Category: past life -

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Saturday, 16 October 2004
Coming back to life…

Wednesday, 15 October 2003
Letting Go…

Wednesday, 29 January 2003
Hate Camp

tripping on our feet

It has been said that India would be a superpower if she stopped tripping over her own feet.

Well, within that superpower, I am a would-be engineer. Why would be? Because our country doesnt really produce engineers. Imagine a state with nearly 300 engineering colleges, all teaching the same syllabi in the various disciplines.

We produce a phenomenal number of ‘engineers’ each year. What do some of their best do? They go abroad to do their MSes. How many of them come back to work in industry in India? 5% was one report I heard.

What do the rest of them do? They try for admission in B Schools because Lord knows that’s where the best pay is. Read more »

religious appeal

A religious person means one who loves life and can find contentment. Religion teaches us the secrets of life. the stories narrated each have their meaning, significance and purpose. but stories are not told for themselves, but for their moral and their learning.

First, do understand that whatever I say will never in a million years take you one millimeter further from Mohammed / Christ / Krishna / Buddha. They are beings i wish i could begin to be like in a 1000 years. the ideal. For the rest of this essay, I will refer to Christ, but the arguments can be fitted to any religion / spiritual leader.

Lets forget for a minute that Christ is God. For after all he did chose to come down in human form in which time he was called Jesus Christ. And he didn’t do it to amuse himself. He had a specific purpose. So lets try to understand the real significance of his coming down to earth.

He came down to save us all? No! He came down to show us all what love was. What life was. And he cared for us all. And because he loved us so deeply, with every fibre in his body, his father gave him the power to heal the sick for he was so moved by the love that poured out of his son’s core.

His son tried to explain to us all the meaning of life. But we were too busy ogling at his miracles that we forgot his words and his teachings. Do you think it would mean more to Jesus that we all prayed to him or rather, that we followed his teachings?

Yes, we all go to church to learn about his life and the good things that he taught.

But how did God take care of his children before he sent down his only son to save us all? he gave us all a conscience. And that conscience is the inner voice that tells us all through our life what good is and what bad is.

It’s that voice that tells us killing is bad. Look at the hatred religion has brought; and the bloodshed. And what makes it all possible? Religion! For its a passion that we let stir in our hearts, thinking that it will take us closer to God. And twisted minds use it to turn us against our brothers.

Or don’t you understand how propaganda works?

It’s only the religious person they can poison. People who over years of faith and belief have stopped listening to the voice inside their head, but rather to the man on the pulpit. And all of a sudden, one day he tells us of the evil the people in the temple are doing.

How each day they spurn the sacrifice of Jesus and popularize idol worship… the very evil that Jesus sought to destroy. and because we’ve stopped listening to the voice in our heads, we believe him implicitly.

When in fact, those idol worshipers are no different from us. and Jesus didn’t come here to stop anybody. He came here to spread the message of love!

But the seed has already been cast, and it doesn’t take long for us to begin to distance ourselves from the other community. This dissent is sped up by similar propaganda spread from the other pulpits, until an atmosphere of distrust reigns.

And once that foundation of distrust is built, they start feeding words to incite us. Dont believe me, you can see its effects all over the world, just turn on the news.

Wonder why I seem to be addressing Christians? well it not that they’re especially bad! We’re all fools who’ve forgotten to listen to our own conscience all of us. once we start forming a community based on religion, we’re already doomed.

I mean how many Muslims donate to Christian charities. or anything of the sort?

We’ll under the skin we are all the same. We were all created in His image. But why then do those very same doors that preached equality all these years, now so subtly start pointing out the differences between our communities, and how we’re the persecuted peoples…

propaganda again

divide and conquer.

And in their wars, they all sit as kings. and order us all to pick up arms and attack our own people. for like Chuck Horner said “war is to be hated in every form, for it brings out the worst in mankind”

And we think we’re all doing it to protect our religions.

