Saturday, June 15, 2013

Makers or Breakers?



Everytime I feel an affinity for a lawless land,
What good does law but to bind and chain?
Isn’t law meant to make the society organised?
Why do I feel that the law does otherwise?
Am I to be blamed like the rest or is it the ones who create-
An order for a ‘pseudo utopian society ‘is what we are content with-
Where is the order in all the chaos that pervades?
Some say law and order are meant to keep the evil at bay-If that’s so
What happens to those events that go unaccounted ? Is the Law
Playing with thy faith? Or is the Law we observe now is fake?
The constitutions and courts came into being, but our existence
Thrived way before-there was hope and faith then,there existed
A Law-which people revered and feared.An Universal Law to which
All responded to equally.Now laws are made to destruct,kill,ostracize,acquire,
Take,possess rights that were never ‘theirs’,now Law has its favourite children.
We have come to a point where the Law followed is at the cost of the Law of our Existence.

Friday, June 14, 2013

हर हर महादेव (God is everywhere-in the rain,in the wind,in us,in inanimate objects)

Rain

A foregone lover’s wish, 
Familiar ties unstrung, 
Thy incomplete kiss- 
Of moments unsung,
Vehement gusto
Recovered.
Sprinklets of love
Piercing all over as
I remembered ye
On long nights dried
Of devouring passion.


The lost becomes
The found,yet again
In this amaranthine journey of ours.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

For The Helpless Soul


Scream for help when there is no escape
 Don't scream,no saviour is going to show up.
 Scream for help then there is no escape
 Scream within,as there is no outlet
 Cause your scream will reach your ears otherwise-
 The loud,piercing noise.The soul reverberates.
 Give in like the sacrificial goat,
 It will end eventually just like it had begun.
 Scream for help when there is no escape
 Act as a cushion for all the pain inflicted.
 Scream for help when there is no escape
 The scar is your prize,there is no escape.


Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The Wisdom Of Ignorance

Today as i was crossing the street I saw a beggar in one corner..happily having the last pieces of his bread..I was looking at him..and he looked up at me..He had a smile on his face while I was wearing a frown cause something was bothering me from the morning...I came back home but the smile stayed in my mind...That smile was a smile of content..being happy and content even if you don't have anything..Well how many of us can think that way when happiness is measured by our ever growing demand for materialistic things
Ignorance is bliss.
The beggar on the street,
Is wiser than you could ever be.
He seeks only his next meal, and is content.
Happily deprived of the confusing cacophony of choices,
That continuously clamor in your head.
Igniting,
Lust and greed.
Inciting,
The step over the edge,
To reach for vague horizons.

The carcass of your soul rots,
In the shallow pool of your life's wasted moments.
Reflecting the desires and impulses of youth.
And here,
These worthy beggars are condemned to bathe their hands.
Those meagre drops,
Their only fortune,
Their next meal.
While you have chased misguiding joys,
Provided by opputunity in your misfortune,
That forever tempt,
But never fulfill;
Building for you,
A material hell.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Sticks and Stones will Break My Bones, and Words will Never Hurt Me

I.The Power of Words
a. Proverbs 18:21 “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruit.”
b. How many of you have ever been called a cruel name before? How many of you have called someone else a cruel name before? I know I have been on both ends of that spectrum. The phrase that I used as the title usually goes “sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” But I completely and totally disagree with that statement. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been hurt by people calling me words like “arrogant", “stupid”, and “worthless.”
c. It’s pretty hard to look at yourself as a prized creation of God when people are putting you down, isn’t it? Words hurt. Words stick with you. You remember bad things that people say for a long time; maybe even your whole life.
i. So if this is the case, then why do we say mean things to other people even when we know the pain it has caused us?
II. What Goes Around Comes Around
a. Matthew 12:36 “But I say to you that for every idle word men may speak, they will give account of it in the Day of Judgment.”
i. This is a scary thought. Before reading this scripture, I would have never thought that the hurtful things I have said to people; out of pain, anger, or just spite are going to be accounted for by God Himself.
b. All those times you have badmouthed that girl you see flirting with all the boys, yelled at your parents and told them things out of anger, mocked someone because they were different because of you…they are being counted and you are going to have to own up to every last one.
c. Matthew 12:37 says “For by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.”
i. In a way this could be a victory. Like all those people who have called me names? They will feel someday the way they made me feel with all those hurtful things. In the same way, all the times I have called someone a “slut” or “idiot” are going to be placed before me and I am going to have to tell the almighty, just, and sovereign God why I felt the need to say those things to my friends, my enemies, and my loved ones.
III. Why Can’t We Be Friends?
a. If words are such a powerful thing, why do we need to use them to cause damage and to destroy people? Words are our weapons; we choose to use them to express everything in our hearts, minds, and thoughts. This may be a slightly nerdy reference, but words are kind of like “the force.” They are all around us, they are the very fiber of our existence with one another; and they can be used for good things, or they can become a part of the dark side, wreaking havoc and pain on those we choose to inflict them on.
b. As God's children, we need to look to the Lord as an example of how to use such a powerful tool.
i. Hebrews 11:13 shows us that “By faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the Word of God so that what we see was not made out of things which are visible.”
ii. Words are what created us. God’s words spoke us into existence. Without the good that the power of words can do, we would be nothing. We need to follow the example that Jesus Christ has set for us.
IV. Silence is Not the Enemy
a. “Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.” –Abraham Lincoln
i. There are some times when you should go by the rule, “if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.”
ii. Sometimes silence can be the most helpful tool in keeping our witness, and can keep us from hurting the people we truly care about. If we learn to just say uplifting and positive things to each other more often and remain quiet and think before we speak badly about someone else, then the powerful tool that God has given us will be used a whole lot wiser.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Encounter With An Angel

