Wednesday, December 8, 2010

THE BEGINNING


I was looking out through the window. An old man was sitting under the street light pole. He was eating something and enjoying his food. Here I am sitting in an AC cabin with executive class food served on the table but still not able to enjoy it.

The Old Man was poor and I am rich. I have a good house to live and chauffer driven car for traveling. The Old Man is not having anything. With torn clothes and long yellow beard that danced in the wind. I don’t know what made him so happy.

I decided to go down and talk to him.

When I went down, the Old Man had finished his sumptuous feast, which appeared to be some waste foods taken from garbage bin. I was hesitant to shake hands with him, as he was dirty and stinky. I decided to start the talk:

“Hello”

The Oldman didn’t respond. He was searching for something in his bag.

I again said “ Hello uncle”

This time he looked at me. He appeared to be not happy with my approach.

“ How are you?”

“I am what I am. No need to enquire about me.” The Old Man retorted angrily.

Now I understood. I am not dressed to the occasion. May be he doesn’t like rich people.

I removed my blazer and gifted it to the Old man.

He was happy with the gift and readily accepted it.

He was looking at me with suspicion. Who is this person ? What does he want?

Though I was really hesitant to touch that man, now since he is covered with my blazer, I gently touched him and asked him to be comfortable.

I asked the Old Man, “ Uncle, can you tell me about yourself. I want to know about you and how you are feeling happy, though you don’t have any place to live and no good food to eat”.

The Old Man didn’t like my question. “ Hey, don’t disturb me. I have nothing to say to you. You are interrupting my work. I have to reach the railway station before the next train comes. I have to earn something for the day. Clear off”.

Gratitude was not in his dictionary, I thought. I had given him my costly blazer and the next moment he is clearing me off. This was not expected. However I decided to watch the Old Man for the day and what he is going to do.

I tracked him silently without his knowledge to the railway station. A busy place where you will find lot of beggars, street vendors, amongst passengers. The Old Man went and sat beside the gate. He took some cloth from his bag and spread it in front of him. Then he took out one instrument from his bag. It appeared to be a musical instrument with some strings attached over a hexagonal box. The box appeared to be hollow. He started playing the instrument. It sounded more like a guitar. The music that flowed from the instrument started catching the attention of the passengers. People started throwing coins to him.

After sometime, the Old Man started counting his earning. It seemed he has made a good collection. He was really happy with his effort. He started packing his bag and started walking. I started following him. He was walking towards the west point of the city. I was wondering what he is going to do with his earning that too in west point where only elite people of the city go for shopping. He was walking very fast. It seems he wants to reach his goal very fast.

He reached the City School Campus. There was an orphanage run by a charity organization in the school campus. He went inside the orphanage and donated all his earnings in the charity box kept in the office room.

I was really stunned by his action. How he can donate his whole day earning by foregoing his needs… It’s really astonishing.

I am earning lakhs in a month and not even ready to a pay a single penny to anyone. I was really ashamed. The Old man was happy and he was enjoying life after sacrificing what ever he is earning. I am sad even after saving whatever I am earning and also after accumulating and investing and what not. I was running behind money and I was dying behind money. Money gave me luxury, which I was not able to enjoy. Money took away my peaceful life, my sound sleep and my happy life. I understood onething. While making money, you have to forego peace of mind.

I am afraid of money. The act of the Old Man spoke loud about the reason why he was happy. I didn’t need any more explanation from him. From today onwards I will start a new life. A new life of giving. A new life of sacrifice. A new life of contentment.

I decided to start an orphanage with the name “ My Peaceful life”.

This is not the end but the beginning.

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Monday, September 21, 2009

FEEL THE POWER OF GOD


I feel God through the wind that blows in

I feel God through the warmth in the fire.

I feel God through the tides that splash in

I feel God through the beating of my heart.


I often think of the power that’s with in me

I often think of the powers that’s outside me

The power that never stops, the power that never sleeps

The world is driven by the power that’s eternal


When I move out in scorching heat of summer

The heat of the sun makes me feel that power

When I move out in chilling cold of winter

The coldness makes me feel that power


The gentle breeze that flutters the leaves

The powerful storm that destroys the world

The powerful earthquake that shatters buildings

All that makes me felt that power


The earth is moving around the sun

The sun is rotating on its own

The stars are shining in the sky

Eternal power makes it happen


We think of God through our Mind

We think of God during our worship

But God is present wherever we go

We don’t have to search for him


With the small movement of finger

With the smell of flowers and smell of dirt

With the sight of ants moving in row

The power of God is felt everywhere.


Gods within us, Gods outside us

What makes us see all these,

What makes us feel all these

Its nothing but the power of God


The worship of God is nothing but a reminder

Not to forget the power that’s driving us through

The power of God keeps us alive

Without which nothing is possible


The power in a person who does the good deeds

The power in a person that destroys the world

The power in a saint and the power in a criminal

It’s the same power that we identify with God

It’s god that creates the evil and the ugly

It’s god that creates the dirt and the worst

But the same God creates the beautiful people

And the same God creates the beautiful flowers


It’s still a mystery as to why the world is created

It’s still a mystery as to why the world is moving

But when we search of God and worship God

Please remember that we can feel God.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

INSANE WORLD

INSANE WORLD

 

The world is there

Laughing at me

What have I done?

