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The Light Of Individualism

Religion and politics have been a source of immense conflict from time immemorial, or to be precise right from the time civilizations came into being. Religion defines one’s way of life and politics determines one’s means of living thus, both are essential for the survival of a civilized man. Religion and politics often find compatibility with each other becoming easy tools for misuse by some self-centered political parties, and individuals as evident in history as well as contemporary politics; especially in India which could be seen as the smaller version of the entire world itself. Diversity is intrinsic to India as drawn from her history with countless occupations taking place, and the occupiers finding place for themselves to flourish and spread along with becoming influenced by the spiritual and philosophical aura characteristic of the Indian civilization; which being the oldest among all the other main civilizations existing in the world.

Hinduism has experienced five thousand …

Eternity And Romance

A song unheard and sweet, it's words carried a meaning capable of bringing about a change in the hearts of countless who are craving for someone to be with till the end of their days. Their hearts have turned coarse and unclean after being betrayed and abused repeatedly just because they thought this world to be an ideal place one often sees in one's dreams. 
She sighed and sang, sometimes in whispers and sometimes in an unrestrained ecstasy so that her voice imbued with the feelings of her heart and mind shall get conveyed to her lover who lives in her wake; such is the passion of youth when one's energy to thrive is at its peak and perrenial but, unable to pass on to one's old age. Thus, perenniality remains with the young and is characteristic of youthfulness. 
When young a man or a woman wishes to conquer everything there is to see and touch in this world only to realize in the end that life is much more, transcending both birth and death not to forget our transie…

The Funny Thing About Cricket

A game of bat and ball in which the bat is made to score centuries, and the ball is made to prevent those centuries from being scored. Both the bowler and the batsman are protagonists of the field, whereas the fielders represent the supporting actors who stand firm for the success of the bowler. As the match progresses the two parties cheering from the pavilion seem to have an upper hand alternatively as per the delivery of the bowler, or shot selection by the batsman. 
The green grass is their stage where the actors perform to their heart’s content with the audience bursting in applause from all sides unlike a film shooting in the sets, or even in a real life location. The azure blue sky bestows its blessing and light during daytime, and the ever bright spotlights after the sun sets so that the little circular ground doesn’t lose its glamour characteristic of a dream dreamt by millions to touch one’s forehead on the sacred earth of the ground.
Cricket has evolved into a dream itself fr…

An Ideal Dream

I was surrounded by friends who accepted me even though I was annoying as they understood it is my very nature; unique to only me. Many a times I kept a beard and sometimes I didn't for a change but none did ever mind because they were my true friends who lived as individuals respecting each other's individuality.

Sometimes I decked my brow with an ochre mark in the shape of a flame; mark of strength and zeal. The mark never mattered as much as my conduct as a human being did so descending from the shore of a temple I was greeted by my friends as I always have been cause the mark of my faith didn't change the man who I am. There was no need for me to adjust neither was there any need for them to do the same cause we were friends. 

I was an individual- free and boundless like the sparrow scrounging and chirping with those of his kind without any expectations to fulfil in order to be with those of his kind. We danced when it rained, sat silent and meditated under a nameless…

The Uncivilised Human

How often we have heard our friend say, especially a male friend particularly talking to another male friend that: "Agar yeh mil jaye na kahi toh iski ma ki ****, vo dekh saali ki g*** kitni mast hai, oye Deepak apun sey panga mat liyo Delhi gangrape suna hai na bhai, bhai dekh hume chahiye c*** tuh kahi sey bhi jugar laga, sala shant betha rehta hai jarur chamar hoga, beta yeh India hai yaha apne hisaab sey jeena guna hai isliye bhai post grad karne Denmark jaunga aor vahi settle ho jaunga, Kaha angrez aor kaha hum tussi Russian prostitute dekhe ho.
Bh***!, Mad******!, Behen****!, Hara*****!, Rund**!, Dalit!, Ma ki ****! are terms which have replaced the very Namaskar and Kaise ho aap thus, becoming an integral part of our vocabulary today. 
There was a time when this sky painted blue by the rays was our world and source of inspiration; gazing at which relieved us from our sorrow and restlessness that results in all the ills we see around us. The sky is nothing much of a treasu…

An Upside Down World

The title may sound confusing and senseless or one may say it is something often heard from old folks who are unable to comprehend the young; the rulers of the present generation. Well, being young anyone would say the old are fools and nothing more than a big hindrance on our path to glory and change which if subjected to further rumination one is prone to this realisation that they are not completely wrong in opposing the young.
The open and way too liberal culture of the west, especially the Hippie movement of the 1960s have become a source of tremendous inspiration when it comes to rebellion against social norms and codes of conduct that govern a particular society. The young brimming with energy and vitality are always eager to correct what they think to be wrong; so terms like change, rebellion, revolution allure them like blooming flowers allure bees. Many a times driven by impulse they fail to respect and understand other people's views and thinking though fighting for in…

India: Discovering Sex

The entire nation stood up together at the time of the tragic Nirbhaya ordeal so that the perpetrators face the consequence befitting their heinous crime. The word ''Nirbhaya'' has become so common that reporters and editors often include it whenever writing a news report on rape and murder; indicating that brave girl who fought till the end opening the eyes of the ignorant at the national level.
 Many term this age of technology and development as Kalyug: rife with conflict and turmoil both within and without the lives of the ordinary people. The way our society is treating its women who are the foundation of any society across the globe, and even in other planets where through sexual reproduction life is introduced (though they may not be termed as woman there) proves that Kalyug is at its peak whose roots have dug deep, and are still aiming to dig deeper. 
Indian songs which are being composed (though not all) in order to gain fame by gratifying the impulse of the …

