

Or maybe you would muse that its a culmination of love, an act of sharing values etc

But then what is love? Fundamentally its just an emotion, quite useful one at that and pleasurable one too.

But then how can there be love anyhow without absolute freedom to the other and absolute trust in self in absolute human context - if there is such a thing like that of course?

Yet we have learnt only the love of bondage, of marriage, of family, of absolutely measureable and predictable relationships. God forbid, we get what we ask for, because it would kill us of boredom. The burden of predictibility is boredom with a gift of security. I'd rather have the burden off my back.

Let me make it worse if you happen to read so far: because we know there is no love if we give absolute freedom because we can never attain absolute self trust, we choose to live and give in to the momentum of society - which actually controls us with an illusion of freedom within its confines.

Nothing wrong with it in particular, just that it makes everything people commonly subscribe to quite absurd irrespective of what they keep believing and hoping for - the unattainable.

All we want in different names is everlasting harmony and peace but we cannot make the effort required to make it possible, we always have practicality on our side abetting us to blame every other moving self-willed carbon from in the world except ourselves.

Isnt it amazing really, one reality, two people, different judgements. Because:
- Different experiences
- Different presets

Look at the claims of gender bias around if you doubt it to be operational. Emotions make us dreamers, intelligence makes us practical. Not as a rule of thumb, but yeah, I guess you get the picture. Nature has endowed women with greater emotional sensitivity for a good reason, so then come back to the same thing: One reality, two view points with different presets leading to different experiences and often, sad conclusions. What does being open minded mean here anyhow?

Ideology is never incompatible if you realise this. Every human thought structure has the same source, and similar evolution path - what often changes is the axioms that add up to aggregates that lead to the derivatives and conclusions - to make it worse people first act and then find a way to justify the actions.

Well, all you have to do in justification is find a context which is most flattering to your view point and actions - either a practical one that of a dreamer. So, the dreamer says love can transcend all barriers, and yet the practical one concludes, the only barrier you should not cross is me! Easy isnt it? Hence we end up with two versions of us, us and the way others look at us! and viola, there is disharmony!

Yet there is a common ground, it roots in practicality and idealism in equal measures. So Often it really is a matter of balance more than anything.


Lets learn asking these questions before making further judgements:
Have you found your context? Can we find a context we can work with? Ultimately, all human affairs boil down to this. Lets keep it that way: simple.

Next time before the vomit of hate reaches our lips in our geocentric need to judge the universe lets remember:

Its a scare house folks!! its all fake! But it scares the shit out of you anyhow.

Stick around, holding the hand, there is a big door at the end of the house that reads EXIT. Outside, there are bigger things to achieve together.

Life dosent end, because we have learnt the trick well. The trick we were born with, the trick to keep postponing absolute conclusions in favor of momentary expressions. Or better never know that they exist.

Guilty as charged! But lets make up anyhow! and money, and kids, and home, and err - I am digressing ;)

And Yeah please smile.

Beers!
Hick!!

Friday, October 23, 2009

Life trapped outside.

Someone is at your doorstep with a wad of flowers everyday, but your choice and your suspicion does not allow you to open the door and you look for fragrance behind the closed doors.

Every gesture of the hands that hold the flowers is the mime of a silent threat, every knock a unwelcome noise to the notes you spontaneously dance to. The price for admission to the concert is a life in the empty hall.

A Life trapped outside.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Nature, am I a part of it?

Human relationships are the only areas in which you could get into trouble of persecution if you try harder. Either in pursuation or in resolution.

Nature is kinder, failure only indicates missing links and your limitations are exposed to work around and work with.

All the proponents of Utopia have tried to reduce this trouble of persecution, because this is what we quantify as suffering, by suggesting some means of reducing humans to the level of objective nature or divine nature.

Problem is, the question will always remain: Nature, am I a part of it?

Any answer wont do, rigerous pursuit wont do, what will do is either risk the persecution or detach. Often your stakes decide the course of your action. We are all the same and address the same needs in ways and means that are in tune with our limitations.