An Endless darkness In the Bright Sun ...!!!!!!!

A poor Man Waiting for Sun To rise ,Crying and  Praying hard for sunshine to touch his eyes.....
He had never seen sun in his life, but heard about Sun's miraculous character by his mother ....
Spent every moment in that bright darkness....

A passerby enquired, " How can I help you...? How Can I wipe your tears...? "...
The Man replied, " Could you really do that...Are you capable enough.."
The  passerby replied, " Yes , I am capable enough to help you out. "

The Man in the darkness answered , " If you wish to help please help the Sun not me , ask that sun to  rise in my cottage , I wish to see him, help him to locate my address, The sun has lost his way to Visit my cottage  since my mother's death... If you wish to wipe my  tears, make that Sun to listen my prayers, May be he is deaf.... My tears wont stop by wiping, they roll down with the purpose, so don't worry about them.... Worry about that Sun where has he lost his way.... help him out...!!!! "

The passerby laughed and replied, " Are you Mad,... sun.... lost his way... what are you saying... I wasted my time .. in showing concern for a wrong person, You are not Sad you are Mad.... "

The man replied, " No my  mother said that Sun brings light and happiness in everybody's life. But he has not arrived in my life yet. I don't know why Sun is taking so long to reach my cottage.  Please help him out he has lost his way ..."

The passerby shouted at him again and said , " you have lost senses ".

And the Man smiled with a  Thought - What might be the purpose of that man to help me out , and what made him think that I am Mad & has lost senses ... ? What right he had to interrupt me in my prayer and in the end burst at me ... ? What Have I asked him...? How can he call me Mad for his incapability to help Sun...? Who is Mad.... ? The one who was not even  sure of his capabilities and concern ... is declaring me mad.... ?

The next  day ...
Oh!  Sun if you exist , prove your existence, Now I am not Praying or weeping...I hope you have long ears to listen my voice..... And this interrogation continued every day with more intensity...

All Passerby played their role by enquiring and then pass by , and declaring that man as MAD....

That man  with a sigh thought , I remember my  mother's last words ,  " only sun can remove darkness of your life , I never knew what darkness was, when she was with me ..? May be this is darkness - her absence... In her memories I find happiness, why wait for Sun to arrive. "

And the man stopped praying and crying for that desire in that endless darkness under that bright sun...!!!!!!



Note : This is a fictional story. I thought of this concept when I felt that  I owe a burden of unfulfilled desire on me. The man is blind - as some desires are blind . But life teaches lesson to everyone So also this man learns to live independently, instead of depending on those desire to make him happy. One needs to learn the  art of being  happy independently ultimately only you listen what you wish, other's can  just hear the words.

-- " I, Me Myself and our Thoughts "

I am free within my own limits ... and I am Limitless.....!!!!!

As I feel...
 I taught myself how to hold the strings of freedom,
and set free myself from ignorance... 
The best teacher in everybody's life is their own life... 
As my experience in life are the best best lessons of my life.... :)

I have always taught myself to be free from darkness of ignorance... 
knowing helps me breathe freely, naturally....

I am free within my own limits ... and I am Limitless.....!!!!!

If this continues...The force of Youth will be killed.... And I dont wish to be killed ...!!!

I feel like denouncing Citizenship of this country.....I would hate myself being a part of Youth and behave like a dependent. But I am not an escapist, hence I would agitate and demand justice for my nation. And I know There are lakhs of mind who would support my thought. In spirit we are Indians. I need not mention about Glory of Indians. We are best in everything that exist in this world, but at same parameter we have worst results as well and this contradictions exists only in our nation...? why..? We all know the reasons,  Why not concentrate on solutions.

It is always said  that a nation is nothing without its people, a nation is a race. But if my nation is full of these people , I don't want to be a part of it. I may sound absurd, but I am fed-up of these thick skin reactions of the people and the politicians.

The economist of the nation are worried about the declining growth rate of GDP, the scientists are worried about space missions, the technologists and software industry is worried about OBAMA's policy of protectionism.... Here everybody is right as they are doing their assigned duty. And I respect them all.

What about our so called " Elected Representative " ? What are they doing..? They are only playing with our sentiments. I know they are not our true representative. We hardly find our representative in the assembly. Everything is  put-forth as mandatory on us. Every thing is so discouraging,  People like Kiran Bedi, Arvind Kejriwal, Aamir Khan are being tainted. And people like Kalmadi, Kannimozi are on bail. Where honest IAS, and IPS and other Officers fall prey to the Maosist, Terrorist, crime- muscle power,  a wild nexus build by the system and supported by the system.

The issue of Presidential candidate has made Indian politics not only immature but foolish, rubbish and nonsense.  It is so clear that Congress Raaj is destroying the spirit of Democracy, Republic. Other parties don't even dare to have any  role. How ridiculous. ? I know the the Post of President is ceremonial, but this does not mean we will accept any scrap. Why are we always settled with less worst... As options are full of worst people, even if something better exist and is capable and dedicated and most important deserved. I also know that in India even the post of PM is Ceremonial, he being clean and honest makes our mouth shut. But if this continues, just imagine  where we are marching....?

