Ballast

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On every page of life comes some or the other dissatisfaction, the hindrance that demassifies a person to the extent, the person loses all hope for seeking out ecstasy. The trouble, the glut of desolation just gulps down, just to spit you out.

Willing to kill you

It wills to tear you apart

Wanting to hunt you

It wants to fear you somehow

Give it your openness

Give it your ownself

It will desolate you

Split you from your own self

Turning sweet to sour
No vibes your powerhouse will feel

Your lights turned off

No sight of sweetness you will see

The land beneath you

Tend to swallow you bold

You feel the rains of ashes

The fire too will be cold

Hold your hands

Put up your collar

Be the survivor

Be the damn, tough survivor

Your own protection you are

Your heads held up

Spit the poison out

All your weapons dropped

You have your own back

Don’t you lose your shine

Count the million reasons of euphoria

Dominate those hundreds to die

Life hands you lemon

Make it an orange juice

Make even God wonder "HOW?"

While with eminence you fuse!

The Illuminati

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“He who holds the spark can illuminate the soul of others”

I have till date followed this quote and tried to gain knowledge but fail every time, unlike Boyes who holds the magic of making anyone smile, like making a dead flower bloom again.

My fellow holds the charm and an eye-catching personality with his dark eyes, light glowing off from his face and the body too muscular, anyone can easily hide behind! “Damn you Boyes! You have again put a blot on my wooden table and you know it, it takes 15 expensive minutes of my life to clean that scar off my desk.” His never-ending habit of pouring ink on my desk every morning ruins my mood and I have to clean that not-easy-to-fade-away big spot on my well furnished wooden desk. Cool it, Charles! Cool it! My subconscious mind consoles me as I then get back to my routine. The moment is in continuous loop with an interval of hours.

I am practicing an art of being enlightened, on the boulevard of changing the perception towards life for which, I travel 30 weary km towards the suburbs. Boyes is off for his work; he doesn’t find my “temporary philosophy” worth gaining, rather considers it a waste of time. I am still in the web of question wondering why does he metaphor it as temporary philosophy! God knows!

Calmness for an hour and BAM! I am back to my boring running round the office-to-home and home-to-office bush. Just 1 hour in my 24 hours in the time I get peace in. Well, its going boring, but atleast still.

I am back to my pavilion, I can feel my bones, each seeming to weigh about 3 kg for now. I am too weary and going to have a hot-water bath and forget the world. Ah! Who says heaven cannot be visited being alive! I jump out of my shoes and there, Boyes is standing right in front of me. He is a kind of enigma to me as he never seems too tired but fresh. Is he on drugs? My medulla oblongata never seems to shut up and get rid off negative comments.

I presently need a shower very badly to dust off all my weariness and make myself feel light.

“I want you here Charles” I have hardly stepped out of bathroom, my body still half-wet and I hear Boyes commanding me.

“I hope we have no work to do Boyes otherwise you will have to see me faint on the ground!” I fear.

“You go to the temporary philosophical class, still you have so much to complain about. I cannot understand you at all. ” Urgh! Again naming my practice as something to be ‘temporary’ but I really am out of fuel to argue with him. I shrug my shoulders and greet him my absence.

We have had dinner and he is busy with his laptop, working on some designing software while I am enjoying my hot chocolate, listening to jazz. So soothing and relaxing! I am today in bed early as my body needs to be charged. I lay down in bed and think of what Boyes said. My ‘enlightened mind’ really is enlightened? My brain shuts off and so do my eyes and I am in the world of virtuality, letting go of the thought.

Morning with a sun-kissed skin on me, today I is going to be a good day and I am quite awaken and quite on ready-to-go mode. As I am about to leave, I can see Boyes still brushing up his brains on his software but he has no sign of sickness from that boring stuff. I have no time for this and I am off for my work. Again the same story as I repeat the same day for months and I am calling it a LIFE. Poor you, Charles! Even my oblongata feels pity on me.

Finally, home is where the heart is! But I can see the heart of Boyes roaming everywhere. I want to know the mystery.

“Boyes, I want to know something.” There is a vivid curiosity in my voice. Boyes frowns towards me in surprise, “Are you alright, Charles? You look in some kind of dilemma.”

