Thursday, July 11, 2013

Random Thought



Death had left his body too fragile to go back in his memories. Dying sub-conscious was putting all its efforts to win the race, but this bag of flash had taken very long time to realize it, my friend!

He is crying watching its bitter pain...he wants to help it...but is helpless. The pain is inevitable, its a part of the conscious actions those had won over the elusive peaceful moments of life. In course of time when the bridge exists because of you, when the vibrancy of soul tries to connect the two ends, when you grab the golden time with all my energy my friend... it really doesn’t matter who comes the last. I am open to the last soul.....doesn’t matter its a mountain, a dog or even sky.

This is me!

Sunday, July 29, 2012

......................भेजा होगा बज़्म-ए-हयात में तूने कुछ तो देख-परख कर ।
(रहम करना) कि कम न हो शान-ए-आलम, दम निकले तेरी ही चोखट पर ।

Thursday, July 26, 2012

शमशान


कौन कहता है, यहाँ मौत का ही आसरा मिले ।
ये वो जगह है, जहाँ खुद ख़ुदा मिले ।
गोबर में है, माटी में है, ये लकड़ी का ढेर है ।
रोते-बिलखते पुतलों का भी, कुछ ही तो खेल है ।
शमा जले, कागज़ उड़े, सागर में नद मिले ।
रुख्सत हुए इस कैद से, खुद से ख़ुदा मिले।
मौन है सब, पाक़ है, न बैर है कोई ।
आज जाना खुद ही थे, न गैर है कोई ।
एहसान में तेरे, इंतज़ार में तेरे ।
माँगा है रब से बस ये ही, न तू कभी मिले ।

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The last call

I don’t fear the fire of hell
I don’t delight in the radiance of heaven
My Lord, give me a last call
Someone is waiting for me
Something is yet to be done before the arrival
The bridge is yet to be covered


I know, this bag of flesh is frail somewhere
I am unable to hold on
I am unable to express
My Lord, give me a last call
Let me know the destination
Let me call up my memories
Let me finish it on my own

I have opened up the box of my earnings
Someone please recollect the blessings
Let me pack up with all my credentials
Someone please back me for having the entire living
My Lord, give me a last call. Please.

And then I am all yours, all yours........

Sunday, October 16, 2011

The day you walked away

The day you walked away,
The day I passed away.
Nothing but a restless quake was dormant,
Nothing but a naïve child was adamant.
Even the time went deserted,
Nothing but a falling tear was veracious.

Oh, it’s a sailor on his boat,
Babbling out the grief of his own,
Under the dismantled blue air,
When waves are soundless and down.
How much prosperous he is!
Nothing but a tacit head was loquacious.

The serene peace we shared,
The still voice we heard.
Nothing but the whistling wind is agitated now,
The soothing sea-shore is turbulent now.
Nothing but a green soul was tenacious.

Oh, it’s a sheep in its pain,
Calling out for the end,
Nothing but a vegan lion is edacious.
How much lucky it is!
Nothing but a dying spirit was audacious.

Now it’s me, just me, just me...

Monday, August 15, 2011

The Unknown

Is it just being about cheerful or sad?
Kind or cruel?
Honest or dishonest?
Altruistic or selfish?
Satiated or hasty?
Frugal or prodigal?
Industrious or indolent?
Compulsive or demotivated?
Yielding or adamant?
Simple or grandiloquent?

What do you want?

Are they just electrons, protons and neutrons that function for the neurons?
If yes, then iron and copper has also the right to discover the truth.

Why does it feel so good experiencing the extreme?
For instance winning a match, loosing a love, doping up to max, ejaculating out with full force, being concentrated or being fearful.
The only difference is, in some cases it comes earlier while in others, later.
The later it comes, the longer we enjoy.

But the interjection at the extreme is tranquil. Mind stops functioning right at the moment and the spirit to achieve the acme prevail. Whatever the emotion, it pursues a pinnacle. Finding it out brings the mind at the minimum energy state (scientifically, the most stable state), the Zero State.

Experiencing the sexual pleasure is ephemeral, winning a match lasts long, doping up lasts longer and to concentrate is persistent. Nothing but the waters is blue.
Practicing concentration is the best among all emotions.

Practicing the extreme for longer runs may induce someone’s mind at utmost stability. At this stage it won’t have any thought, any emotion; the purest form of brain. The preservation of so priceless a matter is the maximum a living being can do.

Apart from that I feel you in the sunshine, the morning dew, the animals, the trees and everything which is associated with the nature directly or indirectly. Love, music, knowledge, abstinence etc all are pointing out in the same direction. While all other components discussed above are just a sub-part.

This is all I understand about you, what else do you want?

Monday, October 4, 2010

Who The Hell Are You

When I blink my eyes in my dreams, I feel you
Sometimes as a light, sometimes as a dark hole
Or sometimes don't even I know.

