Advaita

The beauty of writing lies not in the pen or the paper which a writer uses so fondly to express himself. It lies in the manner of expressions with which they are written off. A writer sees many images in his mind, numerous images that are so colorful and diverse that it becomes difficult for him to decide which image to pick and carry forth. The images are always encoded with complex and varying emotions; be it sorrow, happiness or anger. So is the nature of human heart, emotionally we are so complex that we have resorted to explain our emotions in the language of hormones and other biological jargons! But an artist or a writer is a scientist on a different level. Not only he has to understand the emotional dimension he is travelling in, but to go deeper into the chamber of secrets of that dimension and come out shouting eureka through his creation. These images form the structure of his imagination and power of visualization, he has to be smart enough to choose the right image base...

The word art sounds so intriguing and mysterious that contemplation about it makes me fall into trance. It creates a very beautifull imagery of some far away landscape where there is no duality of happiness and sadness. Life's real colors begin to paint themselves when they are born out of the ashes of duality. I find this word as a mantra in itself. It is like the tool of mother nature with which she crafted all her creation and its beauty. No adjective can define 'art' for art is the very essence of anything that can be adjectified. Art is not just about how real life thing you can draw or how well you use colors; Art is an expression of who you are. Art can be anything from colors & sketches to expressing yourself in words, through gracefull movements of your body or the music you let flow through your voice. Even the very act of engrossing yourself into thinking is artistic.  Art is an outburst of your emotions from; when you're flying high into the heavens t...

Sometimes it is not the people or the place neither it is you or that pretty face, Sometimes it is not the song or the music it is neither the colors nor the smiles no reason or intention and yet  you become docile.. Sometimes it is not the air or the light still you find yourself in a strange fight, You want to see through things but in every way find yourself tight.. Sometimes it is not the water or the tides neither it is the road nor its dubious ways You want to remain in solitaire and yet amongst the noise your mind stays.. Sometimes it is not the clouds or thunder it is neither the stars nor their flickering You just want to break away and search your silver lining..

Now that we understand that life is more than just raising families and be content with all luxuries and die with loved ones around; we need to find out as what shall I expect to uncover as I delve deeper into myself in search of true meaning of life? The answer to this question can’t be given because life is an unlimited soup of infinite possibilities! The more you search; the deeper you go and diverse become your findings. A wise man once said there is no limit to knowledge, the moment you think that I have arrived the final frontiers, the gods will lay another road in front of you to travel.  We are essentially the travellers; we travel from one dimension of life to another seeking the truth. OH Yes! Being Homo sapiens is privilege of one such dimension. The concept of dimensions is very tricky although quantum physics is still in its infancy to reveal the true nature of dimensionality but I believe that dimensions are not out there! They co-exist with us.   ...

Every one of us has their own definition of life, a philosophy that they live with their whole ‘life’. And yet something seems to be missing! Maybe your ideology helped you fulfill your dreams and maybe not but still you feel incomplete inside. There’s nothing that could make you feel better but then why is it that you are carrying some burden inside? It is because you know that there is something else and more to ‘life’ than what you think presently! According to my theory, Life can be analyzed as a ‘time frame’ that we are given to realize the real truth. We all have specific number of breaths that constitute our lives, breath gives us oxygen which gives us our life force to sustain our body and thus utilize this body as a vehicle to traverse the road to knowledge. When the esoteric call life as a cycle, what they really mean is that unless you are able to know all that is to be known about in this ‘life’   or ‘time frame’; you’re going to reappear! Analogy is of a...

Today I was pondering over this long debated question of all times, a question which carries a philosophical aura with it, a question which is a statement that interrogates the very existence of life itself! I was meditating over the existence of life as in what exactly life, as we know it, is? Sooner or later, each and every one of us will be drawn to this question at least once in their lifetime. No matter how much successful you’ve been, sleeping inside the nucleus of the purest of all gold; you are going to think what am I doing on this planet, the space, the galaxy or the universe? Who am i? What’s with this life and where do I go when I die? A little thinking will lead you into the domain of the spirituality where lies all answers waiting to not to be read but be ‘experienced first-hand’. It’s just a matter of one affirmation that if we are ready to accept what it is going to bestow upon us! Almost all the spiritual cults within or of all the religions have stated...

