Friday, March 6, 2015

The way it happens!


'Life' is an option given to every living beings to experience the versatility of earth. To luxuriate, one has to have abundant financial platform. Money supplements nutrition to the life and gives access to plethora of pleasure. In general, people look at ‘money’ as a parameter to judge a person’s success and efficiency as a human being!

'Luxury' has scope of application in various facets of daily life needs. People compete each other for an extra bite of worldly resources. One’s triumph is in turn another’s misfortune as it disturbs the balance of average distribution of resources per human. Majority of world population are underexposed to the finest possibilities of earth-life. They remain shuttling around the vicious circle of basic life needs which no longer end and keep on inheriting to the next generation.
The transitory tenants called mankind dictated to be the owners of the land. The vast world has been strategically divided into diverse nations and further subdivided into states and districts. Eventually these boundaries toughen one’s natural rights to access to the whole sphere. There are people who don’t manage even to come out of a hundred mile radius in lifetime! There are places and persons to explore across the globe than to contentedly settle down in a loop; people easily and happily term it as 'fate'.
People hypocritically change and sacrifice their perceptions and preferences to be consistently safe with mediocre-living. When each human pass by a life, goes though the opulence of the planet by pleasing five sensory organs. ‘Maslow’s pyramid of human needs’ substantiates the logic behind everyone’s greed.  

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

When it rains..!


When it rains after a protracted summer, love fallen water droplets romance with starved and greedy soil resulting in emanation of an unearthly but earthy aroma. This aromatic incitement induced her natural instincts to gel with and stick to her illusive better-part of opposite gender. 

She’s a bit edgy being biologically ‘single’, as she may have to surmount one more Monsoon without having an own man to lean on to, to lie down with and to fuss over, to dig the scent of love out of her.

She inhaled the tasty earthen air and remained listening to the irregular thunderbolts which kept on challenging the blackness of the pouring night. Every living beings are eligible for the symphonic lullaby composed by the band called 'rainstorm'. 

Her unconscious mind supplemented evil thoughts to fuel her ignited desires and tweaked her in to a fantasy of her favorite dreams. Her oblivious body posture at ease on the spongy bed resembled her default posture at her mother’s womb during her inception. 

No manually woven worries dared to infiltrate in to her slumber-furnace to distract it's decorum. 

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Clean India!



Pollution is humane and no other creature or plant is capable of dirtying the planet. It has been often heard that human beings are not the sole landlords of earth. We got the ‘kind license’ to live in here as kings by default. We made numerous organisms’ life dejected and viciously challenged the balance of Mother Nature. As generations pass by, we filch and debase immeasurable amount of natural resources on the ground of conceited opulence and egocentricity. If this trend continues, earth will be transformed to a mars soon – ironically it’s termed as ridiculous ‘mission to Mars’.  

Over last few decades, Indians have been flecked for their sense of untidiness. Stereotypes have been formed amongst western foreigners that majority of the Indians live in insalubrious slums and they do not even bother how filthy the living surrounding is. We are accustomed to pollution and badly comfortable with this societal style of living by ignoring the significance of spick and span-living. 

Wherever you are at this point of time, If you just observe your surroundings, no matter whether you’re at your bed room or at railway station or at a vegetable market or at public toilet of a bus station or at the BOH area of any famous restaurant or on the college ground or on the street near to your apartment or at your private toilet, you can find numerous examples for our sense of untidiness. We have a natural mindset to ignore and live by polluted surrounding. 

One of the major reasons for depression found in those who live in city is pollution and untidy surrounding. To respect and save nature, we should have long term vision which will only be initiated from someone with high degree of personal sense of hygiene which begins at home and then from the neighborhood. We need to build a generation who cannot sleep in a room filled with cockroaches and embellished with cobwebs, who cannot walk in a street with muddy water all around which is mixed with cigarette packets and other scraps, who will not travel in a public bus which has dirt on the floor base and dust besmeared on the seating and daggy uniform of the conductor, who will avoid using train journeys for having the sexual organs or postures illustrated on the filthy toilet wall based out of someone’s creepy carnal desire, who will not fornicate with the spouse who wouldn’t take bath twice a day, who will starve if the food make found to be unhygienic, who would refuse to accept a hand shake from poorly groomed persons, who would evade from those who smoke in public, who would never visit again to a restaurant which served food with flees flying above it, who would turn depressed seeing own higgledy-piggledy dress closet till it gets set right, who walks for a few meters in search of a dustbin to drop his chewing gum ball, who will refuse to use own bath soap until he removes own stripes of hair stuck on it and someone who keenly wish to keep own environment clinically clean. 