How can you get completed without summoning the spirits
How can you get completed without controlling the emotions
In fact How can you get completed without knowing the known.

Sometimes I feel you as an equation
Sometimes an ever stationary peg
Sometimes undescriptive.

Who the hell are you?

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Infinity

Things may seem to be simple mathematical terms, but please try to correlate it!
Once I asked to my maths teacher, "Sir, what is infinity?"
He stretched his arm parallel to the ground and pointed the finger and said; from where this twilight seems to be appeared, that is infinity. Where your sightedness finds the convergence of the ground and sky, that is infinity.
I innocently asked, "But once you taught, it is (1/0) then how does it relate this twilight and ground and which infinity we use to solve the math's problems?"
Can you answer me, what is infinity?
It does not have any religion, it is same for everyone even for the number line.
Have you ever imagined (infinite 1 < infinite 2)? (I can't find a symbol for infinity in keyboard)
It looks strange, now take an example;
draw two concentric circles and draw as many diameters as you can for smaller one with the help of a very sharp pencil and have a look.(circle will break in infinite small parts)
Now continue to stretch the ends of the diameters for the bigger circle. What did you see now? It would struck a train of ferocious wave in your spirit. Now you can sketch more diameters (even bigger). Which infinity is significant?
Another example; take a length of 4 cm. Is 4 cm equal to infinity?
Not for you, but yes it is, for pi (an irrational no.). There are infinite digits after the decimal, it would never complete (it's not finite).It is struggling for its own existence. Then how can 4 be a finite one for pi?(Now I am confused whether 4 is infinite or that twilight is infinite)
The area of a circle is also an irrational no. (a multiple of pi), it suggests that we can't have an exact area of it.
Secondly, if we are recognizing any point as infinity, its not necessary that our reference point will also be an infinite for that point. As there is a theory of universe (big bang theory). So from the Earth the center of big bang may be at infinite, but vice-versa is not true. Because thousands of galaxies may be far apart than our galaxy from that point.
Our state is like any irrational no. by considering the the center of big bang as origin. Because we can see it only in one way. Even all the laws of nature we discovered by taking the Earth as a reference. In my opinion which will get fail outside our shell, same as the pseudo force works in a accelerating car.
From another angle, how would be the view of smaller infinity as seen by the bigger one & vice versa? (may be like as an elephant looks an ant) (Although both are infinities).
What was around the big bang just before the explosion? (a space or an infinite)..... no one knows.
In the study of theory of infinite a famous mathematician Georg cantore got insane and died.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Cricket.................MERI JAAN

Come on come on, catch it you lazy. It was the simplest catch I ever practiced anyone, what the hell will you perform in the upcoming Under-15 tournament. After such heavy grouch all again appeared in a semicircle, crouched in an attentive way towards that person; a person with firm voice, strong built and stable eyes.
  
          I heard these words as I stepped in cricket stadium first day. All players were in whites, with brown caps, except me. Yes, today I came to join cricket club and was so excited to feel the turf, to touch that red ball, to see the cricket kit and nets. I waited nearly half an hour to talk to that great person (our coach).

He was also noticing me, I guess; after catch practice session he came to me and asked “Do you know how much tough it is to be a cricketer?”

I replied, “No sir, but I know, that I really want to play it.”

He smiled and told; tomorrow 6 AM with deposit fee of Rs.300 and remember be a man in whites, & no sleepers.

I still saw their practice for hours.
And the next day I woke up at 5:45, got ready and wore blue T-shirt and black lower and sports shoes which I had. I was very happy; it was my first time when I was going to play with a leather ball. Although I was allowed to play for only 2 months by my parents, but there was something else in my mind.

