candidly blunt.

Free Puppet

Sun, 25 Nov 2018 18:18:10 +0000

I seek condition-less love,
I give my hesitant trust.
I ask for limit-less freedom,
while I set unmistakable boundaries in the dust –
for you, for me,
for that person I will never see,
for now my fear rules eve-ry-bo-dy.

My fear that my thoughts will be hijacked,
my past adjusted to fit the mould,
to unblemish my blemished self,
to rework my unworked past.
I curl-up – retract,
letting others dictate my fate,
once without fear,
Now I let my mind vegetate.

I now feign to see light,
where I see it is dark,
I make excuses for injustice,
glorifying the suffering,
blaming the suffe-rer..
Yes, I have become this,
This, visioned-blind,
able yet dis-abled,
understanding the pain,
but ignoring the cause.

A mute bystander,
I clap when asked,
I cry on cue,
While you rip my soul,
MY-soul, into two.
Afraid of living,
terrified of being dead,
Oh! that death which embraced me,
the day I started to fear you,
that “you” which is now me.

Yes, I can proudly say,
I am now a free puppet.

Failing

Sat, 25 Mar 2017 21:18:10 +0000

Lead me to a failure,
a failure that rips me apart.
The brutal the end, the better,
I have to lay foundations to the next start.

The sweet blood will trickle slowly from the wounds of ignorance,
tears will wash away the toil and sweat,
As it liberates me from my own cage,
which I’ve built meticulously to curb my flight.

I’ve told myself -“I possibly can’t”,
I mistrusted my own guiding light,
“No more!”, I thunder in the darkness,
No more will I limit my flight.

Oh this sweet failure,
this end which hails the promise of tomorrow,
It will melt this cage of comfort, complacence and inaction,
and in its flames I will glow.
Only to reveal the infinite promise of failure,
the ephemeral life of a success!

Knowing

Sat, 25 Mar 2017 18:18:10 +0000

In this glorious night,
there is nothing I cannot see,
but for my ignorance!

For I can only know what I know,
and can only see what I see,
while the unseen, unknown,
feed the ignorance within me.

I follow your lead in this glorious night,
believe in you with all my might,
the dawn hits soon enough,
you,
and the dream of you,
vanish in a puff!

For when I bind myself to what I know,
you are not within reach,
when I make knowing limitless,
you are mine to keep!

The Song of Silence

Tue, 31 May 2016 10:18:10 +0000

This song of silence,
which flows like a gentle stream,
yet is still like a humid summer day,
is my companion.

In the melody of its nothingness,
I listen to my inner chatter,
as it watches over me,
completing my notes,
holding my dreams,
lest they should scatter.

I look around for myself,
as this song continues to play-
ignored and forgotten.
This song of life,
the tune of the universe,
like a mirage,
which exists all the time,
yet not existing at all,
this song plays on,
yet is not heard.

This unchanging song,
this omnipresent hymn,
truly listens to me,
never judging,
expressing no doubts.
It caresses my fears,
as I slowly give-in,
and see myself in its nothingness.

The Rebellion

Fri, 20 May 2016 09:18:10 +0000

The last ounce of milk I had,
has turned its back on coffee today,
Not listening to my appeals,
sour, it has decided to stay.

Starting small out of a cup,
the news has spread afar,
“could have been prevented”,
reports the sugar jar.

As this rebellion grows,
suave tea is made the makeshift boss,
jumping to the occasion,
it tells me it’s “sorry” for my loss.

Humble water is boiled and added,
no questions asked,
as I regain control of the day,
I contemplate - will this last?

On Seeking

Wed, 18 May 2016 16:02:10 +0000

When I try to find you,
you lead me astray,
I play your games,
hoping to lose my way.

For I cannot seek the unknown,
till you bring it to life.
For it does not exist,
till I go through this strife.

So come,
play with me again,
entertain me with your tricks,
drown me in your unknown-ness,
immerse me in this styx.

On Giving-up

Fri, 13 May 2016 20:00:12 +0000

Trembling in darkness,
you seek a ray of light.
At brink of dawn you close your eyes,
as you die out of fright.

Giving up is easy,
Giving up is fun.
Giving up seems alright,
when there are big battles to be won.

Tossing between happiness and sorrow,
you go back for more,
You work hard for what you don’t need,
treating life a chore.

When the ship of life becomes a lifeboat,
you live day by day just to stay afloat
Not thinking about what you want
meaninglessness is what you flaunt.

You can change this now,
you can be everything,
there is no play of “luck”,
everyone can be the king!

On Fear

Fri, 13 May 2016 16:59:12 +0000

Wildfire of fear spreads,
burning dreams like helpless hay,
paralyzed we watch,
as listless life drifts away.

Dream, you do,
work, you don’t.
Cry, you do,
help you don’t.

The memory of failure;
The trails of tears across the cheek.
The fear of fear itself,
keeps you from what you seek!

Failing at failing,
we sleep cozy at night,
dreaming of a better tomorrow,
as today slips out of sight.

Do you really know yourself?
the limitless, formless, fearless you?

The one that falls,
only to rise from its ashes,
unbound and carefree?

Be Happy!

Sun, 01 Nov 2015 21:28:12 +0000

Remember that TV commercial,
where your dreams are shown,
trapped in a can of orange soda?

No matter how much you have,
you are asked to “stay hungry” for more,
no life ever fulfilled,
no life ever complete..

Are you happy?
Don’t look around for cues, peek inside.
Don’t deny yourself the happiness of being happy,
the happiness of being YOU.

Be not afraid to smile,
for happiness does not mark the death of ambition.
Take time to look at how far you’ve come,
how you became a better version of yourself,
say “thank you” to yourself (finally)!

Be happy, make happy, do happy, stay happy.

Why we must stop "secularist-shaming" at once

Sat, 31 Oct 2015 21:28:12 +0000

It is out of fashion to be secular (read “sickular”). What does it mean to be “secular”? Why are we averse (to the point of being “sick”) to anybody who identifies themselves as secular? – is the topic of this blog post.

First a confession : I believe that there should be no preferential treatment given to anybody based on their religion, i.e. ..err..yes..I am a secularist.

Being secular means – you believe in equality of all religions, and that you believe in separation of religion from all civil functioning and public education. If someone is averse to seculars, it is implied by the definition, that they believe in preferential treatment of religious communities by the government. However, isn’t this exactly what people behind the “sickular” propaganda are trying to oppose, i.e. they are secularists themselves?!

Now, there have been (and will be) be political groups which are preferential under the garb of secularism (surprise!), this is where the word “secular” gets its bad rep. However, let me break this to you as gently as I can – politicians lie. They lie all the time, they say what you want them to say, but do what they want to do. Believing in truly secular political parties, is like believing in unicorns, neither of these exist. However, this is no reason to taint a perfectly reasonable idea of being secular. More importantly, insult those who are truly secular.

Let’s stop secularist-shaming.