The day he suppressed those tears
And shed it in solitude and silence
He attained the inner conviction
That he is for sure an orphan
The day when she whom he trusted
Giving reasons and excuses, betrayed
Deep inside there was a whisper
That 'you are definitely an outsider'
The day when he realized the reality
That everything was a drama of necessity
The drops appeared on forehead, instead of eyes
And the feet followed the path of loneliness
Indifference of god to dreams
Insincere words of empty consolations
Made him an adherent ardent
Of dissection and detachment
mashoodkk
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
USE of FEAR
Fear serves only the meek. It is a default reaction against a danger situation and in no way should be confused with solution. Solution demands analysis and action. Reality should be unconditionally acknowledged. But majority of the individuals lack these skills. Better to remark that they are rarely seriously nurtured. In such cases, a flight from reality helps at times. This attitude in its totality can be grossly described by the word 'fear'- a charity from nature for the poor or the beggar.
mashoodkk
mashoodkk
Fear and Speech
Casual thought hints at a linear causal relation between apprehension and stammering. A fearful anticipation in connection to future robs of the confidence that is a necessary prerequisite for a free flowing and captivating speech. At the extreme end lies the situation of becoming speechless, the state of the psyche completely conquered by fear.
PHANTASY TO REALITY
Glorious journey in the chariot of phantasies
Took me to the valley of unbounded sorrows
At the end of the path stood the lady of death
With her beautiful arms wide stretched
She offered me nights of eternal bliss
And unending entertainment with songs of silence
Impressed by the ecstasy in my eyes
She unveiled to me her secrets precious
Mesmerized by my innocence and spirit
She nurtured me with her warmth
The nature of her love was unearthly in essence
It bore the clear stamp of selflessness
She taught me the secrets of feminine wisdom
My happiness and sorrows were redefined
Held tight my hands, to the gateway of reality
Kissed on my forehead and vanished into eternity
mashoodkk
Took me to the valley of unbounded sorrows
At the end of the path stood the lady of death
With her beautiful arms wide stretched
She offered me nights of eternal bliss
And unending entertainment with songs of silence
Impressed by the ecstasy in my eyes
She unveiled to me her secrets precious
Mesmerized by my innocence and spirit
She nurtured me with her warmth
The nature of her love was unearthly in essence
It bore the clear stamp of selflessness
She taught me the secrets of feminine wisdom
My happiness and sorrows were redefined
Held tight my hands, to the gateway of reality
Kissed on my forehead and vanished into eternity
mashoodkk
Thursday, January 29, 2009
REAFFIRMING UNITY
It has almost become a fashion statement to say that each individual is unique. When viewed with a critical eye the statement opens up issues that need to be dealt more carefully. Uniqueness implies difference which has constructive as well as destructive dimensions. Let our eyes focus on the later dimension which is of more current relevance. Gulf of difference is often projected as the justification for sectarianism of all sorts, no matter it be racial, geographical or ideological. As such it would not be too far fetched to say that in difference lies the root of destruction. Any way it cannot be denied that difference exists and it will continue to exist. But the real problem lies not in accepting the trivial differences but ignoring the facts of greater fundamental importance, which has been repeated by great souls across centuries. In the words of Barack Obama it goes as
'We have stakes in one another'....... ' What binds us together is greater than what drives us apart'
'We have stakes in one another'....... ' What binds us together is greater than what drives us apart'
SCIENCE, FACTS and ART
Poincare remarked " Science is built up of facts, as a house is built of stones; but an accumulation of facts is no more a science than a heap of stones is a house." It requires a sense of aesthetics and sublime artistic ingeniosity to search for and arrive at coherence amongst apparently disconnected perplexing complexity. At that level the narrow line of distinction between real science and true art struggles to maintain its identity than elsewhere. It seems there exists a subtle mechanism in our social structure to exalt any individual who endeavors in this search for order, to the lofty heights of admiration and heroism.
mashoodkk
mashoodkk
Saturday, January 10, 2009
On Love, Solitute and Selfishness
'The best way I think to keep a human relationship never break is to always keep a little distance between'. Like an expert I spoke........never realizing why....
.............The friend who was listening replied me that I am selfish.............which in turn provoked me to continue with my sermon ..................
'..................but at times the fact is that the unselfish persons are powerful enough to with stand a break up........friendship, blood, or marital..........but the poor selfish guy......because of his inherent weakness will not be able to bear it.............so he always with his little intelligence takes an initial defensive stand...may be because of prior experiences...................he is always fearful and tries to revert to his hole................lives there in his own world.............but deep inside his heart are often unhealed wounds and desire to love everyone and to be loved by every one..........a repression which he cant overcome easily............and often gets converted to hours of tears in silence.............
public calls them selfish, unsocial or idiots....and wonder why they are doing so........no point in blaming public...they cant afford to look into every ones history....
.....i believe even the deadliest criminal doesn't want him to be so.............to love, be loved, smile and be happy is a fundamental longing of every human as per to me.........but the game of destiny sometimes plays cruel and the human mind gets shattered for ever...........some tries to put it back to order......some succeed...some not.......some take strange configurations.........which every one hates......................'
I felt like having given a captivating discourse and went home. Just before sleep a thought flashed through my mind ......'after all is not the need for love a longing for attachment....and is not attachment a weakness...........'......... Later I realized that even if it is a truth it is an inconvenient one......
.............The friend who was listening replied me that I am selfish.............which in turn provoked me to continue with my sermon ..................
'..................but at times the fact is that the unselfish persons are powerful enough to with stand a break up........friendship, blood, or marital..........but the poor selfish guy......because of his inherent weakness will not be able to bear it.............so he always with his little intelligence takes an initial defensive stand...may be because of prior experiences...................he is always fearful and tries to revert to his hole................lives there in his own world.............but deep inside his heart are often unhealed wounds and desire to love everyone and to be loved by every one..........a repression which he cant overcome easily............and often gets converted to hours of tears in silence.............
public calls them selfish, unsocial or idiots....and wonder why they are doing so........no point in blaming public...they cant afford to look into every ones history....
.....i believe even the deadliest criminal doesn't want him to be so.............to love, be loved, smile and be happy is a fundamental longing of every human as per to me.........but the game of destiny sometimes plays cruel and the human mind gets shattered for ever...........some tries to put it back to order......some succeed...some not.......some take strange configurations.........which every one hates......................'
I felt like having given a captivating discourse and went home. Just before sleep a thought flashed through my mind ......'after all is not the need for love a longing for attachment....and is not attachment a weakness...........'......... Later I realized that even if it is a truth it is an inconvenient one......
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