It was too far the stadium from my home and I already got late, hence I paddled my bicycle like a freak. As I entered in the ground with my bat (A bat of SS, gifted by my father on my birth day 3 years ago), that hard voice encountered me.
You, yes you new boy, complete two rounds of this ground and then report me.
That ground seemed so small; it wasn’t a tough task for me to complete two rounds. But as I start, I gasped within one round and took a short cut for the second one.
He was busy with the other players in catch practice session; without observing me he ordered to join the semicircle at the end and to check the gap between the two players.
I was afraid with the leather ball as he was punching the ball so hard towards us.
Suddenly a sunbeam of popping shots rocked me. I dropped all the catches.
I found its not that easy to be a cricketer, it’s not like a game with a Casco ball which I used to play at my town in ranji trophy (name given by local players). Still I was the worst player among the best, was dreaming to represent the Indian cricket team someday.
I was asked whether I am a bowler or a batsman, but how could I answer it?
I had always been wanted to do the both, never thought for that. There were two queues for bowlers and batsmen separately and I was confused where to go. Players were ordered by the coach to bat or bowl; I was in the field still thinking about my nature for cricket. I never understood why all the senior players were dictating for defense for the same ball on which you can get a big hit.
Continuously it was my 7th day in the stadium, and I never got a chance for batting. Being exhausted I returned to home also at that day. I complained several times to my seniors that this is the limit. I am not here to suppose to jog 3 rounds, do some exercises and field the whole session. I am wasting my summer holidays, I think I should quit from the club.
And finally on day 8, I called to pad up for batting. I couldn’t believe that, I ran towards my kit and padded up. This was the first time when I put on the kit, it was so disquieting. And the coach ordered for last 5 balls to the previous batsman. As I took my guard on the popping crease, he changed all the previous bowlers and assigned the new who were only for the camp. It hurt me, he underestimated me, I thought. And they started to bowl one by one, it was quite easy to hit them, I hit some good strokes. One by one he assigned some regular bowlers, and on a reverse swing I got bold. That was something unbelievable, how can such a heavy ball swing in the air. That was really something hard to digest.
The next day I bought the white dress and new shoes. It was somewhat inexpressible feeling, and it was really lucky to have whites. That man came to the camp boys and announced that there is a friendly match with ‘CCI’ club after 2 days. I was selected as a batsman in the team for the first down position.
When the match begun, we had to bat first…..Our opening batsman were doing well (they were the only experienced players in our team to guide the others). After a good partnership, I got the chance to bat and was bit confident too.
The team was in good position.
I was at a score of 39 and suddenly lost my wicket, which was a direct hit from the deep-midwicket. Unfortunately we lost the match too. A depressing moment…..
And the journey commenced by some friendly matches. Now I was the one of the regular players. Next step was to play a two days match; it’s a perfect match to check the stamina, player’s attitude, game quality and everything which is essential to be a cricketer. It shows anyone’s seriousness towards the workout during the camp session.
After having enough matches I was so eager to play a 2 days match.
And one day that day came……….The result of the match was in favor of our team, but still I lost the match….I could not manage to play for 2 days continuously with the same enthusiasm. After every match there was a lesson, a lecture by the coach; as it finished all the players dispersed but he called me again and asked, “Do you remember your first day at club?”
I replied, yes; very proudly as we won the match.
Oh….then can you explain your misfield at long on position?
Can you explain about your stamina after running for 2 runs?
Can you explain about poor reflexes at point position? He asked.
This is the result of to have a short cut for the second round.
I realized, it was a great victory for the team but an inglorious defeat for me.
The punishment was to run 4 rounds with a sharp stone just below my heel inside the shoe.
Day by day I improved the game as per my ability. And one day I had to put a full stop on my regular game. That day was the worst day of my life. It’s not an easy task for a boy who belongs to a middle class family.
Anyways the memorable day was to spend a whole day with Indian cricket team.
That always inspires me to play with the same passion…….it’s always alive inside me.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Equation of Life

Have you ever thought before, how we all function our daily routine?
On which factors our behavior, mood, attitude & activities depend?
Have you ever thought about equation of life?
Confused..........let me explain (you may find it a topic of general physics of class 12th, but try to correlate it!)
Consider a block is resting on a rough surface and a force is applied by you so that it starts to move.
Now what is it's equation of motion, the time when it will stop, the resistance offered by the surface & the velocity at any instant? It is already calculated by the laws of nature given by great scientists (in this case Sir Isaac Newton). The example may differ (may be motion of a fluid, a planet, an electron or any motor etc.).
So they all are bounded to a definite constraint equation and will have to follow respective equations, cant escape. At a very particular time, the velocity of the block will be the constant, and it was known even before applying the force. Or can be calculated after completing the motion. Because we have the key (it's equation).
Also the graph of this motion against anything which you can imagine will be of a definite behavior. And the strange thing is that even a man on the block could not know it's behavior against any variable during the motion. These laws of nature are revealed by repeating experiments on the block, but not just by a single journey.
But we can alter the motion & related everything by applying another force during the motion. All the equations will get changed & also there is a possibility to change the direction too. That means again at the same place, from where the journey begun or just beyond the imagination, even before the starting point or in the same direction by exceeding the end point.
Now have a look on these constraints, how these are developed...........
Its a fact, we can not have the exact details of any variable in comparison with the other. The general approach is to take a unit variable (e.g.mass, charge etc.) & expand it by integrating  against the second one (e.g.time, velocity etc.) along it's journey (path) from initial to final stage. Hence its necessary to have a clue about it's variable with smallest element and it is supposed that all other will be of same nature and will behave in same manner.
Again all these equations may be altered by changing any one of the variables (joining the wheels to the block).
May be the block, the fluid or the electron are constrained to the different equations but they all are following the same law of nature.
Now put your life in place of the block, you can get the idea of
your behavior
your preferences
your life partner (the equation would be quite similar for both)
your success and failures
and again everything which you can imagine
The need is to understand your own basic elements which you have to integrate against this fake world.
I agree this life is too short to understand those............yes but once you get it, this quote will be false
ZINDAGI EK HI BAR MILTI HAI
Because you will have the key (The equation of life).