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The Black Widow

She had an aim in her life,
To spin a web for her and her alone
I thought she could be my wife,
But before I Knew it, she was gone!

Prettiest Spiders are the most venomous 
I was caught in the web
She was oblivious and tenuous
And I died in that ebb.

She did not eat me or
Suck the blood out of me
Maybe she wanted more
Than what I could see.

For three months she had me
In her web of uncertainity
I did not want to get out, and I let it be
The beauty masked with selfish incongruity.

The Stream of Life

The journey that each and every one of us has to take is entwined. It can be summed up using a simple but powerful analogy. It is like a twig that floats on top of a stream. If you observe its movement, you can find that there are two ways in which it moves, nonetheless, forward. Sometimes, it follows a circular movement and other times it follows a straight movement. Our whole life is like this, constantly moving forward to that one destination. I am not referring to death here and I am certainly not talking about a single lifespan. The destination is that of ultimate freedom. This may or may not be attained in a single life. But each one of us is sure to reach that stage one day or the other. Ironically, the soul is already of that nature. Different layers have to be penetrated before you get to the soul. The time when you become ignorant is the time we take a circular motion. We become slaves to our own mind and hence forget the sole purpose of this life until a revelation hits us…

The Dilemma

Is this the end or the beginning?
The road to light ahead
And the road to life behind
Both gleaming before me.
I see the light but
Life sees me
Caught between two worlds,
I am frozen and petrified
Am I a fool to ask?
Immortality or love?
In the abyss of my heart,
I seek your hand;
The hand of god or
The hand of my lady love?

Nature and The Self

The self is made up of three gunas, they are sattva, rajas and tamas. The permutation and combination of these three gunas give rise to the character of a person. The nature and the self are two different things altogether but they are deeply interconnected and interlinked. There is an unbreakable connection between the world and your self. For the spiritual aspirants this is the starting level where they begin to believe in a superpower because of this connection. Then he/she will have to go look for a guru who will explain these phenomena to him/her if they become a disciple. One peculiar thing about the Guru-shishya relationship is that the guru does not have a shishya but a shishya always has a guru. This has to be like this in order for the Vedanta knowledge to shine in the disciple. This connection is based on your character which is shaped by the three gunas. But this nature is different from the Purusha. The Purusha is that one which does not have a sensory existence. In the B…

The imitation Game

Riding up the layers and riding down them, over and over again till we find the proper balance needed to place yourself in this big wide world. The whole world is just a conglomeration of different ideas put together. All is nothing but an imitation game. To seek the truth out of this is the success at the end of this game. The worlds die. Many would have shat on top of your heads and you may carry them with you as your priced possessions, but the truth is far, far beyond what the normal eyes can see or feel. To articulate what this truth might be is an impossible task. Not just for me but for the whole of human kind. God's role in this is to simply provide you with subtle details that might help you on your way. Beyond that even the god is helpless. He/she is like a teacher who can guide you along your way, only to show you the path. To tread along you must have at most patience. Tools that may help you are non attachment and selfishness. By selfish, I do not imply the normal me…

Homage to the Devil

Praise the Devil, Praise the Lord
Both, two sides of the same coin.
If one is praised and the other
Is pelted with stones,
Who is to say that He will save
Us from misery when He is to be
Feared!

Light a lamp, offer food
For the righteous Devil!
He may grant you the wishes
Never to be true in the light
Of that all merciful Lord.
The mind that prays cannot
Subdue the mind that hurts.

Is there a duel between them?
The Devil and the Lord?
This incongruity shall never
Seem to pass this wretched world
What has become of man?
Is he an offspring?
Of the Devil and the Lord?

When shall he learn the obvious?
Both are inevitable for mankind
Both exist buried deep within 
One's mind
The choice is left to us to be the
Devil or the Lord.
Hail the mankind.

Mind Service

Take out my mind,
What all comes out?
Look, there I am,
Riding a bicycle
Feeding on my mother's breasts
I cannot tell you all this
Oh wait, if not you, then who?

I gave it to my master
He will
Cleanse it for me, I thought
He gazed at it
For a minute or two
And said, my friend its overdue!
Like a churning river it flowed,
In and out of this tomb.

"Give me a break", I pleaded.
Once it starts, there's no stopping
I looked there and I looked here
Nowhere I found the poison
To kill this beastly dragon,
Spitting hell fire on all.

I shut me up in my mind
I let it loose like an hind
Endless seas for it to go,
Before it reaches the shore
The creator rests in peace
Deep within the limitless seas
I see it now, but now its gone!
In my heart where it was born.