“Why do you tag my practice as temporary? What makes you think so?”

“Oh! So you have finally got your eyes open, ha? You know I am always busy still I wear the charisma.” I nod my head as a refusal.

“Look Charles! Your so-called practice is just for an hour. But what then? It yields no fruit for yourself and you are to be accused for it. It doesn’t matter if you go for the practice or not but if you do not will to open your eyes by yourself; no great human being can help you. The key to the lock of your mind is in your hands itself and I assure you, no person, no matter how wise, how strong cannot steal that key from you.” I can smell wisdom in the words of Boyes as he continues.

“You always complain about your job and are never happy with what you have. There are many people out there striving for job, grinding their feet everyday on kilometers in search of job. This was taken for instance. But there are possibly many times I notice you cursing.” Boyes has a record to irrefutable nature of mine. Holy cow! I have been so dark! He adds up,

“There is a beauty in everything, Charles! All you need is a vision. Not everyone who has a sight has a vision.” The words of Boyes caught my soul just as easy as a fire spreading in a forest.

“Even a person who is dying has a beautiful message that now, he won’t have to suffer any pain. A person who just broke up and is crying leaves us a message that he has no one now to lose and he is so much independent. A person who just broke his leg can rest in bed for days. You call it a curse? I call it a blessing.”

That true those minutes can never be washed away from me that Boyes put in me.

“You truly are illuminati, Boyes” I get up and hug him tightly.

He whispers in my ears, “I am no alien, my man. I am no different. Everyone is illuminati, you have just to break up the darkness of the dark sight of yours and generate a canopy of bright vision.”

A lesson I learned. A morality I earned. I am feeling so light, so good like never before and what I will percept now in my life will be my real practice.

Darkness Domination

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The vision we have in our lives contributes a lot to the quality of it. It is up to you whether you want to wander in the shades of the tunnel or want to approach for the ray outside. It is an undeniable matter of reality that no matter who, everyone has passed through that bitter pit of sadness where one feels no less than being worthless. Believe me or not but one grain of sadness is much enough to grow an entire field of darkness. Crushing that grain in that person and then exhilarating him is not a path of roses, not at all a path of roses!

One such grain was developed by Martin, when he was studying with me at the school of literature. Reiterating his grieves had become a, everyday tale in his running days. Thrown aback in his life, he had lost his wheels to carry on the wagon of his life. I noticed him falling deeper and deeper, mulling over and over on his grief. I always lent him my shoulder to cry on but all he wished was to be left alone; the biggest mistake one does when he/she is in the bad times. I firmed myself and decided to get that grief out of him by hook or by crook.

Hotshot, 6 feet tower fellow, whose muscles spoke it all about his fitness, Martin was my colleague and my partner-in-prime. The brains he developed were smart enough to conquer the failure which he might hardly have tasted. I was always left spellbound and astonished by his wits; salute to such a master who had almost unlocked all his senses!

Flying above the sky at the speed of light but had his toes down touched to the sand. No one was ever taken as a competitor by him. Maybe that was one the features that made him stand apart from others. I have always felt vibes of positivity and goodness from his region around. He had a hunger, a hunger that could not be cooled, a hunger that was increasing day by day, a hunger of learning something newer and newer. Hardly would you have ever seen a guy who is willing to learn every damn possible thing and working hard for that stuff. I have never seen his body still, at one particular place, taking a breath of sigh. The guy was never tired.

His image, so created, no one ever thought that he would interosculate with vulnerability. Just as lady luck strikes at least once in a person’s life, no different than that, so do the events of misfortune. The climax lies in how we welcome them.

Martin was struck too, by misfortune when one day, his assignments were copied by some ‘EVIL’ in class. I can bet that he would have thought of more than 100 ways to murder that more-than-a-devil fellow, it is inevitable after all it was his talent that was to be credited but the reality was quite unlike.

I knew how it feels like to be completely worthless. I went to him, standing besides him quietly; sometimes a person must just be given a helping hand ears to listen rather than a jar of sweet advices! I did the same and he let out all his poison of aggression in front of me, I standing calm and listening to him, the best thing that could be done. He continued for few minutes and halted. The halt was a remark of his weariness from his anger. I calmly told him to sit down and take a deep breath. What I would say and what I was going to make him understand was completely expected by him and he gave me a peaceful smile.

