Monday, 7 March 2016

Bitter Sweet

What scares you?
-Beginning
Of what?
-The End

What fills you?
-Noise
Of what?
-Silence

What haunts you?
-Rarity
Of what?
-Abundance

What frees you?
-Nothingness
Of what?
-Everything

What scares you fills you up
What haunts you ,sets you free...

Sunday, 14 February 2016

Rome was not built in a day


Do you know what it took for Jean-Francois Champollion  to decipher Egyptian hieroglyph is a long period of brain taxing research and methodologies henceforth unraveling the script that was shrouded with obscurity and became best of the glorious attempts to unveil the mystery of one of the oldest civilizations in the world

Do you know what it took for Descartes and Kant to become the greatest philosophers of all time is years and years of their interactions with logic and ethics henceforth laying the foundations of modern philosophy and leaving behind long chain of thinkers signifying the power human mind had reached so much so that it remains influential  till date

Do you know what it took for Ptolemy to derive geocentric views on structure of universe is large span on scale of time searching for the answers to his questions through his unforeseen and stunning observation of the nested sky and recording the movements of stars,sun and moon  henceforth making him the greatest astronomer that time has ever recorded

Do you know what it took for Andreas Versalius to lay the foundation of modern biology is long phase of extensive and exhaustive series of anatomical experiments henceforth making him the Father of Modern Anatomy

Do you know what it took for Galileo to invent telescope is long length of time of an observation and hunch to defend Copernicus heliocentric view of universe knowing not what he accidently gave the world is eyes to see the distant and gifting mankind ''the beyondscopic'' vision

For Marcello Malpighi to be immortalized when his name was given to the main excretory system of an anthropod - Malpighian tubule?( perhaps only how most of us would remember or recall him )  is a blood and sweat  of a time of his indepth study of insects henceforth giving us one of the greatest microscopist

For Buddha to attain enlightenment is a time that goes beyond count and measure indicative of the human quest for knowledge that epitomizes high standard of profusely comprehended realities of human existence henceforth giving the world one of the most peaceful resorts offering to the lost and the wanderer -a thought to stay . Greatest and wistful theosophy of all time

For Ghalib to write about love the way only he could have is a rhythm and flow and pulse and beat of the time of  being in and out and through of love and pain henceforth giving words to most of us who run low on voicing our own emotion . May not add resonance to our vocal chords but certainly has helped give an expression to our thought. No wonder why we share Ghalib's couplets like our very own !!!

Too recent to forget its only from yesterday did I recollect another work that came to its form over a 100 of years of unending scientific enquiry - Do you know what it took for space sciences to discover  gravitational waves what was already there is a decade of unblinking eyes of LIGO  upon the universe?

Last but not the least, what took Rome to become what it became is a run and race of time of ruination's  and back. Henceforth giving one of the most profound histories of startling empires and masterpieces in art,architecture and paintings ...

And these are but a few to mention ..

What I wanted to convey here is one simple truth that it takes a lifetime and in continuation some more for a thing to take its final form and the secret is there is no final form . we only evolve .
The greatest of things have happened over the time and not in a day .And they have happened not to die like humans but to stay like divine.
 Magic works in a moment not reality and reality over a hundred years becomes a magic . In these dying moments where we loose in a breath a speech and a breath in speech let our spirit be alive for larger than life and longer than time.
Do no rush . walk down to the place where its destined to happen. Perseverance is a key to our untimely how's why's and when's - let yourself unravel it clue by clue ..

Find what your love is and tune in the waltz time. It will take all the time on earth to find that one thing but if you do, it would be the greatest summation of your life ever. Discover. Invent. Observe . Derive. Think . Write. Express.

But most of all , Love !!! Its a subject that created science,history,philosophy,arts,music,song,heavens and God .And all of this happened over the years and not in a day ..









Thursday, 7 January 2016

Letters

Wrote a many ,threw a few
to send you a flower or its dew

Color the words,rephrase it new
to stop it here or let it through

Meanings were lost by the time I knew
to voice my heart or pen it blue

Wrote a many,threw a few..

Left it hasty,blurred its view
to make it clear or hide in lieu

Write it in a line or realign it in a slew
to let you know or first know you through

Wrote a many ,threw a few

Stitched the message with ink words glued
to cloth the paper or leave it nude

Hang a sign or lay a symbol so raw and  crude
while I pen them down my heart intrudes

wrote a many,threw a few
to send you flowers or its dew?

Bleed from heart or ink from pen
to let one man know or first know the men?

In a language or script if I knew
would rewrite the times in love I grew

Wrote a many threw a few..

Leave  a mark or stroke no clue
to make you think or stun you blue

stone it old or  dust it new
protrude the  words and point at you

wrote  a many threw a few..
to send you flowers or its dew?

To write it or say it
How could I be better than a few
How I wish I could write to you.

From shiver of my finger or the lips that sew
I know so little and the words are few

Shall I come with a flower to tell you or write under fog with its dew?

Wrote a many,threw a few
If only I could write something so new to you

I would write this and that but  never that one thing - I and You
Here and there but never the three words in the way they knew

To brew the words in a sip or chew a few
Just in how many pages would it take for my name to end with you?

Make slushy feelings to act in stew
or let my heart spur like a spew

Post the many or withdraw a few
what if my letter changes you?

I have set my heart on fire ,can you pick its ashes in these letters
this 18th if its alright with you?

But to tell you a thing or two, I will have to be right beside you
Under your pillow, who is who ?
And if you find me there, that ones for you !!

Meet you in summers,its a winter adieu
will write as many under the meadow rue

Until I find my word between I and You...

Sunday, 3 January 2016

Ethereal

Oh this ethereal world,in the wakefulness of your reality I unleash the realm of forever sleeplessness.
Oh the world so algid ,rimy, so frosty freezy dry.. in the sleet of your snow I numb myself to another dead night.
Oh this ground in the soul of raw wintertime,I melt my flesh and free my blood to your frostbite.

And so reclusive of your nature ,how you withdrew every ounce of blood from my veinal wine
while the fire in woods have fixed a few broken hearts, what salutary antidote could unfix mine.

Oh so draggy of them so chill they fall on to feast on my lofty will
Oh this ethereal world so moony wimpy so rageous fight.
The grave and grim you gave me miles wrong me still
I walked on thorns meek and mild, their pain was gone over the night.

The bleak of harsh your cut had raised ,my skin would burn and still shall praise..

You stripped my heart to dreary dead,  it embraced the cold and always prays
To live in your ignorance and stay in love that shames with a tired gaze.

Oh you misleading world, your obstinacy amazes,you demand of my feelings to be as stony as you
I crave to be free and escape this wound but not as much as you..

Oh then so caring, compassionate of you
You came to me this winter to make scars deeper than my pain ever knew
Oh this land of heart,so dopey ,drowsy  and drugged of you
You were loved from my inmost ruins yet you  never knew

Oh my ethereal world
your cold hunts for bloodless
how perished so inert of you ...