All is His

The felt good and the felt bad, 

Both is an illusion.

The felt profit and the felt loss, 
Both is an illusion.

The felt approval and the felt denial, 
Both is an illusion.

The sense of right and the wrong, 
Both is an illusion.

The felt winning in the experience and the losing, 
Both is an illusion.

The felt love and the felt hatred,  
Both, is an illusion.

The felt solace and the felt hurt, 
Both, is an illusion.

I say it, as "felt" and not as is. 
As that's 'my' feeling in that moment. 
It stays true, just for 'me' and moreover, only for that moment.

What is, is to accept, both being an illusion. 
What is, is to, just be. 
What is, is just to -
Be Aware, Watch, Acknowledge, Accept, Embrace and carry the "knowing" within, that -

"It's just in the divine order." 

For and Against

Talking seems important,

Although, 'listening', definitely is.

Advising seems important, 

Although, 'staying attuned to the other', definitely is.

Development seems important, 

Although, 'nurturing', definitely' is. 

Discipline seems important, 

Although, 'openeness', definitely is.

Agenda seems important, 

Although, 'allowing the existential play', definitely is.

Resolving seems important, 

Although, 'acceptance', definitely is. 

Participation seems important, 

Although, 'witnessing', definitely is.

Strategy seems important, 

Although, 'going with the flow', definitely is.

Applying knowledge seems important,

Although, 'being intuitive', definitely is. 

Learning seems important, 

Although, 'unlearning', definitely is. 

Thinking seems important, 

Although, 'silence', definitely is.

Connecting seems important, 

Although, 'respecting the difference', definitely is.

Working for 'knowing' is important. 

Meeting the 'unknown with peace', definitely is. 

Moving seems important, 

Although, 'being in here and now', definitely is.

Doing seems important,

Although, 'non-doing', definitely is. 

Being, 'for' something, is not being 'against' the other.

Can we, just be aware and be non-judgemental of the moment. 

The Secret Seeking

Reading with a pause,
With no intention, to think over a clause.

A song played in the background,
To cut off the world, that's thriving around.

Dancing to a tune,
With no specific move, to attune.

That whole-hearted laughter,
being cathartic, and leaving no urge, to speak thereafter.

That glance at a huge tree,
and getting lost, at nature's beauty.

A stroll for no reason,
just being mindful, with no adhesion.

Watching the breath with full jest, 
that makes, no hurry, no rest.

Someone's presence, so full,
leaving a centeredness, dissolving every, push and pull.

That listening so complete,
gifting more in return, in the intention to give.

That doing so complete,
having no targets to beat.

No victory no failure just for completeness,
That practice to go beyond and experience the nothingness.

The self-acceptance so deep,
no approval, no rejection could make us creep.

Each moment as a beginning,
with no thoughts on the list, in the to-do, as pending.

No past, No future,
just here and now to nurture.

Isn't that the only, that we are, 'secretly seeking',
while running after, all that is tempting !

The bread and the baker

The naughty baker, asked the dough that was ready to be baked - 
How would you want to be? 
Do you want to be,  of a "perfect shape"? 
Or you want to be, "tastier even than the cake"?

The dough, exclaimed, and replied, oh!! I have a chance to ask what I want to BE; 
But neither I ask for a prefect shape,
Nor do I desire to become tastier than the cake.

The bewildered baker asked, so what do you want to BE?

The dough replied - No matter what I become, what matters is - 
Would I lie waste as leftover in a carefree man's plate or 
Would I satisfy the hunger and decide a poor man's fate.

Althemore

Some words unspoken, 

Some feelings unexpressed,

Brought some depth, that no knowledge would have unfold.

Those tears lost in rains,

And the laughters insane, 

Built an intensity; no trials, could withold. 

One strange path travelled, 

Few confusions having powers to prone, 

Gifted some clarity, no solace could have consoled. 

The dark night, that felt never-ending,

That promise broken for reasons unknown,

Gave me a direction; no compass, would have taken me abode.

Green with it's eternal life force,

Earth's nourishment since times undisclosed,

Fed my needs, that no soul could afford.

