I was always perplexed by the variety with which the god has created all the world around us. In terms of places, faces, living beings and all other temporal stuff that surrounds us. I believe that there was a purpose to serve, for what this variation was drawn. We in our whole life are quite excited in visiting new places (at least most of us), meeting new people. In the process we always have a point of view for almost every change whether it is a beach or a mountain ridge or a waterfall or even a desert. Not surprisingly this behaviour is associated with our every sensory capability, and we have difference in sensory preferences too and this is really height of variation. The World around us have billions of species of animals and insects, plants and trees. Unfathomable variety of rocks ,clay ,weather, streams, lakes, rivers. Sea and Oceans are in themselves abode for far greater variety that we see, smell, taste , hear or feel. This all out of 110 elements that too are fundamentally nothing different. A group of electrons rotating around a nucleus..Or we can further go to quarks and leptons (or its associated anti matter)..and that is what E=MC^2 converts.....Energy!
I wonder how much expressive this energy is, the uncountable and unfathomable forms that it creates either in condensed or in original form and no one knows how many revelation it has in its stock. Anyways what it tells me is that, the differences are superficial..creativity of super conjurer and utterly meaningless. This understanding forces me to see the things from different perspective. I can relate myself with everyone and every thing..I can see my self celebrating and suffering in all perceivable vivid forms and that to simultaneously. Standing for centuries in form of stone shredding myself particle by particle, watching the changing world of my own reflection. I found this phenomenon as only description of why even after so much action going on,the universe as a whole is serene...The sum total of all action and reaction not necessarily of an individual, but for the whole universe remains zero. Now I can directly map myself with something huge beyond my perceptional limits, like universe, and I can declare that..I am like everyone and everyone is like me.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Biggie and Smally
When I was a child,
I lived near a wild,
and there was a pond,
Of which I was so fond.
One day playing with bow,
I went where, the pond was low.
That day like two wishes,
I got two lovely fishes .
It was hard nut to crack,
but I was not a sleepy-jack,
I catched them in a jar,
and capped it with a bar.
Out of two one was big and one was small,
they always have had something to brawl,
both of them loved other,to limit non-described,
with them I was happy and fully mesmerized.
and this way weeks got passed behind weeks,
and our intimacy had got touched, since new peeks'
but every pastoral is bound to become an elegy,
every clear picture is as bound to be hazy.
the apples of my eyes were cheerful and were playing,
come with us in jar,it seemed were they saying,
I said wait o! dear ones , I will be back in moment,
for rest of my life that moment become a torment.
Biggie was the big , Smally was the small,
in filtered rays of sun they started then there brawl,
Biggie took a good high leap,
to show Smally her dive deep.
the jar was open she went little high,
she was more than happy she touched the sky,
Smally was happy seeing her at high,
thinking some day also she will get to fly.
But alas! alas! alas!, Biggie could not make a perfect dive,
she struck with the edge and fell to wrong side!
Smally was cursed to see, suffering of such an intimate,
she gazed her till, until her motions got abate.
she swam around and round and round,
to have a glimpse of motion or sound,
As soon as I entered in my room,
I found Biggie on floor, like choked with fume.
Her fins were hurt but the body was warm,
I leaped swiftly and put her in the jar,
Biggie then took some deep deep breaths,
Smally was so frightened she moved to no lengths.
Biggie moved a little and touched Smally gently,
me and Smally felt assured and were composed mentally,
but to what reason hard to fathom,
Biggie swirled and fall to bottom.
Smally thought it as one of her tricks,
she dived to the bottom and she was quick,
but this time Biggie nor approved nor denied,
the capacity of Smally with which she had dived.
Smally touched her fins as request her to play,
and touched to her mouth, hoping something she will say,
something with in me was ice-cold and dead,
I wept that whole night and kept down my head.
In morning I found both of them there lying,
something tickled my mind, I felt my throat drying,
Smally was also dead, and lying touching her friend's forehead,
what a great grief!, what a great love!, not a single word could I said.
One of my greatest, pleasure and treasures, are now no more,
and I am today alive for immense pain to bore,
the innocence and love , simplicity of their,
from that day to this date ,I found it such a rare.
I lived near a wild,
and there was a pond,
Of which I was so fond.
One day playing with bow,
I went where, the pond was low.
That day like two wishes,
I got two lovely fishes .
It was hard nut to crack,
but I was not a sleepy-jack,
I catched them in a jar,
and capped it with a bar.
Out of two one was big and one was small,
they always have had something to brawl,
both of them loved other,to limit non-described,
with them I was happy and fully mesmerized.
and this way weeks got passed behind weeks,
and our intimacy had got touched, since new peeks'
but every pastoral is bound to become an elegy,
every clear picture is as bound to be hazy.
the apples of my eyes were cheerful and were playing,
come with us in jar,it seemed were they saying,
I said wait o! dear ones , I will be back in moment,
for rest of my life that moment become a torment.
Biggie was the big , Smally was the small,
in filtered rays of sun they started then there brawl,
Biggie took a good high leap,
to show Smally her dive deep.
the jar was open she went little high,
she was more than happy she touched the sky,
Smally was happy seeing her at high,
thinking some day also she will get to fly.
But alas! alas! alas!, Biggie could not make a perfect dive,
she struck with the edge and fell to wrong side!
Smally was cursed to see, suffering of such an intimate,
she gazed her till, until her motions got abate.
she swam around and round and round,
to have a glimpse of motion or sound,
As soon as I entered in my room,
I found Biggie on floor, like choked with fume.
Her fins were hurt but the body was warm,
I leaped swiftly and put her in the jar,
Biggie then took some deep deep breaths,
Smally was so frightened she moved to no lengths.
Biggie moved a little and touched Smally gently,
me and Smally felt assured and were composed mentally,
but to what reason hard to fathom,
Biggie swirled and fall to bottom.
Smally thought it as one of her tricks,
she dived to the bottom and she was quick,
but this time Biggie nor approved nor denied,
the capacity of Smally with which she had dived.
Smally touched her fins as request her to play,
and touched to her mouth, hoping something she will say,
something with in me was ice-cold and dead,
I wept that whole night and kept down my head.
In morning I found both of them there lying,
something tickled my mind, I felt my throat drying,
Smally was also dead, and lying touching her friend's forehead,
what a great grief!, what a great love!, not a single word could I said.
One of my greatest, pleasure and treasures, are now no more,
and I am today alive for immense pain to bore,
the innocence and love , simplicity of their,
from that day to this date ,I found it such a rare.
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