मद में खो जाने को मचलने लगा है मन परन्तु उसके प्रेम के आगे संसार का प्रेम भी पड़ जाता है सुन्न .. चला ही था मैं मधुशाला की ओर की कदम लड़खड़ाने लगे अजीब सी शान्ति लिए मन ,हो रहे थे मेरे होश ठगे ठगे .. चाहता था एक पल को दृड़ हो चल पडूं लक्ष्य की ओर परन्तु चेहरा चंद्रमुख सा आये सामने तेरा और फिर ह्रदय करने लगे शोर.. ये हो रहा था बेचैन और बेचारा महसूस कर रहा था एक प्यारा  बंध.. तेरे उन नशीले नेत्रों ने चला जो रखे  थे अपने मधुर प्रेम मन्त्र ! बेचैनी में भी एक अलग शांति मानो हूँ खड़ा प्रेम के सागर तट पर ज्वार और भाटे उठे जैसे वाणी का उद्गार हो तेरे मुख पर उस प्रेम सागर के जल के छींटे भिगो रहे थे मुझे प्रयास हो मानो अपने में समा लेने का ! इस सागर में डूबने को तो हर प्राणी है तत्पर, भला मैं कैसे पीछे रहता.. जाम अभी गले से उतर ही रहा था की नशा चरम पे आने लगा और मैं तूफ़ान की लहरों की तरह लहरा रहे तेरे इन केशों में डूबता चला गया डूबता चला गया ..

Its been long that i heard from you, its been long that we had a word or two.. no matter if its days or weeks or even years, your honeyed voice still lingers around my ears.. I have seen you in my dreams, wide open and with closed eyes, they call me a loony but i know my heart doesn't lie.. Sometimes i wonder if this maybe an imagination, lovers like me might call it a splendid visualization.. but O' sweetheart worry not, i won't stop 'cause i fear no criticism! Its hard to answer, when they ask if you exist.. i have no answer that can stop this mock, 'cause you're too pure & pious to be revealed to them sicks. I am waiting for you hold my hand, and we walk into the mysterious woods, in an unknown land, as mysterious as our love they say, We don't care of the world 'cause our love sure has its way!

राह का बिना लगाये पता चलना चाहता हूँ मैं , जग का कोई भय हूँ नहीं मैं जानता .. भय तो कभी शायद बचपन में सिखाया गया था पर मैं ठहरा जिद्दी सीख कभी ना पाया | लोग खोजते रहते है राहें राह उन्हें है खोज रही ना जाने क्यों न वे समझते .. फिर खोजें एक साथी जो दे हर पथ साथ उनका, इस धोखे में वह जीवन का मूल ही खो बैठते .. साथी की उपेक्षा हूँ नहीं मैं कर रहा.. साथी हो वो जिसे तुम्हे ना पड़े खोजना | मिल जाएँगे ऐसे अनेक जो चल रहे राह तुम्हारी, परन्तु प्रेम बांधेगा दो उन्ही को जिन्हें जग कह सके  'भई ! ये तो हैं अनूठे ..' तो होते क्यों हो परेशां इस खोज के मायाजाल से.. धरो ह्रदय में विश्वास और चल पड़ो उसी को अपना हमसफ़र बनाके !!

The flames of fire like your love arise from the unknown, the energy you carry i can relate it with the feelings my own, this element and your soul is so pure burns everything in me inside & out, starting and ending a life carrying all the mysteries in it for sure.. Life starts with the fiery flames of lust while it ends with the grim blaze of woe, the cycle of life as they call it. Watching the rings of  fire i can see your beautiful face.. i fell in love with you the more i gaze Looking into your eyes is like falling into the profundity, there's no ground below 'cause am falling into your heart's infinite serenity. I have no fear of hurting myself with the fiery touch of yours mind you.. i am of the same fire that you carry in your core. The bond that is developing requires no material definition.. for fire is what does all ablutions, I care not who carries you in this life the fiery love of mine.. for our hearts inseparable are carrying the...