PARASITE OF LIFE

Imageries of a scary tomorrow
Like a mite, feeding on life's marrow

Oh fear ! Was thine ugly spirit afloat
In mine early moments like a blot

Or was it the vulgar hands of culture
That robbed me of my vitality and vigor.

mashoodkk

THE BATTLE FIELD WITHIN

Our analytic mind sink like a solid through the viscous time into darkness, paving way for inaction and hedonism, unless painstaking effort keep it afloat. It seems like the law of nature that striving and struggling has got no substitute as far as progress is concerned. Nature ruthlessly ensures perdition to the dull and lazy. Nevertheless battling the hurdles can be turned to a challenging and not mere frustrating experience, with sufficient vision and wisdom. Akin to the being trapped between the devil and the sea, we too often get caught in the either extremes of vulgar laziness or unbearable strain. The problem turns to that of management then. Self knowledge always is the key for self management. Surprisingly we would realize at a moment that the greatest of our enemies were within, roaming freely in our own fort, disguised as well wishers. The sharpness of our wit and analysis, the accumulated experiences of the past......every weapon in our armory will have to be taken out if we have to stay in the battlefield.

mashoodkk

PSYCHIC REALITY AND OBJECTIVE REALITY

If we scroll through our past, it won't be difficult to recall instances where our perceptions had nothing to do with reality, which we could realize only after the whole episode of events rolled by. Irrespective of the essence and characteristics of the perceptions, delusions reigned like as if concrete, at times euphoric while at others scary. There come into picture the significance of the ability to see things as it is and not as we are. The road to simplicity starts from here. The challenge lies in the fact that no path is more complex than that running towards simplicity.

mashoodkk

THE INNER ENEMY OF PHYSICS - A LATE NIGHT EXPERIENCE

Few minutes with physics....that was enough. Introspection revealed the automatic activation of certain thought structures. High voltage sentences started emerging out from them, with rhythm and passion, as if they were so subtly keen to snatch the spotlight of my attention away from physics. Initially the effort was for an equal share, but over the time like a drop of impurity diffusing into a volume of pure water, the whole cognitive faculties got hijacked. More striking was the tact with which the occupation was carried out. Like an army headed by a master manipulator occupying a piece of land with pure tact, shedding not even a single drop of blood, so was physics taken away from me. It was traumatic ! As I woke up to my senses I realized that all resources have been looted, leaving me intellectually paupered. The pain conceived an inner warrior to ensure my ride back into the marvels of human intellect. Now it is up to me to breastfeed and nurture him.......

mashoodkk

CASTLE OF FEAR and FOOL'S PARADISE

Castle of fear and fool's paradise
Where the less worthy lot lies

Like a wandering musk dear
Of its own fragrance unaware

Knees tremble and their eyes waver
Upon conflict free roar of the tiger

mashoodkk