A song fell on ears in despair,

The poem that ran on paper from nowhere,

Grew a strength, no defeat, could ever erode.

Innumerable dreams, staying forever alive, 

Accidents messaging, there was always an outline.

Makes me believe in the purpose; no achievements, could have bestowed.

Few questions unanswered, 

An intense longing for things not known. 

Led me beyond; no training, could took me to board.

Those weren't just moments, 
but so much more at the core. 

This awareness gets me believe, in the creator; ALTHEMORE. 

Allow the grace to flow

So much in the journey we feel we need to learn and imbibe,

And we keep searching to become perfect and forget accepting the "own", in the ride.

The greatest thing, we could do, as I delve, 

Could be, "Love and acceptance, towards our ownself. 

Ohhh!!! Did I say, just, "our own self". 

Yes, wouldn't then it naturally flow, to the world, the rest of our whole-self ?

That's when, we would truly connect, 

And allow the grace to flow through, and let things happen as they are meant.

( In gratitude to, Sandy Dias Andrade , for an experience full of self-love and self-acceptance. 

And.. to one Dearest friend, Dr. Neeraj Rayate for expressing of, his quest that got this poem to flow through me.)

It's the purpose

It was years,

And, the Sculptor's scrupulous efforts had no bounds. 

It was years,

And yet, the statue in the making, had made no sounds.

One fine day, the Sculptor's Chisel slipped, crashing and crushing the statue, making hard dent.

The "yet to be a statue", went through the aftereffects, unknown of the ways to amend.

The Sculptor cried loud, "How could I ?", raising his hands up and looking at them, in distress.

Unable to take care of the shock, still figuring, "why?" and looking at the dent, feeling helpless.

And Imagine what happened? 

The helpless look of the Sculptor, turned to surprise!

The lifeless statue had turned to life.

The dent, had brought real tears, not even in the sculptor's, but even in the, "statue's" eyes.

Here is the lesson, to all lives, surfacing in might. 

For LIFE TO EMERGE, experiences might come that wouldn't seem right.

What looks like a mistake done, might just be an existential play in action, 

What looks like a mishap or misfortune, might have a larger purpose hidden.

Angel and her Baba

“I really don’t understand why he doesn’t take care of himself?” Her thoughts could picture her Grandfather, who was, 86 years old then. Body had become fragile and wrinkled. Yet, he had a fitter body than most of them have at that age. Angel would feel very happy to share with people that, even at this age her grandfather could walk properly without any stoop or support. She would even feel more excited to see an 86 year old that hardly had any teeth left in his mouth to chew and eat most of the foodstuffs but does not require intake of any medicinal pills to keep him fit. She wondered how, he is able to run and take care of the hotel that he had started more than 40 years before.

However, Angel used to feel very annoyed, as she felt that her grandfather, whom she called “BABA”, is not taking care of his health as much as he should. She thought, he should take enough rest and should not exert himself a lot. As he would spend the whole day from morning eight to evening eight, twelve long hours taking care of the hotel.

It was around seven in the morning. The morning sun was as bright as it could be. The sun rays actually enhanced the beauty of the lush green lawn. The dews on the grass were refreshing the atmosphere even more. The beautiful flowers of so many varied colours were delightful. And here was Angel and her Baba out for a morning walk in the garden.

Angel had completed 26 years of her age that day. Like many, she also aspired to live a great life. So, she had thought of starting her day with Exercising her body and mind. Also, she was very excited to invest quality time with her grandfather. Angel’s grandparents used to reside at a distant place, from the place where Angel used to live with her parents. So, he had come to give his blessings to her especially on her birthday.

Angel always believed that she has been gifted and blessed with great people around her. She always loved to learn new things from people around her. She believed that she has understood enough qualities that were required to live a great life. However, it was time for her to know them even better. To know what actually living value based life can do. How even living by a single value can add a great strength to life?

Angel by nature was very talkative. Her siblings and friends always teased her saying, “Are dusro ko bhi baat karne ka chance diya kar”. This is the extent to which she would love to talk. However, that day Angel had decided that she will be a good listener to her Grandfather. She thought this could be a good way to let him express and make him feel good and important.

