Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Bhakti

Sometimes mind deliberates about existence of a Supernatural power.
Is there a reason to believe in His existence.
Being a believer I scoff at such rationalizations and feel that
one needs to move beyond the confines of this world and its reasonings
and believe that reasoning won't get us there.
Yet the scoffing at reasoning is in a way a reasoning

And then out of nowhere one sees examples of piety, men who did not reason,
but did, surrendered without any reason
One listens to songs of devotion that touch the heart
And bring about the spirit of surrender without asking a doubt,
without a word of protest

and one such song is from the film Baiju Bawra...probably the best devotional song
ever composed in film industry

Hari Ooom
Harrrii Oooom
Hareeeeeeeeeee Oouuuuuuuummmmm
Hariii Ooooooom

Man tarpat Hari Darsan ko aaj
Man tarpat Hari Darsan ko aaj

More tum bin bigade sakal kaaj
Hooooo ooooooH
Binati karat hoon rakhiyon laaj

Man tarpat Hari Darsan ko aaj

The pitch of this song strikes straight into the heart and it feels like a divine revelation to a believer

The song has been written, composed and sung with devotional fervor that one cannot remain untouched by it

And thats where the most interesting fact about this song emerges...this song, one of the best Hindu devotional compositions in the film industry was written by Shakeel Badayuni, composed by Naushad and sung in that soulful voice by Mohammad Rafi. Truly Bhakti knows no barriers of religion.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Joy

Life was tedious
Entertainment was a drag
Thrill had become boring
Been there, done that
Nothing else to do

He left it all
Left the world
And went to the seas
He lived on the beach
in a thatched hut, all alone
But no entertainment was boring too

There was no TV, no Internet
and so slowly
he started finding joy
even in the simple pleasures of life
Yet life was slow
and aimless

Then one day it happened
He found an odd shell
And felt the urge to carve
His hands guided him
The mind knew what to do
It all came out well
A fine sound it blew

He liked that sound
He loved that work
And then all day
from dawn to dusk
He did nothing else
But scraped the husk
To find the treasure below

It gave his life a meaning
For now work was not means to an end
But that end in itself
And when such is the case
Work ceases to be work
And becomes joy, pure bliss

So he enjoyed what he did
He carved more shells
It brought him peace
And he wished nothing else

Yet world intruded
Recognised the value
He craved it not
Yet it gave its due

Such shells were after all
Nowhere else to be found
Even those who knew their craft
Could not produce such a sound

And so our shell-maker
Now worked for the world
Even on such shells
Which ere into the sea he hurled

The more he worked for others
The more it became work
Where he once found joy
Now he wished to shirk

He had left the world
Came here to feel alive
But now at his doorstep
When the world arrived
Tempted by his Joy
Which now quiety crept out
From the backdoor

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Passion

In the wilderness of desert
Aimless, clueless of what I sought
Trudged on miles of sand, then
You invaded as a transforming thought

Ere there was unquenchable thirst
What for, I knew not
Then fell a drop of water
Afters ages of drought

That festive day of Spring
Comes once in a thousand suns
When that rare flower blossoms
Having shriveled for seasons,

Shuddering I kissed your crest
And the two eyes to your soul
The rosy buds then sighed as
My lips grazed in a trembling whorl

A release of molten deluge
From the bowels of the earth
The dormant one now explodes
Celebrating its rebirth

Swept by the manic need to possess
To compensate for past dearth
Now that the distant bird hath come
She will know her true worth

The massive rocky cliffs
Meet the force of raging sea
That age old joining due
'Twixt frigid you, passionate me

Circle

Ye delusioned
Think ye life is a straight line?
But what goes comes back
Your past catches up with you
In the same or in a different guise
And you are back to where u started
When life comes a full circle

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Tagged

Tagged by Meena -

RULE #1
People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2
Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.

The second on seems a bit tough :( :(

If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
Will be down for a while...then get back with life. Living ur life is the best medicine

If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
Finding someone truly special and who shares my sentiments

Whose butt would you like to kick?
None at present...seriously

What would do with a billion dollars?
Ensure I have enough for my life...guess a few crores would do :)...and donate rest to charity

Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Not the present one :D


Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?
Both simultaneously with the same person is unparalleled blessing. And separately they are big curse, even if great experience

How long do you intend to wait for someone you love?
Well i shall go on with life, keep an open mind. If it happens, it happens...else love isnt the be all and end all of life

If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?
Well, try to get over it..wat else

If you could root for one social cause, what would it be?
Clearing our misconceptions on our own history and the way our history is being raped by rightists and leftists

What takes you down the fastest?
Tragedy, horror, pessimistic story lines

Where do you see yourself in 10 years time?
Hopefully as a successful writer with a happy family life and no big tension about future

What’s your fear?
Being a failure in life

What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Sweet, good natured and a very fertile imagination

Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
Neither

If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick?
Then it is not love and there is no picking

Would you give all in a relationship?
Yes..if I dont give everything to something I am attached then it doesnt make sense to me

Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing she has done?
No...but I will try to understand why she behaved so, then perhaps i may forgive, but I dont think I can forget such a thing ever

Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
Have always been single..so guess wud like to try out a relationship

And now I tag,

Kranti

Sindhu

Vinodini

Ambareesh

Keerthi

Sneha

Indra

Melody

Many a times this happens to me.
Out of nowhere a tune comes to my mind
It plays on and on
I want to actually listen to it

But I am not good with music
When I try to sing my tone goes awry
I want express something, yet I cant
I feel literally like a dumb person

I wonder if I have heard this tune before
Oh how nice it would have been
If we could Google search a tune
But then how would I express it
I am illiterate in the language of music

Monday, September 22, 2008

Longing

The Sea's desire to roar its might
The Wind's rush for breezy flight
The Nightblooms whose shy buds open
Only in the serenity of hidden night

There is one that wants to say
But a few words, even if trite
There is someone who wants to see
The usual yet satisfying sight

A desire to listen to the Sound
That makes my darkness bright
A need to posses the One
Who holds my soul as her right

With every passing day, I become
Less of me and more of her
I imagine her dreams,
Dream her imagination
In the loneliness of bleary nights

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Satisfaction

Desire to shine
Vindication
Pride in myself
Recognition

Then World doesnt matter
Yet no Satisfaction
Need more...
More Recognition

What do I want now?
Recognition
Now from whom?
From 'I'
Yet no Satisfaction
Then what?

No Satisfaction from more
Reduce Expectations, Happiness buds

True happiness lies
In Loss of Fear
In Loss of 'I'