Countdown

The countdown begins - 10, 9, 8...

But that’s a different story...

Is it really different?

All that begins ...ends

 ..................

To begin again!!

Yet it is so important

For every time it begins,

It has a purpose,

Purpose that gets lost

In the process of living

That fog around it gets dispersed

As I move towards zero,

It gets clearer and clearer

Cannot give any excuse

I resolve

Every count will lift me up

Not take me down

yes, it is different.

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Search!

Search me

You will see many wounds

Some healed, some healing and

New appearing!

Yet I stretch beyond my limits

For it creates more space

New terrain,

And gives me moments

That helps me discover new me

Wounds heal with time

Space created remain within for ever

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A moderate speaks.

Hi friends,

I have been a religious moderate.

As a value system in family since my childhood, talks are generally goody –goody when it comes to talking about faith. One never takes close look at facts on the ground.

I think it is so because it keeps us well within our comfort zone.  It will also avoid others to point at negatives of faith that we follow.

Can I chose to have same comfort for long and avoid speaking what I feel is truth, though it may mean I may not appear to be a very polite goody- goody guy? 

I may, with dire consequences for my children and my grand children.

I came across a video which very systematically describes how being a moderate we just give cover to what we really not approve.  Let me post it for you.

I believe religions have outlived their useful life. Now what remains is politics of it. 

I have expressed my view on individual connection with God in my poem 

How Foolish!

Enjoy this video. Thoughts very well articulated.

Please spare few minutes in silence and think, can you afford luxury of being a silent spectator?

If answer is no, what can you do?

Not everything change

Holding your hand

Carrying a bag heavy with your stuff

Taking to doctors

Waiting for hours

Is as adoring as

Taking you for a fine dinner, my friend!

Each new stage of life

New role played

Yet same old feelings!

Same, always!

What change is on periphery

Centre remains unaffected.   

Touching

Everything that touches my soul

making me feel lively to life

With smile or tears,

Helps

Make this life worthwhile

More aspiration

More strength to my wings

More courage

And

Sky more open

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Not Fragile

Not Fragile

It has seen

My swinging moods

Her brazen ways

Ups and downs of life

Yet strengthen as we grow old,

For it is friendship

Not just relationship!

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OSI Prompt : Fragile

Meaning of Life

Meaning of life

It is a blank canvas gifted to you

Fill it with colors you want, colors you like,

It is an open sky

Create your own rainbows,

It is a fertile land

Grow garden of your choice,

An album of pictures you choose to take,

It is a poetry you compose,

Story you write

And song you sing

Meaning of life is created by you, for you.

By design or by default!

A leaf falls

A leaf falls.

Was it blown away by wind?

Or was tired of the tree?

Or tired of holding on?

Or was tree tired of it?

Or was wind and earth more alluring?

Does it matter?

A leaf falls.

A moment passed.

Live with new one.

Account of each leaf is kept

By time

And presented when existence demand,

Not for you & me to worry.

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OSI Prompt : Moment

What hurts?

Right and wrong

Game mind plays

Argues for one or another as it suits

Casualty is Truth

Truth hurts no one

It includes
voice of mind

Beats of heart

Cravings and desires

Fragrance in air

Fear of running deer

Instinct of chasing tiger

Poison of cobra

Honey in womb of flowers

Dry desert

Swelling rivers

You and me and her and all

What hurts is not truth.

Truth heals

Truth understands

Hell with laws and rules

Logic and arguments

Drop that clutter

Listen to the song of your heart

Dance to that tune

Be closer to truth

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OSI Prompt : Clandestine 

Clandestine?

She inquires

I deviate, uneasily.

She doesn’t know

I will not tell her

Intention is not to hurt her

For I love her

Still why it happens?

I wonder, lost in the world away

I do not have all answers

For who can claim to know the whole truth?

‘Don’t bother, take it easy’

Her casual remark, stroking my hair,

Brings me back to present

It takes us both closer to God

Closer to Truth

She certainly loves me more

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OSI Prompt : Clandestine

OSI Prompt : 2013

OSI Prompt : 2013

It comes, it pass

So do you, so do I.

Call it time.

When it is

Feel it.

When not,

Empty –useless fill.

Call it time-pass.

What is left of me

Is balance of yet to come

As much, as such.

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OSI Prompt : 2013

Retirement

Retirement

Now, just a tourist

Spotting and enjoying beauty

Whatever, Wherever, Whenever

 Interested in seeing, not seen

Not on the stage but in the audience

Enjoying, not entertaining

……retired from efforts

Of controlling world outside

An attitude not a stage in life 

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OSI Prompt : Retirement

I am Just a tree

Stationary & Silent

Observing & marveling

Feeling breeze & rain

Warmth of sun & coolness of moon

Receiving my food

And what it takes to LIVE

Right here

Enjoying all that nature has to offer,

That is why I am here

That is how I live &

That is how I pass away

Fruits, seeds, leaves & shadows

Are results of my being,

Not my anxiety

if they are useful

I am just a tree

I wonder about this man

Always on run!

Food, house, Relationships, Status…

So much to “maintain”

Run, run & run…..

Trying to earn his living

When will he realize it is a gift?

When will he evolve to know

There is no need to possess to enjoy?

When will he learn to be still?

When will it occur

What he runs for will find him

Once he is still?

When will he learn to be just a man?

I am just a tree

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OSI Prompt : Tree
        

True Nature

A Bud

Opens up to nature

Revealing its true nature

Just let it be

It will attain.

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OSI Prompt : Nature

Childhood again!

Childhood again!

Playing with time

Capturing moments

In words, in pictures

Like butterflies in a jar!

To be shown off to friends

On  FB and  G+!

Halcyon days of life!!

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OSI Prompt:   Halcyon

Grass

Grass

Greener on other side?

Look well

At your Ground.

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Haiku Heights Prompt: Grass

Unseen

Changed glasses

For better vision

Yet

What is meant for

Sensitive mind & Loving heart

Remained unseen

Eyes see what is revealed

So less! So trivial!

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OSI Prompt : Spectacles

Lopsided not

 When grief takes over

When life is a burden too heavy to carry

Then it comes naturally to take a pause….

Stand still,

Taking load off head and heart

And staring back straight in the eyes of the life

Saying

“I am game

Let’s play it again

I am ready

I am ready to love you again”

Grief drains you so does it empowers

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OSI Prompt: Lopsided

Bathing

Bathing

Lies, made up stories, bullying....

Attitude so disgusting,

I exited, deciding not to counter

Leaving room for better sense to prevail.

Feeling dirty within

I felt like taking a dip in the holy Ganges

Just then it rained

I looked up, smile passing my face.

HE has ways to take care!

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OSI Prompt: Bathing

NICHE

NICHE

OSI Prompt : Niche

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