We need to eat vegetable free from poison, need to drink sole H2O, need to eat good food free from contamination and adulteration, need to breathe fresh oxygen flows out of green leaves of all around, need to use crystal clean utensils for daily purposes, need to see people around with simple living style and high standards of cleanliness.

India’s PM’s new initiative will motivate billions to look into this shameful social practice and to correct it on systematic basis. Let’s bring about standards in our own surroundings to make our lives more beautiful. Let’s honor and inculcate the sense of cleanliness to the fullest and start being civilized.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Life goes on..!


While he was a school bee, through every Saturday night, he underwent 'liberation' from sharp worldly clutches. As it creates an overwhelming state of sedation in anticipation of freedom in due, on the coming day to invest some time out of his lifespan at wandering around his sensual and nonsensical virtuality. He wished to be isolated and blocked himself from highly sophisticated radars around. His temporary escapism ...stood hair strips away from sadism and insanity. He was active in loneliness and off amidst crowd. He started recognizing that most mysterious fact in the universe lies within which requires immediate attention. The best thing which he felt that he could do for himself was to unleash the most pampered but buried component within; no matter how creative or destructive it was.

But, he was strictly taught by his well-wishers to ditch off some of his in born drives which the majority of others found disgusting. Quietly he found out that this is an utmost toughest place to survive and thus either to run or ruin! He practiced to ignore his inner voice perennially and for that he was appreciated and honored. He went by trends than of his intents. When he came out of his natural motives, others positively labelled him as 'matured'. Whenever his confused dilemmas tried overlapping his furnished empire, he blacked those out referring the predefined guidelines formed by the rest. It was safe for him to journey through the pragmatic path ushered by reputed humans. He adored most popular mistakes and which governed him into better applications of societal life.

He drove his life as per the formulae derived by his so called successful predecessors, even though he was not obvious but oblivious on spending his mechanical energy. He sacrificed his intellectual preferences for sake of his well wishers and opponents. Eventually he became an expert in self marketing which gifted him better roles to play in the drama. He extremely focused to not to recover from the intoxication he was in. Followed by every biological breath, he dedicated his thoughts and actions for his travel mates.

One fine day, while his nostrils stopped recycling the air, he heard a symphony in identification of his own soul. That moment challenged to seize the supreme potency he was gifted with and it got evaporated into the absolute nothingness. His soul departed as just how he was born. An undesirable transition without pursuit of transformation demanded another journey to the earth!

Monday, September 8, 2014

Shree Narayana Guru (Nanu)!





The Brahmin community withheld the rights to Vedanthas from the rest, for millenniums which in turn happened to be the key reason of unawareness amongst Hindus about own religion. Majority of Hindus are in oblivion as they fail finding apposite reasoning for their innate belief, including me. For generations, they get engrossed with superstitious thoughts and actions by default.  Thus, they crawl in obscurity without even knowing ‘what is god?’ 


‘The Guru’ was a torch held spiritual reformer who tried nullifying the aftermaths of caste system in Hinduism and the categorical monopoly of Brahmins towards Vendanta and religious affairs. He denounced the fallacies associated with the caste system. Caste system was incorporated by the mid of ‘Dwapara yuga’ and this bifurcation was made in the basis of four main stream professions which was existed in the civilization of that time. As centuries passed, caste began to be inherited rather than getting acquired by merit or attributes.  Unfortunately this separation sneaked into the spiritual facet also which caused building an indestructible barricade in the social order which made so called lower caste’s life miserable over the time. Various castes and sub-caste lead their life as per customized versions of customs and rituals correspondingly. As a result, the word ‘caste’ kept on acquiring vindictive meanings. During ancient times, non-Brahmins were prohibited to get exposed to Vedanta and Upanishads; lower castes were cast off from versatility of the societal bliss. I heard that none of the Vedas mentioned about Casteism! At the end, Swami Adisankaran was enlightened that caste system was manmade and its social definition in existence is bizarre. Swami Vivekanandan and Raja Ram Mohan Roy too tried to abolish ‘un-touchability‘ and to stamp out the weird notion about Casteism; the poisoning caused to the world's eldest religion. 


