Cricket , A religion , A revolution

Fewdays back when I was preparing for some Interviews , I was reading about recent uprising in
arab countries and the cause behind it , hoping that in the interview I will be asked about same.
I did read about Psychology (Pluralistic igonrance ) , Economy ( inflation , unemployment) ,
technology (facebook , internet) of modern revolution. And I was thinking I had quite grasp
about it

But today evening , after India'as semifinal win over Pakistan , when four of us went to hang out in the beach , my understanding got a quiet beating. There were thousands of people cheering for India. It is
a weekday , most of them has to wake up early in the morning got to school , office , have to cook etc.
There was no reason behind standing there at the middle of the night. All are strangers , nobody fixed a
time to gather there , no pamplets , no SMSes , facebook messages but everybody was there. It was
like a string attched to everyone bringing them together to that place

How come a win in silly game of longitudinal wood stick making love with spherical ball can attract
thousands of people of all ages , religions , regions into the sleepy beach of vizag in middle of
night was incomprehensible to me.

Then , like a lightening a idea came to mind. Like love there is no reason for revolution . It has to
happen so it happens , there is no reason behind it.

In the end , I am hoping for final win so that again I will be part of small revolution in saturday evening
at Vizag beach

Pied Piper's Dream (PPD)

A time long ago there was Pied Piper clown of this land
Who kept blowing his pipe when free music was banned
And sang songs of freedom , when it was just a futile word

It is about a time when history was a repeatation of future
Of the place where everyone followed same routine to be safe and secure
Had same dreams , equal excuses even similar hunger

Like the big rocks in the universe uniform and punctual in their rotation
Duplicity of action was the base of that civilisation
All those living were controlled in the same function

It was blasphemy to write , dance or sing otherwise
But then came the Pied Piper who created his own music
Whoever heard that song wake up from the false sleep

And now those few wanted to get free and dance to their own tune
It was a problem for most who wanted to remain charmed by the rune
Who did not wanted to wake up and thought morning has come too soon

Hence it was decided by majority to undo what is done
And save the land from the musician who has violated the pact of common
The Pied Piper has to die to keep the uniformity of action

It was decided to execute him in the centre of town
This will act as example for those who wanted to follow the clown
And henceforth keep their voices forever down

He came blowing his pipe the last song of joy and freedom
And smiling he went and embraced death like a champion
Music could be heard long after his body has gone

In the silent hours , lingering like a suspense behind the screen
A slow music in night , a song about things that cannot be told or seen
If you listen carefully , you can hear the Pied Piper's Dream

It 's just another day in office

It 's just another day in office
Conditioned environment controlling every emotion, action and air I breathe
Seconds turning into minutes and minutes into hour
And I keep looking into endless horizon searching for an answer

There comes a brown kite and fly by the glass wall
It gives a new hope to my restless heart
The movemnet in the warm summer afternoon was magical
And before I knew , was lost in its flight and was its part

Now I can feel the hot sun over my head and dizzy height if I fall
And can see the hundred chained souls working behind the concrete shelter
For a moment I fear that they will see me , flying away
But they are too busy to notice , lost in their own survival

I see the the whole city and life moving into the randomness
A maze without any beginning and without any end
I can hear the buildings gossiping with the surrounding trees
And roads complaining to the passing by vehicles

A small child clutching into ice-cream smiles and waves
An old man, from the shadow of umbrella looks and sighs
And all other people are too busy in their life to take notice
and fail to understand that they can also be free

As I approach a tree to give my wings a little rest
All the birds fly away and other habitants run to hide
I sit on a branch under the cool shed and feel a calmness that had eluded me for long
Seeing me lost in myself , a bold squirrel ventures out singing its usual lazy afternoon song

It is a wake up call to join the war and to forego peace
I fly back to concrete shelter into my body which I had earlier left
Into the randomness from rhythm, to chaos from silence
Its just another day in Office and I wait for that brown kite to fly by

Nature and Nippon

This is dedicated to the people of Nippon (Japan) who are suffering through the recent devastation caused by nature . This is to the spirit of Japan


I have seen your angry face, heard your death roar
But never seen such fury before
You took my children and left none alive
But no matter what comes, I will survive

I know you were silent for long and
Now you have ripped your heart apart to show your pain
Cried your heaviest tears to keep yourself sane
But I will not be extinct, I am here and I Will be

Let me give another chance to build myself again
To mourn for my children who have forever gone
To heal those who were torn apart by you furor
And let them hope for a new tomorrow

Let make a deal for peace today
And hope that heart of men will change
When they will not hurt you anymore
May be not soon but that day will come for sure

To have loved and lost

The following is dedicated to the women who have loved and lost.