This might sound as a lecture. and nobody has time to spend time on this. But what are we doing as a citizen of our nation. I would hate myself being a part of Youth and behave like a dependent. We have witnessed revolution, I am not demanding the same. But we need to give at least a single thought in a day to think about nation's welfare and its issues, and surely we can do something concrete.

 In this globalised world you might feel the concept of nation is defined by MNCs, Global economy, etc, hence u may not need our nation, and you can settle any where in the world. But our nation needs us.Please stand against the injustice done to our nation by our own people. It's not my request but  I strongly demand a common voice, Voice of the Citizen, To protect yourself and our nation from these hypocrisy.

Though Buried .... Still Alive.....!!!!!!

Though Buried .... Still Alive.....!!!!!!

I buried my dreams, deep in my heart...
where no one can hear their voice, not even me....
Yet they make a flash , as of thunder lightening in my memory,
followed by heavy drops rolling down and some storms in my heart....

Days, Months, years have past....
still they are in the grave of my heart ....
Will they die before I close my eyes....?
would they be able to make their existence after me...?
what have I done to them...?
They would never forgive me....

One thing I can do....
I can transform my dreams, re-frame them,
and make them alive again....may in different form...
I hope they would understand me and forgive me....

I know some how they would come true.....
I know they can fight with me for their existence....
they would force me to change my priorities for them.....
BUT............
Now they have learned to adjust with my life...
They trust me so much that , they are still alive in the grave of darkness .....

I don't know about tomorrow....?
What if I fall asleep forever...?
Who would unbury them...?
who would wake them up.... ?
who would fight for them....?

I know... No one ... No one.... !!!!
It's only me ..... They are mine.... Only mine.....
I would never let them die buried ....
I will work for them and bring them back into my life again....
so What, though I had buried them...?
They are still alive.... They are still alive....

" Me Manasvi "

A letter to myself.....!!!!!

My dear-  My ownself.......

How is me ? How was I ? How I have been ?

I am really sorry, for not being in touch with myself. I know this is unforgivable, but only I can forgive myself...Right..?

I ignored my own voice in the midst of world... 
I pretended to be strong and never let my tears roll down...
I smiled though  I needed a shoulder to cry...
I laughed louder, to hide my whispering pain that I had...
I was feeling suffocated though in freedom...
I gave time to all,  except to my own-self... 
How rude I was with me, How rude...?

Now I am really fine... I am always with me...

As I am back to pavilion....
Yes, I have changed a bit...
Now I hear only my voice, I can't Ignore worldly matters,
but surely can pretend to be...
Now, I pamper myself though I don't have any pain...
I need not pretend to be strong, as I have accepted me unconditionally, the way I am, so no tears dare to roll down....
I am satisfied with myself, and I Can give shoulders to the needy...
Though I am not free, but I can experience freedom without suffocation...


I have learned one lesson- " Come what may, I would never loose myself. I can never satisfy others expectations, but can strive to satisfy my own. Though I may fail, but this failure will improve me each time. " 

I will always take care of myself, as the most precious person in my life is "ME".  when there is something in my pocket,  I can support others. My own pocket needs to be full of Love, Care, Respect, Gratitude, Unconditional Acceptance, Truth, Peace, Trust, Help for myself. Then only I can lend others.

I welcome myself again in my own-life. Now I would never let myself go away from me. Please accept me, though I have changed, this change is for better.

Lots of love , care and wishes to I, Me and Myself....

Berang si mei , berang sa wo, berang se hum…!!!!!!!!!!

Berang  si  mei , berang sa wo, berang se hum…!!!!!!!!!!

Rangeen si  is duniya me rang kayi hai …..

Par mujhsa berang kahi nahi …..

Har rang me  jaisi ek chamak hai …

Mera berang  sa rang dekhkar maayoos hoti me …

Rang  koi chadte hi nahi mujhpe …

Lagi koshish karne koi rang  chadhane mujhpe…..

Dhoondhne lagi ki konsa rang mujh par khil uthega…..

Mujhsa berang koi tha waha khada …

Par wo berang kaafi mohak   tha…

Jitni nazar churaaoo uss be rang se ,

Utni hi  nazar daudti uspe….

Kahi uss berang ko bhi ye rang mohak toh nahi laga ..?

Mene apne aap ko dekha  …

Mera berang  bhi khilne laga ….

Kya yahi wo berang hai  jo mujhe rangeen  karega..?

Wo berang  kadamo ke faasle kam  karte hue ,

Mujh tak aa pohocha….!!!

Aur apne berang se rang me muhe doobo diya….

Yahi berang sa rang me dhoondh rahi thi …

jo mujhme milkar khud bhi khil utha …

dono ka wo berang kayi rango se bhi chamak raha tha…

berang si me , berang sa wo, berang se hum khill uthe…