But the little voice inside our heads, all this time quitely pointing out stuff to us now yells loudly at what we’ve done. We’ve just gone and burnt down a temple or taken part in a lynching. and our captains tell us what a magnificent job we’ve done and how we’ve just secured our places in heaven.

And this guy has had enough. and he yells at us to stop.
but they’ve got him lock stock and barrel.

For now he becomes the devil, come to play tricks on us as cheat us of our place in heaven. at least so they make us believe.

And were such blood-maddened souls that we even kill him. and who is he really? the gentle reminder in each of us of the love that was once Jesus and Rama and Mohammed and Buddha. Does it really matter if I forget a few names? must anyone be offended? after all they were all members of a higher community, each man serving in his place the vast multitude that is Earth.

The devil’s ultimate victory! The king in his mighty pulpit! Who has just made us turn on love itself. Killing the very ideals we seek so bitterly to please. The ultimate irony of life!

how do we stop this all?

Let’s stop going to one religious place only. Visit none, or visit them all.
Treat everyone like your brother.
Think not so much of heaven but just keep working on love (as Chiang said).
Don’t think you’ve dodged all the pitfalls of the devil and wind up at the heart of his stronghold, all the while thinking how your ‘faith’ in your leader has kept you from the path of err.

for love of God and our human side

Do you know why you like me so much?

Cause theres a part of you that didnt grow up. Its the same thing you see when you look at me. A little kid whos refusing to grow. Thats why were so tight. Were like 2 little kids. Beyond innocence.

So why does life have to be this way. Why cant we be together. Dont even try to tell me you wouldnt like to. Ours is the sort of relationship that can only deepen with time together.

I mean look at all we’ve been through.

You know why we’re still together. Cause as far as the other went, there was no quit in us. We knew why we liked each other and didn’t let time or anything let us forget that.

You may wonder as to what this is… Well its pretty much the same way it was the day I discovered I wasnt in love with you… Having you as a friend means a 100, no a 1000 times more to me than anything else that might be. I don’t want you physically. I want your soul. Can’t u see the difference? I’m like that. I’m one of the few guys on earth with whom such a relationship is possible.

This I know for a fact. I love you just as much as you love me. Look into your heart and tell me it isn’t so. The sweet part is that it isn’t spoilt the way most others spoil love.

You want to be with me almost as badly as I do. I just cant accept the realities of life. Your more a realist. Im still a dreamer… but were both like kids…

And the truth lies somewhere in between. While we cant do everything I want us to do…, we still can do more than you allow…

So when I talk about spending a night with you, don’t laugh at my own foolishness and your inherent inability to give yourself a little room to live. Instead try to find the golden mean that Aristotle kept talking about. For that which is actually possible lies somewhere between what I think we can do and what u think we cannot.

For that is what we should have to contend ourselves with… Until perhaps, 20 years from now… But by then, one of 2 things will have happened, I’d have married or I’d have killed myself from an inability to find a love to match and offset my own. And where is the question of us being together then either?

Stop kidding yourself. The only time to live is NOW. the only time to love is NOW. the only place you’ll ever be happy is HERE. The only guy who ever cares so much he’d make the sun rise in the west is ME. I know the difference I’ve made in some people’s lives. They’ve even thanked me for knowing me.

And the only thing I really really care about, more than all the other things I’ve cared about is you… don’t ask me why… I don’t know… I even know how not-worth-it you are. but I don’t care. ill love you till the end of days. and i know even if we don’t stay together forever, somewhere inside you’ll always love me too.

for that’s one thing I’m learning… the horrible mortality of relationships… I guess in our case we’re just lucky. Not a day that I don’t thank the stars for that.

Love me why? for the simplicity with which i put myself forth. The honesty and franticity. The joys i share. the pain I take. the sweet silly things I say or do. but most of all for my love of life…

For that’s perhaps the only thing I love more than anything else on earth… life.

