Advaita

Walking towards my place from the metro station, I asked myself a question.. why do we have to search a reason behind everything? If i am happy then there must be reason, I am sad there’s a reason, I am doing this and not that, a reason! Why? Reason is the word that’s haunting me for quite a long time now. Then this Law of causation came to my rescue. For everything I see around has a cause preceding it and so the world goes! But still I was stuck somewhere. My search wasn't over yet; I was now fighting a new question of whether there something exists which is beyond reason? Which is beyond causation? Immediately I saw a bright light, something without form in my imagination. I thought if that’s what is beyond reason? I was asking myself if those omnipresent gods whom the religious literature termed as beyond logic and so were the answer to my questions. Then this thought came upon me, that I can’t really describe that beyond-reason-entity in words. Why? Because you si...

I wonder if i have grown, can't recall that dumb twelve year old. had worries to clear the class tests, wanted to score highest , and be called the 'best'. i look down on the flowing sands of time, couldn't see that perfect shine, maybe am wrong, growing up is an illusion it seems so while am high on gong. playing around all day, no care if there were men women or gays. fights with them guys were so naive that reminiscing them,on my face brings a wide smile. the memories from the past are the sun rays on dew, beaming high with hopes, for future that's not so sure. now i realize i have gone further from all that, become carefree and the scores gone all flat, them friends are nowhere, world's got stranger, trusts of past have taken a new form, lonely roads in the heart have become boulevards to tread on.

It's nice to sit straight, neck stiff, eyes up and  mind concentrates.. door opens and a new world awaits. no light no sound still i am there, for something to come up or happen this hope makes me to wait. no fancy hills, or aroma of exquisite flowers neither bizarre colorful shades nor wind blows  mind revolts with every thought, but i seek refuge  from this very revolutionary thought.. nirvana is the destination spot, but the bonds are the testing rigs. something is coming.. time to gear up..!

विचारों की धारा बह रही थी और नेत्रों के समक्ष  धुंध  छाई हुई थी, किस ओर जाऊं यही द्वन्द चल रहा था| अपनी सीमाओं के पार चले जाने की वह चिंगारी ज्वाला होने को लालायित थी| चेतना भौतिक धरा से उठ परालौकिक उड़ान भरने को बारम्बार प्रयासरत थी, भविष्य और भूत के दृश्य प्रत्यक्ष हो रहे थे, क्या सत्य है और क्या भ्रम इसके बीच घमासान युद्ध चल रहा था| सहसा एक प्रश्न उठा की 'मैं' कौन हूँ?  और यह सब कौन देख रहा है ? कहा देख रहा है? इन प्रश्नों ने तो जैसे युद्ध के भीतर एक युद्ध और छेड़ दिया हो|  पीड़ा से मस्तिष्क का एक-एक अणु विचलित था, परन्तु फिर भी एक आनंद की अनुभूति हो रही थी | अचानक इन सब के बीच किसी ने मुझे खींचा और एक ओर लाके पटक दिया, और सब कुछ शांत हो गया| पुनः इस लोक का प्रकाश देख मैं स्तब्ध रह गया| शायद मेरा चिंतन भंग हो गया, यात्रा पुनः आरम्भ करने की प्रेरणा मिली परन्तु समय धोखा दे गया !