the journey of life...

there is a reason why ages mix and coexist. that is how experiences are shared. this is how we learn. this is how the dying live and living die. I believe this is how extremes are normalised. this is how the depressed see the bright side of life and the excited ones get to see the depth of life. after all, it is just a journey. everyone is just passing through with the liked ones and the disliked ones too. interesting though. brings the idea of a metro in mind. you don't always get to sit with likeable passengers. you like some. you hate most. still you make that journey. still you stay in the same bus - coz you have to pass through. you have to make that journey. and you make that journey peacefully. while being content with everyone around you. the journey of life demands the same contentment. the same peace - within and without. share, learn, grow and smile. that's the best gift you can give back to life... :)

Do You Remember?

we used to talk
even when we were broke
we used to have fun 
at night and under the sun 
you, me, all of us, together 
any of that, do you remember? 
we used to cycle throughout the town 
used to take turns to pedal each other around
we used to go for walks
used to race up to mountain tops 
that adventure, that adrenaline rush 
those secrets we used to have 
the way in front of all we used to shush 
those sittings around the fire place 
the stories we always told, whatever the case 
in foggy nights, the fire flies we used to chase
how amazed we used to get at their gaze  
you and me and all of us, together
any of that, do you remember? 
it all comes back to me 
every year, each December 
and I but only wonder 
any of that, if you too, remember
how we used to be 
you, me, all of us, together

Our Life!

Life! A miracle they say. Miracle indeed. Of love, of hate. Of light, of darkness. Of relations, of strangers. Of truth, of lie. Of pain, of bliss. Of you, of me. To sum it all up – of contradictions. Yes. Life is a miracle of contradictions. But then where do all these contradictions stem from and how are we humans supposed to make our way through them? Or maybe life is nothing but a vast field of question marks. Who? Where? Why? When? How? Questions that nourish contradictions. Questions that help us find our way through those contradictions. This makes sense. Life, a miracle of never ending questions! Questions that continue to pop up and continue to lead us through. It has to be questions, for life certainly has nothing to do with answers. It’s these questions that make us aware of a missing answer somewhere and then we set out on the quest to discover it. Isn’t this what the best of us have always been doing? Setting out to discover an answer to some particular question? How many of them succeeded? None actually. The ones who got very close to discovery are the ones we remember most. There would be uncountable others who we do not even know about; only because they couldn’t get too far in their search. Wait. This, then, transforms the dimension of life. It is not about contradictions or questions; it is about the struggle to find the answers. Yes, it is. Life! A miracle of continuous struggle! A struggle to reach. To find. To win. To achieve. To understand! That’s true. That’s what we all are doing actually. Struggling! You have your own set of desirables that you are struggling towards. I have my own. So does everyone else around us and everyone far away from us. We are all running and fighting and pushing and toiling. All struggling. In an illusion that it will get us somewhere, to someone, to something. Will it? Has it ever? No. It’s an illusion that is born with every human and then in the same delusion that human leaves. There are no questions. There are no answers. Nothing to win. Nothing to lose. There is only you. There is only me. There is only this time. This dimension. This space. There is only we. Now. Tomorrow, we will not be. Your struggle will be left stranded. So will be mine. We are all individual specs travelling through life. Our paths are nothing more than a mere segment of one dashed line in a collection of hundreds of millions of similar dashed lines. That is what our life is. A miracle! Indeed.

Your definition, My definition!

It was the urge to discover my self which dawned the realization that my definition does not evolve from any science. Neither can I be defined by any phenomena or syndrome.
My intellect is unique, my spirit is unmatched - I am nothing but a miracle, a miracle of my Creator!
And, in this process of self discovery, another beautiful realization was the discovery of everyone around me. Everyone, including you!
You, too, are nothing but an equally supreme creation - unique in intellect, unmatched in spirit! Nothing but a miracle!
Miracle is what we all are, together, able of doing all the wondrous things. That is what our only definition is! That is what you and I are!

Silent & Loud Thoughts!

There used to be a silence inside. Once. But then something happened. Something intense. The silence consumed the whole and took over. Now there is silence outside. And inside? The inside is loud! But clear. And this blog? This blog is an attempt to share those clear, loud thoughts through stories - short and shorter!

You are encouraged not only to comment on the posts but also to share your silent and (or) loud stories.

Together we can learn and grow compassionately!