Silly! I hope someday you’ll understand my love for God. its no different than my love for life, and all that is in it. my religion is no different from yours – its just that I can understand yours, but you cant mine. And because you cant understand it, you dont think its the same as yours. And since your so sure yours is correct, you think mine is wrong. stupid its all the same. religion just means love of life.

pl: vitriol

Mood:  on fire

First Id like to quote from a book I just read…

Be like the cistern that overflows, not merely the fountain that contains…

Live.If you live, God will live with you. If you refuse to run his risks, he will retreat to the distant heaven to be merely a subject for philosophical speculation.

If everyone just lived their lives and let others do the same, God would be in every moment, in every grain of mustard, in the fragment of cloud that is there and then gone the following moment… God was there and yet people believed they still had to go on looking, because it seemed to simple to accept that life was an act of faith.

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pl: lite shrug

Mood:  bright
Silly little boy lost in his world of dreams. And now he’s forgotten to cry. It used to wash away the disappointment, but disappointment only afflicts the feeble hearted.

And now, theres a fire in his soul. Fire for what? To see atleast a few of his dreams come true.

The injustice of life. But the same hand that wields the ruler also clutches to its bosom the head, when it weeps and is utterly desolate.

Fuel for that fire? Passion? Love? Guilt – that a seed so cast forth should not fall on barren land, but rather should be sowed with care and tenderness.

To soothe the heart when it burns in agony of all the hapless souls who walk the earth. Each scarred by life and so unable to heal themselves. Read more »

pl: poetry – amore

My first poetry attempt
Topic: Philosophy
what is this life so fraught with care,
we have not the time to stand and stare,

our heads so filled with worry & troubles
we wish only to look at how other people seem to enjoy our suffering
and forget that their lives are as full of worry if not fuller
we dont realise how akin we are to each other in our misery
and we dullen our sensitiveness until all we see are our own problems
and think life is being unfair / unkind to us
while it is actually simply us who are indeed in love with our own misery
we know not that all it takes is a little understanding
and the realisation that all we need to do is share our problems
and in the talking itself our worries are half dissolved
and for the talking, we gain strength to face the rest of our burdens
for we know that there is a little someone, somewhere who cares… Read more »

pl: beach thoughts

There is practically no original thought under the sun. Let me try and interpret some of the things I’ve learned

Almost all ideas are borrowed but we dont come to storytellers for their characters, we come to them for their scripts-

Life is about learning to live between moments of bliss unless of course one has attained Moksha – the state of eternal contentment.

It is also about learning to find out the things that bring peace. And adapting our minds to allow us to experience contentment more often. Then comes the realisation that we are always in the mood we choose to be in. As we begin to se the error of our ingrained mental conditioning, we come to know that it is possible to feel whole for almost the entire day.
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pl: fiction

I woke up before dawn. Years since I had done so, I thought I must go watch the sun rise. Finding the terrace doors locked, I came back inside crestfallen.

Just before going to bed that night, I started thinking about the beach & all those sunrise watching trips I’d been on with my family as a kid. I decided to go the following morning.

The next day, I awoke even earlier. Leaping into my trunks, I bounded down the stairs & flung myself onto my bike. With an eagerness I hadn’t felt in years, I quickly rode through the chill streets until I reached the Marina.

Leaving my shirt and shoes with my bike, I raced across the sand until I reached the water. The cool morning air over my bare chest caused my heart to stir with excitement. Here I was returning to the place I’d been so many times in my youth – both in reality as well as in dream. Read more »

pl: party fiction

We met at a party, actually on the dance floor. As we danced, we spoke and got to know each other. Our drunken-ness may’ve been part of the cause for the release of our inhibitions, but I’d also like to think because we were genuinely comfortable with each other. We were dancing pretty close & pretty tight. I held her in my arms for nearly an hour as we partied.

During a lull in the music, when couples seemed to be getting into the pool, we decided to try it too. She seemed to find it cold but soon, we found that with my arms wrapped tight around her, she could bear the icy frigidness of the water. I didn’t much mind the cold coz we were making enough heat to battle with it and besides, I’m genuinely fond of water. Read more »