Wednesday, September 25, 2013

When you promised to always sing my favorite song.

So passionate about words,
Mine flew along with the birds.
Reached you as the first morning chirp,
And stayed till your last breakfast burp.

Trained my letters to dance to your tune,
Asked the butterflies to let me watch you bloom.
From under the shade of the orange tree,
I sent happy thoughts for you with the bee.

You promised to always sing my favorite song,
You thought it right, but you said it wrong.
But every song, that for me you have sung,
Baby, you were my Rockstar, my number one!

I closed my hazel eyes, under the vanilla sky,
Lost for words to describe the exotic cry.
My euphoria did not last long,
For when I opened my eyes, you were gone!


I set off to find you across the violet fields,
My words tagged along planting seeds.
With the realization that you were lost,
My hands on my face, my eyes moist.

Every seed gave birth to a new note,
My words hummed them for me in the old boat.
But I sailed away for this was not your tune,
No music was your music, at least not so soon.


Monday, September 23, 2013

Vision of the inside, seeks just one - One Truth!

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Ambiguity in every step,
I walk along with my confused pet.

Truth is simple perfection,
Then why the frustrating complication?

Every tree of thought grew,
Rooted; but roots are branched too!

Sitting on one branch,
I wonder about the other ranch.

Eye to the world seeks colors in a ton,
Vision of the inside, seeks just one.

My perceived shades, what color really are you?
Will my outer eye ever unite with the inner truth?


Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Returning to the roots with Bhagavad Geeta (1.1)

It has been my wish to study the Bhagavad Geeta for a long time. Procrastinated enough. And i have finally made up my mind to pursue studying it seriously. And hence begins my column dedicated to this study on my blog. 


Hoping and wishing for the maximum understanding of this ocean of wisdom and knowledge. Even a few drops of this mighty ocean will surely cleanse my ignorant spirit. With a lot of excitement, i hereby begin this journey back to the roots, praying to the great divine consciousness to guide me through.

I came across this amazing site, where i am studying from - http://www.bhagavad-gita.org



Bhagwad Geeta (1.1)


Bhagavad Geeta is the compilation of the whole narration of what Lord Krishna instructs Arjuna in the battlefield in Mahabharata, as heard and seen by Sanjaya through the gift of clairvoyance he gets, as he informs Dhritarashtra, the blind king about the happenings on the battle field. This conversation between Dhritarashtra and Sanjaya was described to Arjuna's great grandson - Emperor Janamejaya by Vaisampayana Muni and the Bhagavad Geeta we study today is in this form.

In this very first verse, Dhritarashtra asks Sanjaya to tell him what is happening between his sons and the Pandavas who have gathered in Kurukshetra, the holy land of righteousness. By the way King Dhritarashtra addresses his sons as 'mamakah' (implying My Own Sons) and Pandu's sons as Pandavas, it shows that he does not treat the Five as his own. The elephant in the room however, is how the location of the battle field will influence the two sides. Would it's quality of righteousness compel the righteous Pandavas to give up the kingdom and go back to the forest or would it make the Kauravas realize their fraudulent behaviors and make peace with the Pandavas avoiding the bloodshed for a wrong cause.

My understanding here is that there is both good and bad in a person. And there is always a fight amongst the two. It's somehow easier to support the bad in us, knowing the good side is where one should be. But all the other wordly entities brainwash us otherwise. Circumstances is the battle field. How the entities around us influence us also matters.

Call me right, call me wrong,
But i hope you always sing a happy song.
No don't address me outside,
For i am deep within, come confide!