why i feel so lost all the time

even though there are so many places where i belong

why there is not a specific purpose of being

although there are so many means to be just alive

why people don't help each other 

when they know they themselves need help all the time

why is there so much money all around

when food is all we can ingest 

why is there so much of whyss in my life..  

.....

but anyways it feels good to be lost 

i can't fathom where  would i be

i can't imagine how would be i be

Iffff I were A DEFINED CREATURE

i love myself to be a RANDOM undefined BEING

(well i think i just defined myself... )

abode of our memories

smile and that smile
will echo through the mountains of pain

and unleash the joys of beasts
smile, cuz that smile can
liberate the burden of thousand Sisyphus(es).

Smile for that smile smiles through the sorrows,

sorrows of joys, sorrows of sorrows. 

as your smile swifts softly through

the gushes of my violent streams of emotions

they become gentle waves caressing my whole existence.

for only then, i bask in the sunshine of my own-self.

the beauty, of everything when seen standing on
the shoulders of your smiles, becomes
million times more beautiful.

engulfed in the trenches of your smile
i can breathe more, that is the irony of my life.

beautiful

beautiful were the times

when all we worried about was 

how to sneak out of the house

without being caught by our parents

playing for long hours 

those were real good times

playing with friends 

friends who had no expectations 

friends with whom we used to fight 

but the very next moment 

we become more than friends - brothers.

No comparisons about the faces

that had to be made just to 

overcome the furious state of the elders

after we did something unworthy 

but then no vengeance, no retaliation

real good times were those

the streams, the lonely roads, the trees,

mountains or anything natural

(all that we NOW find click-worthy or pic-worthy)

used to be FUN-worthy

where we used to play until our body ached

where we used to laugh until our lungs came out

but then none of the acts were fed to our ego. 

UNLIKE now

when everyone is lost into 

the business of feeding their EGO

why can't we just STOP and start LIVING 

why can't we just UN-grow and become a KID again.

I don't want to grow, if growing is growing my ego.

Alas!

as always it's easier said than done. :( 

Prayers for Nepal :(

My prayers are with the people of Nepal!
Let there be strength among the folks of Nepal to rise from one of the greatest catastrophe that the world has ever experienced.

law of Karma: so i was wondering if only sentient beings are bound by the laws of karma?  can it be possible that mother earth has a soul in it too? likewise if there are multiverse, or parallel universe, can it be possible that even our universe has got a soul as well? 

Mother earth is so generous, all she does is give, provide, and give! the crux of the matter is what do we give her in return? rather we snatch everything from her and if we continue hurting her, it is obvious that she will get sick!
Although scientists have a say that these are science, these are meant to happen, plate tectonics, continental drifts, I am sure they are correct. But i have a belief that if the collective karma of whole humanity is positive, then what we receive back from mother earth might surprise us. May be what i imply by collective karma is sustainable development! helping people without any expectations, be generous like our mother earth! above all-not to hurt our mother earth so much that she cries in pain.

If our mother earth has a soul in it and if you can listen to my prayers then please forgive us, the humans, for they are immature that they hate each other, for they are naive that they kill each other and other animals, for they are ignorant that they treat you badly, they are at time helpless! I am one among them!
And for us, the humans i have a suggestion! let us be GOOD, Real Good!!!

happiness awaits you, the paradox

my 'happiness' is fleeing away

but happiness awaits me

i wonder how! 

when surrounded by the fragrance of your presence

blessed is how i feel.

when i see your smile everytime i touch the eyelids

a smile-back is what i respond with 

but when the eyelids part

misty-eyes is what i find.

i try to cover up the mist 

with the smiles you bestowed upon me

but then my heart becomes misty 

the heart starts pumping tears.

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well if happiness awaits me

i shall wait for my 'happiness' as long as it takes. 

let it blossom

you are like the gentle breeze 

that Seduces the leaves 

caressing my imperfections

soothing the agOnies 

carrying me to the abodes of angels 

I would like to stay there forever

your smiles are eNgraved in my memories 

your memories are chiseled in my heart

for the heArt yearns to keep the wounds afresh 

Strange it is to know 

that fallen you are into the abyss of love 

that wounded you are though

you fondly nurture the pain

hoping that the wounds would blossoM

 

let it blossom 

let its magnificent fragrance pervade all the impediments.

let it blossom. 

seize

happiness is all around

look to your left, -happiness 

look within, -happiness

look with your eyes closed, -happiness

look even without looking, -happiness

i paint the canvas of my life with sorrow 

the canvas was pure, unadulterated

why did i draw only 'sorrow' ?

when drawing 'happiness' was also an option ?

perhaps because out of mud blooms lotus 

at times i feel

----empty endurance leading me to the land of nowhere

but then who cares? when the pain i endure is a pleasure in disguise 

happiness is ephemeral, sorrow is forever 

happiness is subdued by the thirst for more happiness

while sorrow endures and pervades our life 

hey everyone of you!

seize the happiness, freeze the time 

live happily forever, 

so much happily that even 'forever' be just a blink of an eye.

seize infinite happiness,
live infinitely happy,
in the infinite space of joy ,
until the infinity of time. 

Amen! 

Tolstoy said--- "happiness is an allegory, unhappiness is a story"