His idea was copied, not his talent. What he lost was a copy; the original still belonged to him. Secondly, mulling over the person who betrayed him would yield nothing but vanity.

We are often mislead in our lives thinking more about others rather than focusing on our own selves. The time spent is gone forever and nothing is going to change it. Think about it over and over again, dig your pit deeper and waste your so precious time OR rather utilize that time in your constructive ideas, constructing a better future by the foundation of the lesson learnt from the past, the choice lies in your hands! The way we see something inculcates the reflection of that thing on ourselves. If we see someone as an enemy everyday, we get nothing but hatred against him and we develop poison in our own selves. But if he is taken as a lesson to learn from, we can improve our selves.

Do not let some one, who did wrong to you, control you. You are the creator of your own destiny, no one else. If someone doesn’t see your worth doesn’t mean you are worthless. It needs the right eyes to differentiate between stones and diamonds. You are what you think you are. Do not let anyone, who did so little for you, mean so much to you. Make yourself so powerful and dignified that they must not deserve even your hatred. Instead of thinking over them and waste our so precious time, why not we develop our selves and make our own selves happy!

It is quite well quoted that

“Let God deal with the people who hate you. Hatred in your heart will consume you too!” have your standard and maintain it, let us not be dragged by ill-moralized people around us.

Don’t even regret over the things you lose. What goes around does come around. You have talent; you have the power, invest in yourself and get drenched in the profit. Investment in you is the best investment. Your talent speaks a lot more than a work copied from your talent. Work can be copied but not talent. Ultimately, the lamp lies in yourself that can help you dominate all the negativities around and inside you!

Apple of My Eye

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You are something in the world

But you are the world to someone

A lady of a gentleman

An apple of the eye to someone

Everyone have a view

Not everyone have a vision

Elegance in your soul so bright

Beating the loudest, my heart just succumbs

Why do they call you my “CRUSH”

When only you can build me up!

You make my heart go dim

Yet you make it gallop

Not a tear in your eyes, I’ll let

Not a fear in your heart would reside

All yours worries are now mine

Let me face them, I’ll let you be beside

I won’t be the one you’ve dreamt of

I will be much better than that

Never leave a slot for accusation

Neither will I nor let you ever bate

On my knees, I am here before you

Wanna be my lady, my love, my sunshine?

Our tie-up will be a nonesuch, I commit

Will you be my VALENTINE?

The Apprehension

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[Before starting this anecdote, I would like to acknowledge a very good friend of mine, my prime partner, Ram Pandya who encouraged me to write on the raging topic of today!]

On normal circumstances, assume your consciousness to be

 suspended for few hours and suddenly an ‘idiot’ proceeds along with the intention to disintegrate your peace in the nap with his stupid tease. You will be raged, furiated, probably kill that fellow, won’t you?

I have hit the place on the dart where I wanted to. Our fellow beings, living in cages, who are dumb, whose screams are left unheard, whose feelings are considered numb face these irritating deeds everyday, in fact every moment.

Animals are the prosperity of every nation. The backbone of a nation’s prestige. Some people out there, act so much juvenile, they tend to tease the animals, the birds in the cage in spite of a clear sign put over there which says,” Do NOT tease the animals”.

I, along with my fellow buddies, visited a ‘baug’ recently. Such a beautiful place one can ever visit where you can find so much peace amidst the nature; you can say we were in a complete different world surfeit of nature and just nature.

We visualized different species of animals, so beautiful, so eye-catching; one can easily get afflated by the ‘engineering’ of nature.

Entering the empire of the KING, the lion, sitting there in ‘like a boss’. So enormous. But the irony was intensely felt that the KING himself was a slave in his own empire! The feelings of him overlooked as numbness by the anti-social social beings left me and my friends think to what extent people can act so illiterate! What a waste of knowledge they create when they themselves act so foolish!

The uncivilized bunch of civilians teased the animals in the cage that were sleeping. Let me ask you the same question again that I asked you earlier,” What would you do if your friend came over to you while you were sleeping and he teased you and went away?”

