Life's Mysteries

Absentia As the name suggests, I am referring to moments in your life when you do some activity with the presence of your mind in something else. In that moment you are stuck in, there's no place else you'd rather be but in that memory or thought that makes you forget what you were doing in the first place. It is like a memory of the past, or your vision of future. You aren't ready to decide how to settle that thought and get back to your task. That invariably is like a conscience that won't allow you to get forward without answering it. And in those moments, do you wish that you would have changes something in the past, changed the moments you regret and which you realize only then. It is definitely the strike of conscience. You feel you wouldn't have been so proud of a being and be that human that would just listen to your heart and do it.. Which could have changed the moments to come or the moments you have lived. You can ignore it but then it gets stronger and c...

WONDER S omething to gaze upon, Fill your mind with Wonder, Something to get lost into, Till you can't think of another. R ealized I have no control, In the place of wonder, Senses take over me, My heartbeat is a skip, and into her eyes, I am lost. F or when you are lost, the time is so soft, And then a lofty quest, Comes out of its rest, Inside the spell, cast it is, a challenge to be found, Inside in the nest, Success is this the time for your calling, want to just be lost in wonder when I, Break free from one, Wonder is the choice, quick as a prey fish, For choice could be lost, focus and pick one, and rise from the ashes. S o pretty the view, from where I am, I got lifted by her majesty's loving glance. Y es, I chose wonder over luck any other day, for what is success without a sense of wonder, Yes, I am, I am high, Rising out of darkness, she brings me to light, Bright face in front of me, I couldn't resist, For what charm i needed, when she's is a keep. M arriage ...

Losing My Grip I’m losing my grip, The grip on my mind, The grip on my soul, And the grip on my life. Words loosening up, Sentences that don’t make sense, Used to make sense. Carryover into the “new” life. I am defending something, Something precious that I feel is going away Or have I already lost, Nothing seems the old way And I am alone here staring, At the chilly winter snow storm Don’t know how long how I can go more, Don’t know what it would take, To reach the shore. The beach and the accompanying city. The city which is known to me. It’s in the past, Will it be better in the future, Will I reach the shore, the city. Where my heart wants to live forever. I’m losing my grip, The grip on my mind. I’m losing my grip, The grip on my life. Alone I sit like a backbencher In my mind. Alone in the class, Waiting for someone or something. So won’t you join me in my class? I’m all alone and sobe...

Depression Everybody faces Depression at least once in their lives,.. But it doesn't have to be an illness,.. It is difficult but you can overcome it achieve an oversimplified and hazy world of possibilities,calm and new choices. Depression is natural and it is nature's way of telling us to ponder and overcome our weaknesses.., Think about it, the nature has lot of sceneries which are melancholy and seemingly quiet plus they can also look gloomy. But just as the sceneries are beautiful in the first place and may look gloomy or dull but just breathe it in and walk right into it and they seem to be asking us to indulge in a private moment with nature; in its beautiful and splendorous arrangement of sights and places that make us ponder and think about things. When a person refuses to go outside with family for dinner or roaming about when infact it is hard for that person to come about and act happily and we all quickly assume that it is always due to eithe...

The Debt that all humans pay.. (From past writings..) First of all, a very Happy Diwali to all!!!! Where do I begin, I feel a lot of burden in telling this story.  Just yesterday on the flight to my hometown I was trying to grasp the pace with which Ramchandra Guha has written 'India after Gandhi'. I kept on reading continuously for almost the entire flight.  I was on the chapters about emergency, the resurgence of Indira Gandhi and her, you know what, let me talk about the emergency first. India put under the scanner.. civil liberties suspended.. opposition filled in the jails and guest houses.. media independence taken out. On the other side no more strikes.. business flows smoothly.. lot of good developmental work done.. ethos of discipline and hard work expanded into the minds of ordinary Indian.  The moments that led to emergency were that of opposition from the JP movement which included violence and chaos. As Indira Gandhi put it there...

The Answer Lies Within From the Past..Written originally on 2nd November 2013 I was sitting in the Bengaluru International Airport at the boarding gate patiently waiting for my flight to go home for Diwali. Well, not exactly patiently, I have this habit of observing people and sounds through their expressions and actions and notice the flow of the sound with my own deductions. And I'll say, my deduction level is pretty basic. But hey, I'm improving. I was listening just to the sounds and the humdrum of the passengers and trying to make a story out of their actions. When suddenly, I was overwhelmed with a strong sense of amazement within. The reflection of the sounds produced in my own mind was most enjoyable and was like a childhood memory.I didn't wanted to speak of it or analyze it but just be in it. As I sat there, it was as if I had been commanded, you are a part of it too! Don't try to look inside from the outside, move along, along with them(people)....