A Nobody in this World

He burned the midnight oil every night

with diligence, extremity and fear,

hoping someday he would make it big

in the joy and gala of this world

And he worked hard and harder

to touch the skies atop

O boy! He did touch them after all

A success know by one many and all

So do we know who he is?

The beacon lights the Seafarer's way

showing him the hidden paths that lay

under the water who has seen what exists?

Hidden rocks as graves in the mist

We are just friends of delight

meeting Here and Now for a moment to light

who is who?, my beloved friend

You, me and the beacon are all One at this end

Inspiration lights the fire in dark

Be it at sea or night, day break or fall

So Who is who? my dear friend

we are all One and same, finally at end

A No body is the Lights the way

In the darkness of this worlds treacherous game and play

A No body in the Dark

A No body in the Light

A No body in this world's delight

A No body living as he might.

Beginnings and Endings

So our friend makes a request

This one is on his behest

Beginnings and Endings

A circle of Life's Innings?

What starts goes around and comes back

Nay, thats not beginnings and endings

What starts is beginning

What ends is ending

but there is something more

When something ends

something starts again

A new beginning with a new ending!

Another cycle of Beginning and Ending.

A Circle of Life's Innings

I wonder why he suggested this?

A rotating flux of mind currents

Starting from somewhere leading somewhere else

Spinning inside generating electricity

for food of thought to be cooked in its heat and fire.

How strange life can get?

How puzzling it is?

For every question is a beginning

until the Solutions find the ending

And the question exists no more

once it has reach the end

The solution is needed no more

once the problem ends

Such is the strange tale of

Beginnings and Endings.

The Saga of Punch Studying

He lives through the grueling of his mind

As the Days pass by

Today its a task, tomorrow a challenge

The future just holds a mighty warren

Today here, tomorrow there.

The endless struggle of life and despair

So where does it all finally end my friend?

The single pointed missile even has a target destined.

He studies in his Study

with children around, making all the noise

Unable to concentrate

He thought it would be wise

He gave them a punching bag

So they could punch each other for play

But it all turns around and punches back

Straight at him, right in the face.

A Simple Truth

Learn a Truth of Life

I share with you today

What is most precious to you

Never Reveal

Hide it away

For if u keep it in your Heart

It is bound to come out One Day

Keep it so Deep

That it never rises to the Surface

I do not talk about a thing or a form

It is only His Name

That goes so far.

The Rope or The Snake?

When we are in shock and lost, we just live, like a purposeless mind wandering on Unknown paths. What comes we go with it, if nothing comes we are not bothered. Continuity is the nature of Life but now purposeless continuity.

Man struggles to fulfill his desire. When desire meets with expectation it has already caused a fire. This fire keeps burning us within until it is met with the shower of Grace. And when the fires have cooled down only then we start to see the Truth of Existence.

Our desire is only a rope, our expectation of it causes the fire to arise and so the when the fire is lit the Snake is born. The Snake of unfulfilled Expectations. It keeps biting us again and again, until the poison spreads in our entire Being, or we fall unconscious with the fear of its sting.

Life does not stop for anyone, it is continuous, abiding only in a rhythm of a pulse. When the breath leaves the body, the pulse stops, the rhythm comes to a stand still. Nothing is left then.

The manifested body becomes Unmanifest, but if the poison of this Snakes bite has spread too far, it goes ahead not with the body but with That which is continuous. Next birth, next Body and next Life.

Therefore, we need an Anti-dote Now Itself, not later, not when this Snake has already done its work. We need it Now Itself. And what is this Anti-dote? Removing the Life force of the Snake Itself -The Rope of our desires and attachment. To be free is very simple. Whats difficult is to be simple Itself.

The Streaming Silence

Sitting quietly in a room

No movements

Hear, listen

Look and See

There is nothing but a Stillness

Something grips the projecting Mind

And all the images fall apart

A serene Presence so strong

Holds the Heart and Mind for long

Can't move or think at all

Its the Unknown's Call

If ever you feel this again, my friend

Throw all that you have; in front of you away

For this happens far too Rare

This Divine Silence has no time to spare

If It drives you Mad or Insane, Let It

Once in a life time chance, don't forget it

For when This Moment comes wild and bare

Sit Quietly, and Naked, No Worry, Fear or Care.