Before causing any harm to others, just subrogate yourselves in place of them.

A photographer, present over there, well-dressed, aviator sunglasses put on, suited himself as a man and a nature-lover, capturing the beauties over there in his DSLR. But it is said that no matter how you look and what you wear, if you do not have sophistication and wear etiquette, you are one of the ugliest persons who have no right to be called as a civilized person. Crossing the safety railings for the sake of photography of a leopard and teasing him was the stupidest act of him in which he lost all the respect we had for him as a nature-lover.

Animals are profound living beings that are to be respected, not teased. They are meant to live free, not between 4 walls of domination. It is so pitiful that the incunabula of their lives lay the first stone in the cage and see their lives set amidst the 4 walls itself, unfamiliar with the wild forest where they truly belong.

Do not grow old; grow up, grow wise. The animals are not hungry of flesh; they are hungry of freedom and love, which can be provided by us.

We are social animals, then why the heck don’t we show sociality? People have their eyes wide open, but are still not awake. They are educated, still they lack knowledge. Let us improve ourselves. Let the issue for their freedom be the word of everyone’s mouth. Let us take an oath right here itself not to tease and not to let others tease the national heritage and true wealth of our nation. Let us stop all those educated-illiterates to stop their foolishness and enlighten the sense of manners and love towards animals.

And after all, it is an irrefutable truth that humans are the most dangerous animals themselves! Be wise, stay clever, be HUMAN, wear HUMANITY!

Where Do I Start?

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The most common reason in people for not starting any task is the start itself. Let me explain.

For instance, you planned to draw a simple canvas, you sat with the colours, paint brushes and the sheet. But now what? From where to start and how?

The step of initiation is a herculean task in any field, no matter how small, no matter how brobdingnagian.

Speaking about my own self, while I am writing this anecdote, I have to contemplate many a times that how to give spark to the ignition? But once you peep inside your divine soul and get familiar with the instinct you posses, trust me amigos, it is no big deal to generate the spark.

You have a dream to put into action, well then the foremost step you need to put on is to see the root of it. It is irrefutable to digest the fact that an empire cannot be built directly without the basics of it.

Allow me to present you a case of a friend of mine who had tremendous knowledge in physics but no notion regarding the initiation of any project work. He just kept the climax of the project in his mind and the advantages of it but no foundation of it was thought by him. What he thought was much simpler yet fruit-yielding step. The project he had, he just segregated all the steps and went in reverse from the solution and steps that would result in the successive step. Coming backwards, he finally found the source of the light. As simple as that. He found how to take the start.

The panic for anything is worthless. For any step to be proceeded, you need to keep calm and listen to your instinct.

For the secret of success of anything lies within one’s own self and nothing is beyond that.

Know how to start as half the battle is won if the start itself is quite boosted up.

Love Endowed

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Glow on her face

Shine in her eyes

Couldn’t ever get my eyes off

Her beauty can not be summarized

You may not have seen an angel

Trust me, she was a kind

Thoughts of her couldn’t be resisted

She was always in my mind

Craving for her soul

Craving to earn her time

Grow old with her I wished for

The spark in her made my soul shine

Mustered my courage

I went up to her

Disclosed my feels

As my eyes rolled into her

Shyness on her face

Her eyes dropped in blush

Her smile said it all

Not a question I needed to ask

“My mom would be so proud of me

If I brought you home”

Tears of happiness rolled down her face

So touched by the love in my tone

Not a word she spoke

Hugged me so tightly

As if never will she let me go

Her love got my heart so brightly

Who says angels exist is myth?

Mine exists here in my soul

For she showed me heaven here on earth

An undying, eternal feeling ,thus we hold!

Failure is NOT a Failure

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If you get injured on your hand, will you cure it or cut-off your entire hand? You will prefer to cure it, yes of course, but I tell you to cut it off. No? Why? Just because the scar is not a major one that’s why or the hand is much important relative to the small injury?

Failure is an injury on your hand which is to be cured. An injury makes you strong and so does failure. Let the sub fuscous moment of your life build you up, not diminish you.

