Sing

Caged, crippled and captured, but the hopeful bird never forgets to sing.

No matter how many times storms shook her spirit, still she sings.

Slavery couldn’t shake her dreams, because she lives to sing.

Every day sunshine rejuvenates her features, again she sings.

Her alluring wings lost their strength, nevertheless she sings.

Dark clouds may frighten her for a moment,  yet she sings.

You may pause her lofty flight, even then she sings.

She wisper, but you fail to listen to the mystery … what does she sing?

“You may cage me forever, still I’ll sing, sing and sing!

You don’t have the power to take away this magical gift of my Creator!”

Caged? Crippled? Captured?

Dear, be the Bird, because you are endowed with exceptional gift of Life. All the boundaries shatter, once you transcend the cages your mind creates for you! So sing…

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Flame

I am the flame within you.

I am the light of wisdom which dissipates your darkness of illusionary ignorance.

I burn your hatered, anger, jealousy and fear and lead you to blissful enlightenment.

I teach you to melt the hardened feelings of your heart and become compassionate and selfless.

I am the source of meditation which you seek in the times of miseries.

I am that strength which blazes injustice and tyranny.

I am a spark that can lighten the entire universe.

I am hope, which pulls you up every time you fall down into the pits of hopelessness.

I am your voice. I am your feeling. I am your life. I am within you. Just look deeper. Flame or fire, you will come to know.

 

Shakti (Strength)

Inner strength is revolutionary in changing the course of a person’s transient and momentous life. But what’s the origin of this intangible strength or Shakti of Life, which motivates us to cling on to this mysterious journey? Look deeply around and within.

Our breath keeps us alive, transporting oxygen to our blood and allowing organs to function. Deep breathing not only relieves stress, but also purifies us internally.

Self-dignity and self-confidence empower us to stand up for ourselves and also against injustice. They bring out the “best version” of us. That hidden us, which we haven’t realised!

What makes people cross mountains, oceans, reach stars or decode the mysteries?  It’s faith.  Faith that whatever adversities or failures you may face, they’ll make you mighty and headstrong.

Nature is the ultimate source of blissful vigor.  A flock of birds crossing the sky,  an ant toiling hard, mountains and oceans. Inspiring, blissful and real.

Sunshine spreads the ray of hope in your life. It fills the darkness with shining possibility of a new day.

Truth could be bitter, harsh or unpleasant, but it unleashes the realities of life. It emancipates the truthful with a inexplicable  strength to even fight the world.

God is the protector, creator and destructor of this unuverse. He’s the truthful, supreme and ultimate source of strength. He guides us and shows us the correct path in the form of our own Conscience. Contemplate and listen to the Soul, which can lead us to the eternal truth and save us from destruction.

Selfless benevolence can change this world. Smiles and laughter are contagious. Spread it to those who need them, and see the spreading magic.

Let’s share this massive power within us to everyone around us. Let us become an ocean of positivity and a ray of hope to dispel the darkness of this universe.

 

Shivoham

SHIVOHAM – I am the Supreme being (Shiva)– the eternal truth. This is the main idea which classical Hindu philosophy propounds.

If you realise that the soul within you is pure, eternal and indestructible, then you become fearless. No fear of death, misery, pain or sufferings can surround you.

We need to realise that the hope within us, keeps us strong. The one who realises this truth becomes devoid of agony and ignorance.

No negative vibration can even touch you. You are pious,  you are the strength and you are the ultimate Truth.

Meditation makes us realise the various layers of our own mind. We need to discover ourselves first before entangling in this illusionary world. No one can escape Death, but very few live to the fullest.

The immense joy in oneself is the true realisation of the Creator. True celebration, where even tears roll down out of mirth not pain. Blissful and tranquil.

Om.

Raindrops

Drop. Music? Life? Or more?

Raindrops reveal their undiscovered story of magnificent existence.

They enter the magnificent sky, like zygote by fusion, but out of undiscovered mysteries. Mysterious and magical, they are the stupendous creations of the Almighty.