Life in a Pressure Cooker

Hear the Whistle Blow

It cooks on a simmer

yet the Pressure blows the whistle again

Life in a Pressure Cooker

Hear this Whistle Blow

"So what's for dinner tonight?" asked my friend, I answered "Oh! EXPECTATIONS"

"What do you mean?" He said

"Oh! That's what cooking in the Pressure Cooker", I replied

A silent exchange of glances, nothing was said, but something was understood. He looked sad to me, I wondered why, I didn't ask, and then the entire story came gurgling out.

Life can cooks us like a Pressure Cooker sometimes. The entire sphere of our existence gets surrounded with so many Expectations. Everyone wants something out of everything in our life. It is as if we were born only to look and fulfill all Expectations.

Mom is not happy

Dad is not happy

Brothers and Sisters

Wife and Child

A friend, not to mention The Boss

and ultimately to top it all

Your Self and God

What happened to Freedom? No one knows.

Life in the Pressure Cooker

And the whistle blows

Now if we don't let this whistle blow

The Pressure Cooker simply Explodes.

The Monkey is caught in the Pot

The wicked hunter plans his kill

A hungry monkey, seeking food for his fill

The foolish creature comes upon pot

Peeping inside, some food he spots

Without much thought, he puts his arm inside

Only to become the hunters game and delight

This monkey is caught in the Pot.

So are we all with our emotions caught

A broken hearted one can't forget

The pain of rejection begets

"Oh He does not love me anymore" she says

I asked her "Do you?"

"Do you love yourself?" I asked her again

she sighed, and I sighed too.

Saying again to myself

"This Monkey is caught in the Pot"

" I am not good enough for him" she said yet again

"Ah there you see that is your banana of feed"

This pot of mind feeding on an inadequate thought

Never satisfied with the food he got

She peeped inside the pot again

and found a banana to play her game

"I am not good enough" - A food of thought, A food for game

"This monkey is surely caught in the Pot".

Maya - the hunter has won again

Casting its web of Emotional game

Now again we spin round and round

Crying and scattered we lay on the ground

This Monkey is caught in the pot

This food of Illusion, we are still caught.

Silently at Home in the Heart.

When it all started, What does it matter?

What matters now, How it all ends

Been there Done that a zillion times

Now nothing is left to be done anymore

This noise dissolves, into a Humdrum

and the Humdrum into a Faint Echo

When the Echo is heard no more

What is left my friend?

Some know it, Some don't

For Time exists here no more

Some call it Grace

Some call it Presence

Some call it Silence

This fool feels at Home here

in the deeper silences of the Heart

You and me exist no more Here

What is left is only Him

Only Him!

Mind - Never Mind

The dance of this world

Looked upon by glance of the Guru

Mind in between

Wondering, for-lone, immersed in dualistic thoughts

Who is watching?

From within and looking beyond through this world?

Who is looking?

At what comes, stays and goes.

This 'One' never dies

M - Me

I - I

N - Never

D - Dies

This MIND - Never mind

it lives as shadow,

when light is there a shadow will be there too

so long as an object obstructs the path of light

A shadow will be there too

When we look at this world we forget

Who is looking?

When the world looks at us?

We feel some things

This world is such a convincing melodrama

The projector called Mind

throws the movie upon the screen of Consciousness

the reel of memory

Lit by the Light of Self

Oh Mind! you are at it again

A new movie for today

produced by Maya

directed by Karma

You got me

When will we ever be Free again?

Everyday Happiness

Someone asked me once,

How can I be happy everyday?

I said "Its not possible. Why be unhappy everyday?"

Now i wonder again, "Why not be Happiness Itself?"

"Spare me the philosophy" my friend uttered yet again

well without it how can you be happy?

We live as mortals on this tiny earth

Day in day out, we breathe, we work, we eat

Each day passes into the Night

And the night into another Day

Is a moment defined by Time alone?

You are Life - Abundant and Flowing

How can it be limited to Time Alone

Be Happy first most important Be Grateful

Here and Now what will you need?