She was enjoying the time with her grandfather to the fullest. In her excitement, she said, ‘BABA, why don’t you stay for few more days over here. You should take out sometime for yourself. And it would be great to have some more time with you.’ Angel had already reached in her imagination, where she is having a morning walk with her grandfather for the next few days. The happiness and excitement of that imagination could be seen on her face in those moments.

Awestruck, with the next few words from her BABA. Her facial expressions had completely changed when she heard this. He said, ‘Beta, I would have really loved to stay with you for many more days. But, the workers at the hotel will not have their wages for the next few days because the hotel will be closed then as there is no one to take care of it over there. Those workers are working at our hotel with us for years now. I don’t need anything for my living right now. I have lot of people to take care of me. However, most of the men who are working there do not have any means to run their family. I need to go back and take care of the hotel for them.’

Ah! What a sense of ACCOUNTABILITY! Angel had got all her questions answered. How is that he is still able to take care of the hotel even at this age? How is that he does not feel tired and feel like taking rest?  

Now that she had heard those words, she understood that it was the sense of accountability that was still driving him. That still wakes him up with lot of energy early mornings every day. It’s the accountability that fuels him to go beyond his body. She realized what a single value of Accountability could do to a person. She was even more touched to know her Baba’s sensitivity towards the needy people around her. That day, Angel got one more person that inspired him greatly of value based living…

These were the most memorable, touching and inspiring moments in her life. She decided to start inculcating good values in her one by one. As she knows, how much strength just a single value can add to anyone’s life.

Beware of the ego

Planned for a two week travel, 

That demanded to put things on schedule.

Almost a week before, the hustle-bustle to complete the checklist began.

It felt, there was loads pending and things, just couldn't fit, in the available span.

Ohhh! I missed sharing someone's birthday note,

How could I leave an important discussion, in float! 

GGosh.. 

An official document needed my signature,

Missed talking to a dear friend, about my way to adventure. 

In the midst of all this, texted a loved one, good morning at 5.30 am, to greet. 

I expressed, "Felt calling you, for a wake up call, thinking you might need." 

She replied,"Kindly don't, I will have to take care of myself from tomorrow"; 

Felt "Wow" and interestingly a bit "sad" too..ha..ha.. Crazy are the ways of, "human minds", to follow. 

I realised, "Nature initiates to fill the gap, as soon as it's created."

Beware of the pride and ego, that I carry, when I feel I have feated.

The white and the black

Life is not black and white, is what he said.
I seldom agreed,
Till the experiences and messages had to repeat,
That pierced brutally, and garunteed to get it fed.

I experienced, I breathed, I delved deep;
And I did protest hard,
Till life had to put me to test and get "me" to be judged;
I yelled, I raved, and Alas..I did creep.

Ironically, a justification to own's actions always supported an ideology whether we believe it or not.
As if it's not life but a mathematical theorem to prove, with the corollaries that we have got.

The smart game of words and the war of Ideologies did continue..!
The purpose of greys were forgotten,
And had left no peace.
Cacophonous songs of wisdom, thereafter were heard,
And seen to bled, on the master's, final hew! 

In the moments then..

I woke up to my restleness at 2 am to write,

And I screen, to spot the disturbing thoughts in my sight.

It would soon be three years that he is fighting strong and he stands upright,
I still remember the moment that changed every bit of a person, who carried a spotlight.

The vehicle's tyre burst, costed hard that years fail to set things as before,

It threatened his life itself, later risking his vision, memory and innumerable expressions at core.

The damage to his body broke like a storm to this mother's heart,
The boy's charisma was revealed when  hundereds were seen to get, ripped apart.

Remember the story of - Kings, Fishermen and Shepards all gathering at the Messiah's birth?
Such was the scene that all Men of different cast, creed, profession and sect massed once more on this earth.

Astonishingly, I saw another thing in resemblance, in the moments then! 

His aftermath struggle pictured the Messiah's crucification, 

And I stopped questioning, "why" and got my faith, in this young blood's struggle and existential order in function.

Sadhana

Rain drops fall,
And merge with the Mother earth.
Roles change,
the work continues.