I wish for those precious moments to return
When it seemed we were made for each other
I can touch your face and feel the wholeness of your soul
And you can kiss my eyes and take away all of my pain

I think every now and then , though I try hard not to
Of days when I loved you and thought  you loved me too
Before you abandoned me for fairer skin & fake smile
Betrayed me for a racing car & bunglow by the sea

I was doomed from the beginning
When entangled in your sweet lies, I believed you
I was too happy to ignore the truth
Lost in the illusions of  love, was so confused
 
I stil laugh, talk and show all happy emotions of life
But a certain numbness has crawled into my vein
After so many tears , now I cannot feel the pain
I am not dead yet , but it seems I have died long ago

I want to hope for a new life and true love
But cannot , fear that it will hurt again
And I know that spring will never come
Trapped in this eternal winter I will suffer long

Sometimes I ask God , Why I was punished for no fault of mine
I get no answer . Long dead emotions lie still
Lost ground of love keep staring at me
I try hard not to complain for what is there and what could have been

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An Ode to Mystery called Women

The following is dedicated to all those women without whom our existence has no meaning

HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY

First time when I opened my eyes and saw so many strangers around
In those unaccustomed body, I was afraid and started crying
Then I could me feel His presence beside me
Someone was there to protect me as He has earlier promised

She took me in her arms and hold me close to her heart
I was not afraid anymore and I knew God is there
It felt like heaven, when she whispered those words
That I am her star, the light of her world

She was the warmth that comforted me in the cold night
An omnipresent protector, my guiding light
Her voice has the resemblance with that I had heard before (I was born)
And when I learn to utter my first words , I called her my mother

There came another day, when God sent another angel
To assist me in my childhood adventure
She was my secret keeper, my shield from any punishment
My punch bag when I was angry and best friend for merriment

Whether I play in dirt with marbles or miss school to catch fish
She was there everytime, my partner in crime
I forgot the number of times I have hurt her
But she forgave me and called me her brother

I grew up to became a rebel, as usually everbody does when they grow up
With those teenage confusions, I started reconstructing the world
Then one day I saw her, the most beautiful dream I had ever dreamt
The end of all those early confusions

She had those beautiful eyes which can look deep into your soul
And her face was like a joyous melody, which makes you happy
She became my best friend and later consented to be my wife
She vowed to save me all through my life and kept her promise

After some years I got another lucky charm from above
It felt like God to have created such a beautiful life
When I hold her first time in my arms, and she gave me a toothless smile
I knew I was so lucky to be alive

I taught her to walk and ride her first bicycle
I used to tell her all the made up ‘prince and princess’ stories
And when she grew up to be the finest person I have ever known
I felt proud that she was my daughter

And today when Time has come for me to return
I know the reason I was born
So that I can understand love in its various form
Here in this world, those forms are named as women

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HAPPINESS

The number of articles , books which have been written or going to be written on the subject 'Happiness'
is so vast that one doesn't feel happy to have to read all those to know what happiness is

And I don't think there was ever a single human being or ever going to be , who has not thought about
this subject. May be he/she was intelligent or lazy enough not to write books or songs on the issue.

So without any pretension to lift the veil from the mystery subject , here are some thoughts which was
result of a discussion during lunch hours.
During lunch hour yesterday , one senior colleague suddenly put down the question 'What is happiness' .
After seeing so many english movies (yeah yeah of course with subtitles) , I thought I had enough
intelligence and experience to answer the question. But I couldn't. Because I believe that no definition
is good enough to define such a term.



He was making a good point on how are desires for materiliastic things makes us unhappy . And how
by not worrying about the result of our actions or efforts , can keep us from being unhappy. And to
attain that state of mind where there is no difference between pain and pleasure , knowledge of
life is must.

Another colleague told a very beautiful thing , how strange is that God created this marvellous world
for us to be happy and how come we always find ourselves to be unhappy. How each person , no
matter how successful or accomplished he/she has become , seems to be unhappy. Each has to deal
with his/her own demons.

Both of them were right in their own ways. However I have difficulty in acknowledging the fact former
has said that knowledge makes us free.

I may be wrong but I think once you have enough knowledge you are no longer part of this world.
You will just become a observer. You will start to see good and bad in people and in such case
it is difficult to have pure faith in anything. As you will have the understanding to question everything
even the things that you believe to be true. That is numbness and not happiness. However I cannot
prove this  as I lack that knowledge.

You may not be remembering first time you saw the face of the person who you call your mother,
that moment you may not have the knowledge of understanding or recognition but still you were
truly happy. The first time you learnt to walk without the knowledge of gravity or your first time on
your bicycle. The first time you won a prize and saw your family proudly standing there. The
first time you fall in love and each moment when you have glance of her/him , the happiness
you felt inside is without any knowledge or reason. The first time you kissed . That may lasted
for few moments only but for you it was a eternity. The first time you hold the tiny tiny fingers
of your new born baby and found yourself to be born again. The first time when worshipping
your God , whoever may be, you were aware that you are part of that light.

The problem is that we cannot hold those moments forever.

In between those moments comes a thousand twists , turns , heartbreaks , rejections , failures
of life and we are left unhappy and sad.

I think we are unhappy because at those moments of our life we chose to be unhappy. Or may
be happiness is just a word , a futile word to lure us and kept us attached to this world.

The following are  the memorebale lines from movie 'In pursuit of Happiness' (Will Smith starrer)
'It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I remember thinking how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. No matter what. How did he know that?'

MAY BE ABOVE IS CORRECT. WE ARE ALWAYS IN PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS AND
THAT IS WHY WE WILL BE NEVER HAPPY.