World Cup

India beat Australia by 36 runs, instilling a sense of tough competition amongst all the other teams contesting in the World Cup. The pacers Bhuveneshwar Kumar and Jasprit Bhumrah made an immediate name after the match with Australia through their skilful and fast bowling. Fearsome batsman such as Aaron Finch and David Warner, not to forget Steve Smith and Glenn Maxwell who have a knack for hitting the ball in all directions for fours and sixes failed to show their form in front of India's outstanding bowling. 
Kuldeep didn't turn out as successful as he had been with South Africa but Chahal filled the gap by taking the wicket of seemingly ominous Glenn Maxwell. This match proves that India has prepared well, and may turn out to be heavy on New Zealand which is an equally strong team compared to Australia. The World Cup somehow has the power to draw even those who never watch a cricket match; the players whose names reside at the tip of our tongues suddenly become known in a …

Rebellion Kissed By Violence

A huge statue of Buddha in a meditative posture proudly beckons to us to achieve the same state of life that he had through his sacrifice and tenacity ; so that not only those of his generation but many more to come in the future which includes us can become happy or enlightened and thus enjoy the benefits in not only one birth but forever.

The purpose of every man on this earth is happiness; it is the primary or only motive behind every deed or accomplishment a man aims in his life.
A man who adores gangsters seeks happiness through murder, burglary, fear, power and a silver coated gun in his hand whose bullets never end. He looks for happiness in such a way of life though one can only see misery, pain and rage.
A prostitute seeks happiness through her vagina, and pleasure granted by men of the same mind as her is where salvation lay, she thinks. She sacrifices her beautiful body for happiness but all one can see is misery and helplessness.
Robin Williamson, gifted with the rare ben…


Celebrity, Obsession,Reflection

She pirouetted on the world stage shining like a goddess who has descended from the moon on the earth. Her face fairer than the fairest, her lips redder than any rose that has blossomed on this earth and her eyes: as if the once azure blue sky of a pollution free spring. Her every move gifted a profound meaning to the consciousness of millions who witnessed her in awe. Her physical form was perfect enough to drive any man whether a fool or wise, muscular or skinny, extremist or pacifist towards her knees and beg her to be his forever. 
She never paid heed to the fact that her physical form is bound to get destroyed like this very planet which had once taken birth; even if she survives for a hundred years through prayers and good health, she will die the very next day. Thus, her physical form disappearing into oblivion. 
Death can take you when you're an infant,
death can take you when you're sixteen,
death can take you when you&#…

Author Of Authors

What is good karma and what is bad karma?           

I bring ruin to a man and snatch away all his wealth and status- Isn't this victory?
I defeat him in a duel, and raise my arms high beckoning to the gods to take notice of my rise- Isn't this glory?
I abuse him from the bottom of my heart,and think I have shed all that murky I possess within assuming myself to be free and at ease- Isn't this bliss?
I cut my wrist with a blade in order to suppress the mental pain through my own created physical pain; as I realised the love of my life was just an illusion- Is this love?

A poet discovers the subtle aspects unseen in one's day-to-day life from the simplest of conversations to the most complex of conflicts. This subtle nature unrecognised by an ordinary man holds supreme value, and is considered to be beyond ordinary; thus poets are not found in the ordinary world but in a world of their own. He jots down his discovery by drawing colours from the ever beautiful nature…

Renaissance Of Peace

A young boy of nineteen who resided in the rich land of colours, faiths and cultures sought a path less travelled by or as he believed a path travelled by none before him. The path neither led to glory and fame nor to fortune and pleasure as a secular average man may think. The path was laden with pointed-edged pebbles and thorns plucked from the stem of a bouquet of pink roses; which have transformed the once small patch of land into a garden welcoming to the eyes. He dared to walk on the path, severing his legs then while crawling his hands too. He looked solemnly at his palms which bled profusely, but continued nevertheless as this six foot vessel of ours is bound to get destroyed, and mix with the very earth on which I stand and dream today. 

If we move from metaphor to reality, you'll recognise the path as everyday life; the thorns and pebbles being your karma and people full of deceit. The young boy, tortured physically and mentally from dawn to dusk for sages and bodhisatt…

Severe Addiction

The prospect of smoking, taking drugs with weed being the most accessible, cheap and popular. Thinking of porn as the best profession in which you can earn money from pleasure and become famous at the same time through today's technology by satisfying the eyes of many seeking gratification. Though, none will ever desire for an autograph still at least many will see you perform your act, won't they?

This addiction is what in which all of us are trying to find something meaningful which we are unable to experience in our day-to-day mundane endeavours; whether in school, college, office, home, family, beau, friend, car, mansion, wealth- the list extends to infinity. Addiction is a route of escapism as our mind is hard to control, and is the reason behind all our sufferings and sorrow. So in order to escape the restlessness we become suffused in one form of addiction or another. 

The lifeless sky may appear Crimson bright as if gazing at the setting sun from the shore of an endle…