This moment holds nothing but flourishing Feed

Let the food for the Spirit fill your Being

So you don't hunger for the Nights and Days - Everyday

Be Here Be in Now - Here and Now - Be It.

Every Breath, Every Moment, Every Day

Until Eternity kisses you

Every Breath, Every Moment, Every Day.

Man's Definite Insecurity

Oh Man! Your woes go with you

From Dawn till Dusk you worry

Each Day passes in a pit of vices

Only secure in Insecurity

When Vicious Circles of Indulgence arises

Discrimination ceases to function

Anxiety, panic and fear are your dearest friends

Abundant in clutches of Horror dear

Agony befriends your Nature behold

Life - A Misery untold

Where is there an honor in this?

Oh Man! Your grief goes with you

Each moment of persisting Insecurity

But maybe one day shall come

your untold Fears laid down lifeless

like dead soldiers on a battle field

and maybe Faith shall strike your Heart

with an uncompromising Blow

Then you shall see the Light that shines

Right in the middle of the warring Land

He shines with all His might Fearlessly

Radiating His Presence Securing you in His Glance

May be then you might just believe

This world is born of nature Insecure

He who rises beyond the skies revealing His True Form

In this battle field of the world

Is our only Security!

In Search of Happiness

What is Happiness? What does it mean to be Happy? Do you rememeber when you last felt truly happy? Simple questions with perhaps equally simple answers.
Once upon a time, i heard a very interesting maxim "It is very Simple to be Happy but very difficult to be Simple."
Most of us really thought atleast when we were young, just newly born into this world, smelling the winds of our youth that happiness is living and ultimate life of inexhaustible pleasures, having monetary success and developing One's reputation beyond measure in this world so that we could enjoy a glorious life.
And definately, few friends here have achieved that dream for themselves, but not the Happiness that they thought they were looking for.
Some have even mentioned their dilemma about feeling pretty saturated with the life that they are living themselves.
So, we are back at the most vital question. What is happiness? How can one be happy in life? What do we need to be happy in life?
Am I going to answer these questions? Definately not you will, but yes i am going to put forward an interesting argument about this word called 'Happiness'
If we thought what 'happiness' is? then is that truly Happiness? Is our thought of 'Happiness' the 'Happiness' that we are seeking?
Or, Is there something else?
To tell you the truth friends 'Happiness needs nothing' you are either happy or not
its as simple as that. When you are Happy you know it and when you are not you know that too.
We struggle all our life to find One simple moment of enduring and pure happiness and that eludes us, simply because we are always looking for it in the wrong place.
There are several kinds of Happiness. Momentary Happiness and Long Term Happiness
If your someone who is too satisfied with Momentary Happiness then Long term wont bring any Happiness to and vice versa
What do you need to be happy? Simply Nothing. Be Happy - You dont need a reason to be happy. If you can accept that well and good if not, well what can i say?.....
Be Happy it costs nothing. Life is already good.
I know few might be thinking i am a nut, for sure i am and why not?
Its not a moment of achieving or attaining that brings any Happiness.
In truth, it when we are no more thinking about achieving of attaining anything that truly brings us Happiness.
For eg. When we want something and we want it so badly that we refuse to be happy without it. when we think we have got it what happens then? In that defining moment, we forget the desire of our want and that is exactly what brings a flood of Happiness within us, but we are thinking that we have got what we wanted therefore we are happy.
Now, have you ever seen a dog chewing on the bone until its gum starts to bleed and it thinks its enjoying the taste of blood coming from the bone?

Well, thats Monetary happiness? So for all you friends who wish to live the ultimate dream have a good chew on the bone. And for those very very very few Ones left who dont want to chew the bone and want something more well i sure do have a lot to share. Keep tuned it because its time to be Happy.

A New Blog for our Friends

Dear Friends,
Have started a new blog
WAKE UP INDIANS - A WAKE UP CALL FOR INDIANS (http://jaagobhartiya.blogspot.com) in the wake of recent events.
I think its time a Second Revolution starts for so we realise the urgency of Waking Up.