Their journey could be termed brief, just like ours. Remarkably, the trajectory is exceptional though. They travel with passion and fall with elegance. A magical orchestra of emotions touch human hearts. They never judge you, and open their wide hands for you! Whether you be living or lifeless, young or old, rich or poor, they touch and kiss you with tenderness. How impartial and affectionate they are!

They begin their expedition with their materialistic dreams from the sky but end up merging with the soil. They perish but invite Death with a big smile. They have no regrets, they have enjoyed and played their parts. Selfless contribution with sacrifice is what they always stood for.

Raindrops. Not inanimate, but more than life. If you desire to feel them, open your heart, and celebrate with them this paranormal magical journey of Life! Inspiration blooms.

 

 

Mountains

These vast mountains are the abodes of strength, power, life and wisdom. Ancient, but so wise!

They stand tall and fight all the odds of weather- exceptionally firm and unfaltering, their hope never dies, they never fall down! They always hopefully touch the infinite sky. As if dreams are uplifted by their sharp peaks.

They teach me faith— faith in the very beautiful vast existence of aesthetic nature. Powerful, magical and enigmatic. The very existence of the Almighty can be experienced by looking at these strong pillars, symbolizing the powerful Shiva, who even resides in us. They are the reminders of the same intristic power, represented outwardly.

Living with dignity, with head held high in the air, rooted deep down the earth with humility, covered with peaceful snow and surrounded by fresh lively air. They are immense sources of deep motivations. Only the human eyes need to be stretched too far to get the mystical glimpse. They speak in whispers secretly to me, but metitatively they speak so much that they touch my soul.

I am INNOCENT

You hear me for the last time.

I do not know who gave me this life, but what I know is that I need to live on. With the rising sun, every day is a new hope for me to continue. Like you I fear death, each second I am afraid of the darkness I may enter into. Still, I breathe the common fresh air, relish food with my family and most importantly, look at this wonderful yet baffling world with my innocent eyes! Some enigma inside me wishes never to give up until the natural Death knocks at my doorsteps.

Do you think I am like you?

Then I pity you for being highly mistaken! Today is the last day of my life and you are responsible for it!

You may call me a GOAT, but I am more than a GOAT.

I am a living soul. I have a heart that flushes blood throughout my body. I have limbs that make me mobile. I have a mysterious mind that desires for freedom.  Am I different from you?

Who gave you the authority to end my life? Did you create me? Did you make this body and added emotions into it? You are not potent enough to create or destroy me. I am not your toy and my life is not a game. You are not the Almighty and you never can be. Who are you to pass this “judgment” upon me?

You say, I am your “sacrifice” to your God. But do you have the guts to kill yourself or your family as sacrifice to God? You kill my family first. You make me helpless by letting me see this heinous butchery before death. You use me as an object of purifying of your “evil sins.” Is this what my purpose is? You don’t even know what your purpose is!

Why do you carry guns when tigers and lions attack you or your kids? Why do you attack them? You should let them butcher you like you do to me… your life is precious and mine is not?

Unfortunately I was not lucky enough to have secured a place to be worshipped in history. That does not mean you got a licence to kill me.

It might be very easy for you to kill me and take the defence of killing me mercifully. But you do not kill me. You kill my emotions. You kill my Life, which you are incapable of understanding (you call yourself intelligent? So weak you are!). You kill a creation of God. Yes, HE was the one who gave me this LIFE and HE was the one to end it! You killed HIS CREATION and went against his NATURAL WILL.

You say my feast will bring barkat to you. But I wish to CURSE you before my death… This curse can never be escaped. How will you face God after you are dead? You never know where you will go! But one thing, always remember in mind! BEWARE of me. I will remain forever with you, every second and every moment of YOUR Life.

Each day of your Life, will be like the day I feel today. Darkness will surround you and this will be “sacrifice” in true sense– because I am innocent, but you are not. That makes the ENTIRE DIFFERENCE!

Today I stand helpless by just raising my voice. But my dear killer, always remember this. You were the one who once lived in caves and craved for LIFE. So terrible and helpless you were then. And now I wait for that day of EVOLUTION, when I will RETURN and take my revenge and finally complete this ‘incomplete sacrifice’…