An incident of quite much consanguinity resembles much to this article. Back in time, young I, studying in engineering college was struck by dalles of hard luck. Hardship in studies was major disaster in my life. To give up on myself was the only thing flowing through my mind. The taunts of people, the curses of fellow mates, the pressure from family carried too much weight for me to carry on my head.

I sat in my room, my mind so numb; I gazed at the wall continuously with no thoughts in my mind. I didn’t know how to indemnify, how to compensate over my loss!

A voice, from nowhere was heard in my soul,

“The moment you feel to give up is the moment you need to give yourself a push.”

The enlightenment in me morphed me to a drastic level and opened my vision of my soul to see the brighter side in my life.

The perception you wear is the virtue which controls your mindset. Failure is not actually a failure, my dear ones. Trust me, a failure is NOT really a failure until you wish to give up. It is not a rock that crushes you down. Instead, lift it up, let it make you stronger. Have an ‘optimistic’ view in everything you face. Even the dark clouds pour down rains that make us feel jolly.

You fail, you learn, you improve, you shine. Make the hindrance a hustle towards your new version which is taller, better, faster, stronger.

Come on, you are the best in yourself. You failed, not a big deal. When plan ‘A’ doesn’t work, you still have 25 alphabets remaining.

Failure, and failure is the vehicle that can make you travel towards the ray of success.

Everyone fail in some or the other matter, you are no exception.

In fact, for me, you are luck-stricken as people who are blessed with failure get to learn something from it rather than from those who do not fail.

Fall down, it is ok. But get up, dust yourself and fly. For the coal under pressure and correct parameters yields you a perfect diamond. Shine like the diamond!

The "CHANGE" Therapy

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Before taking a step forward, I would like to just ask you all one question. We all must have seen something or the other stuff which we don’t like. Maybe everyday, maybe someday. We want someone to stop that and make our soul feel the fake relief imagining the relief when it is subsided. We see, we hate, we curse, we forget. But how many of us take the initiative to morph it, change it?

The day is so busy in sucking up our energy and attention that it doesn’t allow us to take a breath and think about a change we want to see.

We work way too hard for our green bucks that we have turned so lazy or we can say we have become LIVING DEADS for the development for the glow of our soul. The irony hits too hard, doesn’t it?

Stop complaining, and take up the leap. We are the creators of our own selves. The seeds we sow today will harvest our better tomorrow.

BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE.

Initiation is the boost for the change. “Fear less and be fearless.” We do not fear the loss in business. We do not fear the heavy amount of the fuel. We feel ashamed to take a new step, thinking that people will laugh at us. Come on guys, we must accept the bitter fact that we just want to go with the flow, who cares about the change? But actually, I as a person do care. I want us to bring the change. Don’t like anything? Change it. Make it better phenomena for everyone to accept.

For instance, I am an engineering student. Many times, I notice people just leaving off the wrappers lying around on the way. I am an engineering student, why should I pick it up? There are people hired for cleanliness.

Is it acceptable? Rather I would just pick it up and make the area clean. As simple as that. Now subrogate (substitute) yourselves in place of me. Felt something? Got my point?

Friends, we live in a civilization where everyone is in a rush.

Everyone is wasting half of their lives in earning to waste the other half of their lives. So busy in themselves, they do not want up to take any initiative.

It is all about one small, single step. You just have to take a step; the rest will be done by your conscience itself.

Take the initiative, bring the change, build your dignity, enjoy the peace. Change is all we need friends. Break up the shell and redeem yourself, be the change and facilitate yourself.

Opportunities' Fatality

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The world is contaminated

A disease so widespread

Killing billions of thoughts everyday

People alive, their mind is dead

“What will the world think?

  What if I end up embarrassing myself?

  I must rather keep calm

  Be quiet, keep it to myself”

The loss can never be indemnified

For opportunities waits for none

To hell with what people think

Let your courage summon

You stand up and speak out

They will laugh, later forget

Learn your lesson

Boost up your fate

Between you and your goal

Lies the story of your endeavor

The world is a purely neutral

None of its business, it did no favor

Be the cicerone of your own

Never mull over others

You raising your own self

It is all that matters