The Reciepe of Interesting Life

The Interesting Delicacies of Life

Friends turn Foes - Spices it up

Family turns against you - Extra added pepper

Love turns bitter - Extra Sour

The Heart Breaks - That's the Punch

The world is against you - That's the Flavour

You think you are an optimist (think again) - Tastes Bland

You think you are a pessimist (dont bother) - Tastes Good and Interesting

Bad is Good - Perfect for a Candle Light Dinner

Dark is Fun - Now That's Scary

And Finally, The Top Dressing

Left Unwanted with No one really bothering to truly know who you are - The best Taste One can get for Oneself from the Reciepe above

What do you think?

The Final Moment

It doesn't seem very assuring when we realise that someone around us is going to go away yet somehow we hold on to life and let things take their natural course of action. So what happens?

One moment the person we love is right in front of us and the next moment there is nothing!

Everything changes to quickly, as if nothing is going to last forever, yet we believe that somethings should be forever! Don't we?

The Final Rest comes and leave the rest of us in a silence atleast for few moments. Something to think about, sometime to contemplate about the final moment of Life. If not ours then someone else's?

Today the person is there in front of our eyes,

Tomorrow who knows?

Before Fate strikes its Final blow,

The remains of Life's Oddessy scattered like the final pieces of the puzzle

The soul departs with a Velocity Unknown

And the body falls to the Earth with a Sound Unheard

What is left of Life then?

That, which we saw a few moments ago

Is no more there....

Some say, "How sad!" as if, It was never meant to be.

Some say, "God's Will" resigning with a sigh!

Where is there a Truth in all this and who can tell?

What is left, is only the mortal remains falling apart again.

Where is life? What was alive?

Can any one ever speak of these in words?

And just presume That this is how It all goes on

From Now and Forever!!!

Until we ourselves arrive at the Final Moment

What then might happen only you can imagine

Now or Then

That is for one to see

What lies Ahead, Beyond and Within Here

Is not Seperate

It is all One, in every sense

be it Birth, Life or Death.

Can you put these Apart?

A Timeless Odyssey - From Darkness into Light.

The Journey of a Mystic never ends. What commenced as an advent for search of Truth seems to just go deeper and deeper. There is no telling what comes next. People have not seen tomorrow so what to say of future. This world is planning for the Future that is what we hear, the Truth is there is nothing like future except in abysses of our Imagination. Who or what is this world ultimately? The norms of this world the businesses of this world all are determined by people living with selfish causes and motives.

Selfishness is considered as a virtue - a means by which we justify our survival. and selflessness is considered as non ideal act of impudence and foolishness. Who decides this? We decide this for ourselves or the world?

The explanation for cancer is very simple. Cancelling Err - Cancer. It simply means we keep cancelling our basic module of existence and keep erring until it is discovered in the cellular structure that makes us up.

An isolated cell going against its own grain to keep feeding on all the others and ensure its separative survival is against the very construct of what Nature is pointing us towards.

Isolated beings ensuring their survival in this world and going against the very grain of their Nature. If humanity has to survive today it has to survive as a whole for there is nothing other than its own self that it is most threatened with. This planet was never a threat to even an ant much less a human being. In fact the only reason why most of us are alive today is because this planet is still ensuring our survival. Providing us with whatever we need, but human greed and a human consumption is never at rest. This entire planet is One whole body and we human are the cancerous cells ensuring our own destruction at galactic speeds. So unless we see ourselves as One whole Being its not possible to be released from the bondage of world's addictive slavery and want.

What can happen in a moment? A lot. If the truest intentions are alive within the heart, it doesn't take much to let such a Transformation take its entire effect. Yes, This Spontaneous Recession becomes Spontaneous Remission. whereby the cancer cures Itself. Now if cancer is possible its remission also holds true.

What do you think? Which 'One' are you?

Dangers of Lurking Doom - Fame

Some one once said " Its very easy to be a Teacher but very difficult to be a very good student", i wonder if anyone would remember who uttered these words? They were from one the greatest spiritual Icons of the 20th Century Ramakrishna Paramhansa. What a statement!!! One of the greatest thrills of life - The alcohol of recognition - Fame. One who gets drunk with it takes time to get undrunk, and when he is undrunk he wishes to get drunk with it again. The LSD of Celebrity consciousness - One cant live with it but surely cant live without it. A friend just asked me to have a word about it so here i am inspired again...

