Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Devil and Hope

Traces of blood still exist
Specks of dust untouched on the skin

Dry and crumpled self is sheathed by the skin
Rusted layers peel off exposing the frigid mind

Sitting on the couch of hopelessness
Unable to shake away the spasms of an under nourished intellect

The devil dances in front of me
Challenges me for another battle

Chides my virility, spews invectives at me
Reminds me of my past heroics

I bow to him
Like the proverbial king Vikram bowing to Baital

I accumulate all my wherewithal
Filled with the exuberance to defeat him, I rise

Only to find that the purpose is no longer alive
Only to degrade to one more level of abysmal hopelessness

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Trying times

Streaming through my FB feed..Happy images of people celebrating birthdays, getting married, enjoying honeymoons and vacations, buying homes, clothes and stuff......

While I dream of building an offbeat career, filled with changing the status quo, turning over capitalism, creating a just society, writing books....

Trying but defining times....

Thursday, July 11, 2013

State of mind and other trivial matters

As we become more and more aware of our surroundings, we realize that our mind is a huge sink with no drainage facility. It keeps on accumulating words, sentences, experiences, feelings, images, etc and then presents to us in the form of nostalgia.

One of the most formidable weapons in the mind's repertoire is its ability to romanticize our past experiences. We may undergo many excruciating personal experiences in our life. However, the mind has the ability to pack these moments in a box of nostalgia and serve us.

Another great art possessed by the mind is its ability to make the person feel that the decisions taken/not taken by her have all been very wrong. Instead, she should have done the opposite. This art has the fantastic capability to "trap" a person in a seamless cage. Most importantly, the mind feeds on this cage by using the first technique of making memories nostalgic.

Together, these methods constitute much of our personal social experiences. Films, stories, poems, mythologies and all other forms of literary art find their roots in the above two methods of the mind.

Is there a way for us to circumvent these two ways and live a life independent of the shackles of mind? Probably, there is. And I need my mind to "think" of that solution.

P.S. Maybe my heart can help.