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Understanding Life - Part 1

LIFE IS UNCERTAIN.

Karma - Kharma - Kilbisa

Cause (act) - Effect - Guilt

If I tell you that you will die in your sleep, will you dare to sleep? The world which is highly technologically driven today, can it stop; when nature turns on its Ugra Roopam (extreme anger form)? Let's not go to extremes in the very beginning. Let's start small. So, can we even control ourselves by not committing a mistake (willingly or unwillingly)? And, who measures the effectiveness of the Karma (act)? I'm not Devatha (God) to decide the fate; but the fear of mrtyu (death) is as such.

People you meet; The time you meet; The perception you form; The path you choose; The journey you travel; The situations that you would be put into; The experience you take out of it; The happiness / guilt you carry there after; Can you be certain of at least one of this to be known to you beforehand? NO isn't it? That's why.. It's UNCERTAIN.

Let's go a step behind. Do we even know that we were destined to be reborn again? How can we be so sure that this is our rebirth? How can we possibly say that we are not accidental? Are we really destined to take birth; leaving behind other million competitors? Are we truly that fortunate? And if yes, is it just because, Devatha wants to punish us for what we have done in our previous birth? If moksha is just about acceptance and bearing the pain, why is hell built for? Does that mean, rebirth is more painful than hell? Only the dead soul attains moksha.

We all go through different phases in life. And we all have past. Do we even know what triggers us in the next minute and what if, that would be life changing moment of our life? The one's who says that there's only logic in this cosmos, they all have already fallen for the magic! And those who believes in logic, but not rebirth, the question to them would be, "What are they living for?" - Themselves? - What for? Whom for? Only the dead doesn't speak about past.

Everyone of us have plans. And if the soul of every plan is to attain the happiness, why aren't we actually happy with the result of the plan that we made? What stopped the plan? Who and why did they stop the plan? If it involves other entity, why did we even allow other entity to alter the plan? Why at all invite other entity? Is it planned? No? Then who made it happen? Does that mean, the plan is already known to someone? Only the dead doesn't create a plan.

Time. When we say time's up - do we even think about our time getting closer? Whose time are we really deciding? Actually, is it us who is deciding time? What's our time by the way? What reference are we really attaching for every second passed? Do you think, time will remember what we have done or care in those moments? Why is that we try to get hold of time? Or, can we really get hold of time? If YES, why do we die? Why can't we be immortal? Only the dead doesn't speak about time.

Emotions. Crazy and beauty this is. It makes us like what we don't like; It makes us break what we don't like or the other don't like (no questions asked). Actually, do we even ask that something that we are breaking is willing to be broken? Doesn't that have an emotion? Why is that, it has to become destroyable object because of our emotion? Are we, the deciders of their life span? If so, don't you think, there'll be someone who can decide our life span?

Conclusion? There's no conclusion. When life itself is uncertain, what conclusion are we really looking for?




Loophole


(.... Let the music roll! ....)


Dreamers we are;
Dreamers we be!!

Friends we are;
Strangers we be!!

Matured we are;
Stubborn we be!!

Thinkers we are;
Fools we be!!

Near we are;
Distance we be!!

Inclusion we are;
Exclusion we be!!

Destined we are;
Parallel we be!!

Free we are;
Caged we be!!

Creators we are;
Exploiters we be!!

And..
Dreamers we are;
Dreamers we be!!




You know, everyone starts to live their dream; And in the process of living the dream, life itself becomes a dream to live. Friends, maturity, freedom, destiny.. we can go on counting; but are we living? Honestly, I never found someone who answered me this. Neither I could answer myself because I myself have been in the second line from above. The day we come out of the loop, maybe we can start living.

Page Turn Over

Turning the page doesn’t hurt;
But,
The frozen moment of the page.. in memory does..!!
The characters of the page does..!!
A mind wrapped around the character does..!!
The span of life the page has taken away does..!!
Being on the same page does..!!


Turning the page doesn’t hurt;
If you cherish the frozen moments of the page..!!
If you let the character roll..!!
If you let go thoughts from mind..!!
If you can understand the importance of time..!!
And,
Above all,
Letting yourself to turn the page and meet new character;
Who can freeze a moment of yours, creating memories..!!




Enemy

I heard, "You are going to be judged".
Fear engulfed on my face
Just as the sun does on solar eclipse
By
Killing the light
And
Sparking a black desire from the burned out wood.


I asked, "Who's the judge?"
With a sculptured culprit mind,
With an intention to mold and map the face
Just as, the sun sets calling the moon on
With the light nobody can see
And
Watch the shadow.


I asked, "Where does my opponent live?"
With a masked evil mind to kill the voice that arose
Washing the hands with black blood
That will leave the scars until its dusted.


In the end,
I asked, "Who's my opponent?"
He replied, "He doesn't exist. He is just your inner truth."