At present, for any socio religious affairs castes and communities are being considered and society is both the beneficiary and sufferer of this mechanism.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Down fall of tear drops!


Dad rang me and told, ‘It’s wretched. Monsoon is deadly destructive this time; we lost everything in the farm. It’s hell in here!’ 

I am far away from my native. No sign of rain but only dark smoke and blurred dust around. Chilly weather is the only sugared part in Bangalore; and i am adored to this clime very much.

But, I feel like to be in Keralam now, in home. There will be no power supply from tree-fall of burly wind and rainfall, so no TV or internet. There will be no sign of sun in sky. I will be simply sitting on chair at the foyer alone whole the day! Listening to the varieties of music made by water, animals and birds. Then, seeing around the house, the wet green-nature in dull mist. I think, it tastes better than any movies run at the multiplex theaters. Sometimes I will be having long chit-chats with my Grandpa, dad, mom, uncles etc.; kind of recalling about the lovable past or any heartening topics! :'( 

Walking across the village with my red colored umbrella with my friends and cousins, climbing mountains at a breathe of the purest oxygen! Having 4 times homely-rations a day makes me the happiest man. Also, Reading books, dozing off whenever I feel like to.  Painting in cool clammy climate, watching kids playing football on the muddy paddy-field-ground in front of my home, hearing frogs crying aloud from over-filled wells and from orange colored water-streams would really been an intriguing part of my life. Thereafter a deep siesta under chunky and spongy bedspread with 2 pillows (one under head and another between my legs) and hearing thunder-bolts often, then rolling left and right on bed at my utmost freedom and lightening of feelings hidden inside. I feel like to hear the pour-down of rain-drops from scaffolding on to the courtyard audibly. That’s living. A great feel of being me. I miss it now...... ;'( 

If i got fever, then it's going to be the most glorious time. I don't even bother to get up from bed. My mom will be in-charge of me henceforth including the spoon-feed of hot rice-soup. 'A course of shivering feverish-days at home with mom'. When will those days come again!?

Monday, July 29, 2013

The infinite!


Nature is an utmost disciplined and responsible parent who even does forfeit own life before children's mountainous necessities. It has traits of a loving mother like tolerance, sacrification, tranquility and inbuilt drive to nurture the offspring.

Most wondrous elements in nature are not 'the seen'. Instead, those are the violent potency locked within. Nature's patience is the ultimate mystery!

In broader aspect, existence of a 'mustard-sized' sphere with unimaginable vulnerability which revolves around a 'boiled ball of plasma' for countless millenniums with accurate rhythm is above any scientific reasoning and beyond our imaginary horizon. This horizon will be much familiar a mirage for every human as we have been visioning it at a hairy distance but to get lost in oblivion as there is no room for a path ahead.
Everything around us in nature are magically balanced. Every pages of encyclopedias remind us the skills of the creator. Behind every fortune we enjoy, there is a mortiferous danger hidden which remains as the most enigmatic secret; wherein all questions die unanswered.

Any minute variance likely to be occurred to nature's sequenced antique-functioning may unlock the hidden horror in nature ensuing final sabotage!

To me, every earthquake, volcano, Tsunami, drought, flood etc we have seen to date sounded like gentle reminders; the discharge of mother nature's a few drops of tear. Those 'petty' calamities never petrified me but generated nothing more than devotion to the mother nature for her tolerance.

Let's be gratified to the mother-nature for the scheduled seasons and balanced facilitation which extends to every cells with micro-perfection.

The art of creator is called science. But, manual science has no substantiation behind the inception happened even before the big-bang!