The convolution of emotions...

There are times when one thinks to reason out things in life. Is everything supposed to have a reason? Or some things happen for no reason? Or are we unable to find out the reason for their occurrence? Then life starts demanding answers to these questions, which if remain unanswered causes restlessness in life. Then you are left with just two options, either to accept them or to live restless forever. Fortunate are people who get on with the first one. But not everyone is same. There are unfortunate ones as well. Some people succumb and attempt suicides, which gives a little humour to life of some, and endless suffering to some other.  

The unfortunate, unable to decipher the reason after reaching all possible limits of cognition, unable to understand the sufferings, unable to bear the loss, unable to accept the change, fails to recuperate. The wrath of vengeance, the ferocity of anger, the numbness of feelings, the schism of soul falls down heavily and leads to self destruction. These emotions give rise to feeling of vengeance. If you find satisfaction in vengeance, you have already lost the meaning of life...

The question then arises, where and when to stop? Where to stop this caravan of obnoxious emotions leading to obliteration? When should one stop trying? Where is the end? Seems like a tough question, but the answer is within. The answer lies in the quest, your quest... No two people can have the same quest, you have a unique quest, and by knowing that-you can crack this code. Find your quest uninfluenced and undefined by the people around. If happiness is your quest, then find happiness not in the action or inaction of others, but in your own actions, actions devoid of expectations. Conquer your senses to achieve perfection because a sane balanced mind is never restless. It paves the way to wisdom. If you have the inner wisdom to reason out these things, to understand the third perception, to understand the reflection phenomenon*, uncomplicated will be life. Let the pursuit of happiness not conquer you; let you conquer the pursuit of happiness; let you define your happiness. There is a constant search for meaning of life, the search starts and ends within.

See victory and defeat, pleasure and pain, success and failure with an equal eye, it will answer all your unanswered questions. Accept your mistakes with same pleasure as you welcome your triumph. Find your quest and follow, but remember to be kind, be sensible, away from anger and close to wisdom. It needs immense strength to build the art of giving and forgiveness, the ultimate solution. Give everything that you can. Respect every emotion of life, and forgive those who do not understand them.  Life never stops, but it waits, it waits for beautiful things to occur or sometimes reoccur...

P.S: For those who like to learn meditation, a good link to start: http://www.how-to-meditate.org/loving-kindness-meditation.htm/

*My next article will be on reflection phenomenon theory.

Perlustration...

We grow up in a world of exams. Every step forward is authorized after taking some exam. They always demand to answer a certain set of problems. The range and scope is specified, you just have to prove your skills in that field. Exam ends, some pass some fail, some happy some sad. Then there is an exam which never ends, it’s tough, it’s ingenious, it’s inevitable. It has no limitation, there is no defined set of problems, it’s impromptu, and most of the times unwelcomed. It’s called life. You don’t have to submit your answers. All you have to do is think...

Think not why the test has been given to you, or why should you take the exam. You don’t have control on that. Think how to deal with it, because you have no other option, and moreover that is the only thing you can control. The nature of the exam is such that it is designed uniquely, thus no scope of copying/cheating. So, if you compare your problem with others, it’s only gonna limit your thinking. Give it depth. Don’t compare your life with others...

There are rules. Don’t make things difficult for others, and you won’t get tough problems. Keep faith and trust, don’t break promises, and you will get confidence to solve your problem. Forgive others, help them, no hatred, no vengeance and you will be given less problems to solve. The rules are simple, lustrate yourself, there is nothing as creating problem for others, if there exists something like this, then it is called creating problem for yourself. There can be no good in hurting others...

Just keep trying, keep amending, keep improvising, keep refining, keep expecting and keep hoping. No submissions, no deadlines. Promenade on the shores of life, and it will be as beautiful as ever. No one fails in this exam; some of us just perform better than others...

I will be found waiting...

When there is something inside you,
that no one is ready to hear.
The feeling that no one is there,
and you are left all alone.
I will be found waiting.

When all relations, new and old,
leave you in a swerving oblivion.
The poignancy reaching its limit,
and the pain insufferable .
My care would be found waiting.

When you can’t differentiate, between right and wrong,
And the perplex is consistently annoying.
There will be a place away from both,
a place so naive and devoid of deceptive facade.
And there, I will be found waiting.

When you need to cheer up your mood,
and everything around is gloomy.
The melody of life is missing,
and the shades of life are becoming dark.
My songs would be found waiting.

When the expectations melt,
and no one seems to be near.
When everything appears to be coming to an end,
there will still be something incomplete,
and that will be my wait.

When you are overwhelmed with joy,
and happiness knocking your door.
The blissful expanse is spreading its arms,
there will still be something incomplete,
and that will be my wait.

When everyone shows, how caring they are,
and the masquerading world engulfs you,
There will always be a corner, away from that banal bright
where something is waiting for the end of this pretence.
and that will be my unending wait. 

When everything ends, and ends again,
after the end of that,
I will be found waiting...

Whenever it rains, I walk down the memory lane...

Whenever it rains,

I try to find a corner,
where a gentle breeze with a modest sprinkle touches my face.
A corner where I can sit for hours,
and thoroughfare years back into time.
A corner where time comes to life,
the euphony brings a divine rendition, and the sprinkle purifies every thought.
A sojourn devoid of resounding rush of life,
but filled with emotions of past.

Whenever it rains,

I walk down to a child, who waits for rain so high,

that he doesn’t have to go to school.
A child who wants to take his bicycle out with his friends,
and want to splash out all possible water collected on the road.
A child who waits for the rain to stop so that,
he can float the boat he made and take some insects on a ride.

Whenever it rains,

I walk down to a random place,

where I took shade from rain,
where I wished some girl to take shade too.
And one day when she took shade,
I never gathered strength to talk to.

Whenever it rains,

I walk down to my friend,

and take him on a multi mile ride, nothing but  for a chai and a smoke.
No matter how bad he plays,
he suddenly becomes a key player for a football match.
Friendship drenched with trust,
and made stronger by every moment spent in that rain.

Whenever it rains,

I walk down to my love,

and feel the love budding under an umbrella.
Then take my hands out to bring some drops in,
the drops to play, and make her shy away with every sprinkle.
I sit with her on a pavement on the road side,
where the shiver of the rain mingles with the warmth of care.
The view so vista, the gleam in the eye, and the disarming rain,
with every falling drop, I fall in love again.

Whenever it rains,

I also wait for the rainbow,
for it brings me back to my colourful life.
And makes me realize my panoramic today,
made beautiful by past and lively by the uncanny future.

Whenever it rains,

It brings with itself,

the moments lost but not forgotten,

and I walk down the memory lane...