The Green absorb them,
And release them, while its transpiration.
Work changes, 
the growth continues.

Clouds are formed,
And turn to water again.
Forms change, 
the purpose continues.

Drops fall,
And gets one with the sea.
Mediums change,  
The Sadhana continues.

Love is..

Eager to share. 
A defination I got then aware.

What's, "Love" is such a hugggge topic? 
Moreover, it seems to be several's "top pick" !

Thousands have attempted. 
And this one from the thoughts I reflected.

It's when I just take "myself - my past experiences, thoughts and feelings", all "completely off" from the space,
And hence off, of all the judgements that else comes rushing in the race.

Amazingly, that's also when, the grace begins to flow and everything blossoms in that state. 
I see this, as "love", for there's  creation and abundant norishment occuring in this crate.

And, how do I truly continue to create that room, 
Daily practices to stay in awareness, is exactly, where I believe, things start to bloom.

Loads is and could be expressed on this topic as I shared, 
Would like to listen to your perspectives, for each one's is unique and so rared..

So.. Love for you, is ______________ ? 

Silence Speaks

Silence Speaks

It speaks and could have so many different meanings.

Silence might mean sadness.
It might mean shyness too.

Silence might mean peace.
It might mean intense distress too.

Silence might mean determination.
Silence might mean thoughtfulness.
Silence might mean time taken for a better comeback.

It might be a way to bring focus.
It might be a way to channelize all the rough.
It might have the answer.
It might be to raise a question.
It might have a thousand other messages.

Let me communicate through words in the right way, to people who mean to me when I don't want people to derive it's own meaning.

Let me learn to listen the right when listening!

Do you know more often than not..what we see silence as, is the the reflection of our own thoughts.

Working on the cause

The intensity in the question over the last blog on Insecurity, by a reader.. (Rajesh Shetty), instigated some intense thoughts and led to this blog. Here it is, for all of you! 

Someone in a crowd, 
Someone when alone, 
Both are seen insecure of his/her existence.

Someone who is been at pedastal, 
Someone who is striving to meet ends, 
Both seem to feel insecure of his/her identity.

Someone who feels avoided, 
Someone who feels threatened, 
Both look insecure of his/her loss, of it's own significance.

Someone who is bold, 
Someone who feels meek, 
Both are found sometime, insecure of their own decision.

You might find yourself
You might find others, 
Experiencing insecurity at some or other instance. 

Simple deeds with right intentions at this cause,
Might just prevent the disease to happen.

"Acknowledge", the smallest good, 
"Acceptance", first, even if it's seemingly, a hood. 
"Appreciate", both,  "the performer and the not so, at the results" at all times. 
Love unconditional the bold and, the beautiful at heart; considering, no paradigms.

Remember to acknowledge, accept, appreciate and love, YOURSELF, at all these cites.
For the way to any liberation always starts from, "the seeker's" intense rites.

The Substance

The Substance

Insecurity gets people to defend.

For their fear doesn't allow them to accept and mend. 

Insecurity gets people to shout and scream.

For their incompleteness, restlessly searches a way out, from darkness to beam. 

Insecurity gets people to roar.

For their self doubt hazes out their way to soar. 

Insecurity gets people to express they are,  "THE ONLY", who are doing good. 

For their self esteem can't stand others appreciation and makes them rude. 

Insecurity gets people to plagiarise.

For their crave for recognition knows no other way to rise. 

Insecurity gets people to dominate with power. 

For their happiness seems to reside in control, else they cower. 

If you ever find yourself or others in this "insecurity trap"..

Refrain from any reaction and, 

help your inner-self to know the gap. 

 If you ever find a loved one Insecured and   

 stuck in a similar toil..

 If possible, 

 Hug them tighter, 

 For that might help them to cease fearing  

 atleast that slighter. 

 Express your love more often and better, 

 For their self belief might get a way to be 

 brighter.

 If the above seems really difficult.. 

 Remember them in your prayers, 

 For a little more strength, might help them,

 to see beyond the muddy waters and personal 

 airs. 

 Pray to the existence, 

 For all their creations, to never forget, 

 they are all made with, "the same substance".