In a vision that i saw

A man drunk with recognition

He dropped dead drunk every place every night

and woke up thinking this is life

One day something else happened

when the clock has struck its time

He dropped again on the ground

struggling to find a hand to help him stand

None appeared.... how sad

what he thought about all of them

Their glittering faces breezing past his mind

Down the memory lane and Now....

the Reality of the moment took its toll

it shook something under his Heart's fall

This moment a truth stood by his side

that none have come with him so none are beside

An aloneness grew with dark shadows of past

for this world is always the best prostitute

to the customer who pays it well

with nothing to pay it doest not ask

The Famous or the poor most down trodden of all.

For all have risen and all will fall one day to rise again

This has been the story of life so far

and it will stay as is till the end.....

The Immortal Joy

A dream, a vision,

a myth, hallucination,

Hope is trying in scattered phases

to collect all its parts from the shattered soul

oh my, what a sight to see, when this happens

Hope is trying to collect its strength from a shattered soul?

Nay, i say to you my friend, worry not

if you go down, go down there is nothing to fear,

Someone down there will also look into your eyes

and you shall fear no more.

Hope wont have to collect its parts

A scattered soul no more

The time had already arrived

when the worst had come to pass

you and me are just mortal play pawns

very safe in the Hands that move us forward

the chess like game of life

He is only playing with Himself

why are you so worried about whats to happen

Tomorrow is another day full of Hope

if today we have lost

its Victory tomorrow, why worry and fear

Id rather say watch Him play

His beautiful Game and the greatest joy of Life

is to lay still when His Hand moves you across

the Boards of Life.

The Sinking Shrinking - Ultimate Dissolution

Psychological paste of Speedy Matrix Lifestyles, causing the activity boom feels great for some, and totally drab for some few. I think about it sometimes the speedy matrix zone we call the world, the love of the world, its greatly convincing ultimate and out of the mind realities can cause ones adrenalin to pump faster than the tsunamis in the Ocean but when the adrenalin goes down so does the spirit of those who have forsaken their lives for the sake of the World.
Some may not totally understand and agree with it, its fine I don't really have a problem with that, this is not written for them
I once knew of a Great Story
a forgotten myth, a tale,
it came to me from my Father's Heart
and to Him, His Father's and Fore Fathers
They said that there are a few,
and fewer still, fewer than before
Some who truly see That Light
shining upon the Golden Path
A Golden Era has just begun,
not for those who don't really care
but for those who move forward and
step into Eternity's Lap
The Mother holds out Her arms for the Children
Infinity shows no Finite way
You have to move and leap ahead
Ahead, before a time catches hold of your Fortunate Destiny
my Story has been such and so unwilling i feel to share.
Some things no one cares for,
Why loose a lifetime of Realized Comfort?
the Luxury of Time none can afford
what is known 'then', can be known 'Now'
Who has to decide this yet?
you , me or That Itself which has been
Infinity's Mystery
That is My Story. I hope you see.

The World has lost its Glory

Citizens of Planet Earth.....Wake up
There exists no time to sleep
Surrounded by the Illusion of building and activity
We tremble insecurely under the rubble of fear, anxiety and catastrophe
Oh dear friends ..... The lesson is never learnt
What u seek in this world shall never be yours forever
Aiming towards the perfection of material success
We are heading down the highway of absolute doom
For the earth is already exhausted and left pitiable
By the hands of those who show no mercy to nature
And the minds of those whose greed remains inexhaustible
In such an expended world of falsehood, greed and demonic hunger
How can one come to believe in the existence of ‘Faith’
Oh... this world has lost its glory
This world has lost its Centre
That peace once felt is no more there
The humdrum sounds of machines and lurking doom
When can a soul rest
And where could it find some shelter
The world has lost its glory and
Our spirits rest in the 'Wombs of Disaster'
Ignorant of the evident end
One may fathom ‘Light’
But it is believed to be just an illusion by the people of earthly clan
Where is one to find such a Faith
Which goes beyond all times known so far to man?
Oh the world has lost its glory
The rest is an Untold Story...