Talking to Myself

Closed eyes reveals myself more than eyes wide open. Adnan Kakazai.


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Humanly and Soulfully

Purity
Oneness
 Inseparableness
Divinity
Are not
For all
To
Embrace

Hardship
Pain
Helplessness
Wait
Sacrifice
Losing oneself
And
Becoming nothing
Are the essential
Ingredients

Prepare
Yourself
To be
Exposed
Smashed
Flushed
Humanly
And
Soulfully
Or
Let yourself
Live like
All are living
Aloof from
Their
Being

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Odor

A gravitational pull
Accompany with your
Odor

Unique in millions
Encircled with freshness
Hedging with life
Existence reflecting in it

Remedy for
All the longing
All the pain
All the negativity

Ignoring
Eyes
And
Presence
Possible

Ignoring
The
Odor
Of
You
Possible?


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My thoughts of two scenarios

I was sitting in a coffee shop and watching people coming and going. Everybody seems to be happily coming and chatting, music on, apples and androids, tablets and touch screens and a cheerful environment. There is no such thing as worry/tension/depression which can be seen there and the cash counter busy as usual in taking money nonstop from the customers.

Considering that the Coffee shop is in a posh location, so anybody coming here is not a poor person in every respect and for them money spent on a coffee cup is just peanuts, may be even they can give ten time more here without noticing anything and without any effect on their pockets.

I was questioning to myself that is this is what life is. Is this is the life that you sit in a posh restaurant and enjoy the time, spend money. Yes for some this is life. They don’t know the word hardship in their lives and the punitive realities of life. The teenagers coming here with their friend have no idea at all what there parents have done to earn the money, their hardship if any, at least they are not aware of those. For them money is a piece of paper which is to be spent and that is all, no matter from where it is coming.

After drinking my coffee cup, I decided to leave with a heavy mind constantly thinking of the atmosphere which I just saw. I went to buy the bread for the dinner. I saw a man there sitting beside a scorching oven (we call it tandoor in Urdu language) with cloths wet in sweat, an empty cup of tea near him, making bread (rotti) and doing it nonstop.

Tandoor

There were good number of people waiting for the bread so he was constantly busy in making bread and in every minute or so his hand went to the oven with his face near to the oven to bring out bread. There was a fan functioning for the sake of providing decent air but with constant breakdown in the power it was as good as nothing. This is the continuous routine of this man who starts his work well before the breakfast, lunch and dinner time and in summer when the temperature in our part of the world reaches more than 42’C this is indeed a place not be working more than a minute.

As I was watching him, the atmosphere of a coffee shop flashed in my mind, and the difference of two worlds was in front of me. This person making bread has no idea or maybe he has not even drink a cup of coffee throughout his entire life but he do remember that he has to earn money to feed his kids, to cater for their schooling if he can and God knows what. For him life is a continuous struggle, and there are no favorable conditions in front. With recession on the rise and poor getting more poorer while the richer getting more richer, there is no relief for such persons who worked their sweat out to earn an honest living for themselves and their families.

Yes for some people, life is a bed of rose and for some a continuous struggle. Analyzing the two conditions although happiness and no worries can be seen in the coffee shop but I do wonder that may be this person making bread is calmer, more relax than those at the coffee shop. May be he is earning less but he does not have to take a medicine to sleep, may be what he is earning he is at least feeling a proudness in it, maybe there are no such health problems with him or he may not be even aware of those, may be one of his children can earn him a name in this world by doing something extraordinary which money cannot buy. May be, May be…or maybe not. With this may be and may be not I came back home and wishing that all those persons who make their lives worth living from nowhere have courage and a will to withstand pitiless and harsh destitutions of the life.


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Seek it

Un-censor
Your love
For
God

Seek that
In dark nights
With stars

Seek that
In breaking dawn
With light

Seek that
In poverty
With poor

Seek that
In helplessness
With no-life

Seek that
In disease
With pain

Seek that
In happiness
With joy

Seek that
In love
With own-self

For
He
Is not
Far away

Faith
Is what
He
Wants

Too afraid
Are we
To
Un-censor
Love
For
Him

All
Is
There
Seek it


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A conversation between Desire and Fear (Both inside me)

Desire said; I am inside for ages
Fear replied; you must also know that I am also inside for ages

Desire said; I was dead and gone
Fear replied; because I ruled you, your life is not your life, it is always mine

Desire said; but now I have started to wake from inside
Fear replied; this waking up of yours is not a threat to me as I am very deep rooted

Desire said; if I have to beat you then I must need strength and courage
Fear replied; this can be nullified in no time, I just need to see you in your eyes

Desire said; enough is enough, I know I am now unstoppable; no-body can dim me
Fear replied; are you threatening me?

Desire said; now is the time to crush you forever
Fear replied; showing aggressiveness?

Desire said; also, may be now is the time He listens to me
Fear replied; He can’t, do you remember anything yet favorable from Him

Desire said; well He knows when, what and where to give, and now may be is the time
Fear replied; test Him one more time, you will not succeed, let me advice you

And then fear said:
I have never said you before this thing, because you never looked like beating me
Your dependency on Him is what you always needed; you never tried that, never asked
Your faith on Him, is one which make me weak, make me surrender
Your togetherness is the force which can pierce through me in no time
Well before I will knew it
This is my advice to you for the first time and will never give you again
Remember that a slightest of shift or slip of faith from Him and from your own self
Is what I needed from you, is what I am hoping and have started planning for it
And if that happened
Then I will be back with a vengeance
And then I will reside inside you till the time when tons of earth will be put on you
And even at that time I will not leave you, when you will be in dark surrounded by no one
Never leave Him and your own self
It is where your salvation is, it is where you will belong to Him and your own self
Take my words – choice is yours


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In moments…

Stop living
In moments
Only deprived
Ones
Do so

Serenity
Is
Only in
Consistency
Of
Love
Thoughts
Feelings
From inside
Of you
Excluding
All
Delusions
Uncertainties
Suspicions

Seek
Homogeneity
In life
Passing
And to
Pass

Otherwise
Make yourself
Un-consistent
By living
In
Moments


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Why then…

Love
Is not
Giving

Love
Is not
Taking

Why then
We expect
In
Love?

Hypocrisy
Always
Surrounding
Us

Perceiving
Negativity
In others
Instantly
Ignoring ours
Always
May be…