It was like any other night..But it was different..and after that night i wont remember it all..but only those eyes and the reminiscence of those memories,she dint speak but those eyes had done all the talking..and that was it!!
Like any other night i went out to smoke.I was walking down the empty dark streets..i lit up my cigarette...my mind crowded with all the troubles..and it all comes down to the night which is the worst part of my day..It has been since 4 days i have stopped being on drugs..and i am learning what it is like to think without being under the influence of it.And suddenly it felt that all my past memories were back haunting me and all these days i was just running away from them..i dint want to be alone at home so i went out to the streets.I needed some space,some free air to go in my lungs..so that i can forget about all dose memories and start afresh.Somehow it felt impossible and i was lost.I felt like going back to drugs again but i knew that was not a permanent solution.
As i was heading back home almost reluctantly i heard a voice from behind.I was quite surprised because it was late.I turned back and saw there was this girl waving at me trying to say something to me.Was i dreaming?i went near to her..it was not a dream ...She was for real and she wanted me to help her out with her luggage and to drop her to her place .
She looked up at me..It was as if her eyes were smiling at me and she had this beautiful long hair.I offered to help her and carried her luggage to her place.It was a long walk but we dint talk with each other.And as i was about to leave she called me.I stopped turned back and looked at her.She smiled at me and said she dint know how to thank me.I dint know what to say.I just looked at her.She said,"i wouldn't mind if we sit and talk for a while..anyways i am not in a mood to go back home so early." There i was confused like always knowing not what to say..So i followed her to the park.And there we sat down and did i know then that it would change my thinking for ever.
I sat next to her and then she turned towards me..Her beautiful eyes looking at me..looking all over me.She had very deep eyes and i could feel the cool breeze blowing on us.There was this strange silence for a while and then she broke the silence.She told me,"You are a nice guy but you seem to be troubled.What is it..do you mind sharing with me?"
And there i was with her narrating my story to her..and i could see her eyes full of life very patiently listening to all i had to say.....and i went on.. as the night passed by..i could see the twilight and the horizon red...when we got up it was almost day.The street lights had gone off.I dont remember what exactly she said.I could only hear her like someone whispering in my ears something soothing after a long time.I looked at her while parting and looked into her beautiful eyes again.They were talking to me.They said that you can be good once again and get back your normal life.Its never too late!
I wake up late to the chirping of the birds.Open my eyes to see that its day..Its a new day and people have resumed there work already.I felt different from the other mornings.Did it feel like a change has come over me?
My phone starts ringing..Its my friend..
friend:yo!!its me wats up?
me :nothing much i think i had a dream;o)
friend :lol you are loosing it Sayan..u need to come and smoke up with us this evening...its the weekends man!!no more weekdays..so you can gather you shit and come here!!
me :Bro i am not into drugs anymore..I have left it
friend :you must be kidding..whats wrong with you?
me :no I am serious..i have moved on
friend :I seriously dunno what has possessed you but we will miss your fat joints for sure!!
me :I know bro..i wont be there for your fat joints any more!but you can call me if you need my help anytime...;o)
I did that.I said NO to drugs..wow how did i do that?i closed my eyes and knew how i did it..i saw that smile from the previous night..her wisdom teeth..the long brown hair,her eyes,the street lights lighting her face up..and i opened my eyes and saw the bright sunlight..a new day,a new start ,a new beginning....

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

200 and still batting!




24th February,2010 will remain a red lettered day in the cricketing history.Being a cricket lover i could not have asked for anything more.Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar on this very day went on to become the first player in the cricketing history to score a double century in one day internationals.
Well what an innings it was! The typical innings you can expect from the master himself everytime he goes on to bat flooded with beautiful strokes.But this was a shade different.Stamina wise I will say this is indeed Tendulkar's best innings considering the fact that he is already nearing 40!
Fatigue,cramp,heat nothing could deter the little genius.He was composed all the time and this time around there was no stopping him from reaching the magical 200! The record for the highest run in the one day cricket held previously by Saeed Anwar and Jim Coventry also got broken.
In the end,i can proudly beat my chest and say that i saw each and every shot coming out of the Master Blaster's bat.Food,sleep,studies mattered less to me at that point of time.Once again,like so many times Sachin proved that 'He Is Still The Best In The Business!'