I don’t know

 

When I went to the shop downstairs;

The Shopkeeper was laughing at me.

When I was traveling in the town bus;

The man sitting next to me was laughing at me.

 

I don’t know what made them laugh.

I don’t know what they have seen funny.

But one thing was for sure;

They were all laughing at me.

 

I was thinking what’s wrong with me,

I asked my friends what’s wrong with me,

I asked my colleagues what’s wrong with me,

Without saying anything they laughed at me.

 

 

Things were getting tougher.

I was getting stressed.

I wanted to know the reason.

I was really helpless.

 

When I was sitting on the park bench,

I saw a person crying desperately.

I went and asked him what the reason is.

He told he doesn’t know the reason.

 

I found out there is nothing wrong with me.

I found out there is something wrong with the world.

Here everyone laughs without reason

And everyone cries without reason.

 

The world here is insane

The People are insane

Am I the only sane person?

It’s Perception that rules this World.

 

Sunday, November 16, 2008

From far away my home is calling

From far away my home is calling

I feel the pain, it's so deep

I hear the sound from inside

My heart is weeping loudly

 

I want to go home, but my home is far away

I live here to work and work here to live

The smell of that land, the warmth in the air

I miss the feel day by day

 

Life is monotonous

Nothing is Charming

I am living on expectations

To visit my home one day

 

Gone are those days

When I roamed in my home town

Passing time in parks and

Eating out with friends

 

Now though there are friends

They are far away

And though there are parks

They are lifeless for me

 

I have to go  home

To see what has changed

If nothing has changed

Then why had I changed

 

I was watching full moon

Spreading its light inside my room

Through the windows wide open

Though my mind was wandering in my home town

 

Suddenly it came

Flashing in my mind

It is this moon

Whom I watched from my home

 

Memories mellowed out

I was still feeling the touch

The window is still open

And the moon is still there.

 

Hope gives us light

Light is still coming 

I enjoyed watching moon 

He is smiling at me.

 

Saturday, November 1, 2008

DREAM YOUR LIFE

I searched for my dreams

To find the true pleasure

But nothing was found 

Still I craved for it

 

Sleep showed me no dreams…

I begged for it..

But nothing was visible…

It was dark and thick ….

 

I expected some light

Though it didn’t come

I thought dreams will open my mind.

I was searching for my dreams.

 

Dreams will show me what my mind beckons…

Dreams will show me what I want to become..

Dreams will add light to my expectations…

It was dreams that I was waiting for…

 

Alas! one fine day I saw one dream …

I dreamt about the world within me…

It is the world within me showing the world outside.

I dreamt that the real world lies within me…

 

Now when I dream in this world

I know about the world inside

And when I know about the world inside

I live with the eternity.

 

 

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Breeze


I was playing with the boys

Who were playing beneath the trees

I fell the ripe mangoes from the trees

To help them fill their stomach at least.                           4

 

I was floating here and there

To spread the fragrance in the air

I was there to help the bees

To get some honey from lilies.                                       8

 

I touched the small streams that made them cuddle,

They made sounds that filled the air

The branches of trees rocked in joy

By fluttering their leaves in the air.                                              12

 

Sometimes when I take rest atop the hills,

Silence spreads out in my world.

No birds will cry and no flowers will bloom

The world will slumber when I am not there.                              16

 

It is my duty to keep my world awake.

I feel joy to keep the world moving

It is on me that the birds glide

And teach their young ones how to fly.                          20

 

Solace is what I give a tired person

Happiness is what I give the little children

I live in this world and keep it alive.

I am happy when others enjoy.                                      24

 

I am the cool little breeze that flow past you

You will find me when you think of me

When I touch you, you enjoy this world

For you are my friend as the whole world thinks.                       28

 

 

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Time???

What is this life?
Just a collection of hours between our birth and death.
So time is life or is it more than that.

Things  happen with the ticking of time.
If time doesn’t tick then nothing will happen?
Can we say time is the power behind everything.

If time is not ticking .....
whether the sun will rise.
Whether the wind will blow
Whether the water will flow.
Whether the volcano will erupt.
Whether we will breathe
Whether our blood will flow.

Concept of time is totally confusing.
It never stops....

What will happen to our thoughts and  mind
We are thinking because of flow of time?
People often complain, they dont have enough time
To do all the work they are entrusted with 
But time is always there and still they fail to find it.

You have limited time between your birth and death
Its how you make use of them that will prove your mettle
The more you waste time the more you waste your life
Proper use of time makes your life worthy

Time gives money and time gives peace
Every second is precious, lets not waste it
Those who find time knows the power inside us
And those who feels time will reach the eternal bliss.

Time and tide waits for no man...
But without time there will not be any tide.
The heart beats as per time..
Our existence is based on time.
Value time and value your life
Because life is nothing but a collection of time.
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