Death In A Man’s World
Monthly Archives: July 2018
Falling In Line
Stones And Flowers
Nothing can be as fickle, treacherous
As Life.
Love it or hate it,
Take it or leave it,
Life will remain life.
Sometimes it hurls stones
On your path,
And sometimes it throws
Flowers on your feet.
But you just have to keep plodding on.
Because flowers and stones are but
Passing illusions.
As ephemeral as the fog,
As short-lived as the images of a kaleidoscope.
Ek Phool, Do Mali, Part 2
This puppy is super lucky.
Unlike many other street puppies in his neighborhood, he is his mother’s only child. His chubby, innocent face add to his natural charm, so he gets undiluted love and undivided attention from not just his own mother, but everyone else around him.
And the best part is that he has a Godmother who assists his Mom in ensuring that he stays out of trouble.
While I clicked their pics, the Godmother looked at me curiously, unsure of what I was up to, and she remained close to the little one.
Well, that only demonstrates that love is universal and comes in all kinds of shapes and sizes. It has no limits. It flows spontaneously and gushes forth like a waterfall…
Do read My previous post, Part 1, of Ek Phool, Do Mali (which means in Hindi, One Flower, Two Gardeners) by clicking here.
Playing Seeta & Geeta
Photography with a mobile phone can be great fun indeed.
Here I am, playing a double role, like in Bollywood movies, the lost and found twins who get separated in a carnival during childhood…
Just try clicking a selfie with your mobile phone while you stand before a big mirror and you will get the same Ram-and-Shyam or Seeta-and-Geeta effect!
I look forward to reading your comments.
Being Poles Apart…
Inspired from this pic, I wrote a poem a few days later.
It is now on Poemhunter.com.
Url:Â https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/different-lives-3/
A Garland of Jaruls
Embrace Life, Not Death
On 16 June 2018, I came across a strange man while travelling in the Metro. He was talking to himself and seemed to be absolutely disgusted with life. “Even God would wish to commit suicide,” he said. I was shocked, of course, but I was unable to do anything about it. All I could do was move away to another seat far away from him.
The memory of this incident refused to leave my mind, so I wrote about this in my blog on 28 June 2018.
Click here to read this piece. https://wp.me/p67zXw-2h
I had not imagined then that just a few days later, on 2 July 2018, the city would wake up to the shocking news of a well-planned suicide through hanging on the night of 1 July 2018 by a big family of 11.
Photo source: Whatsapp
Like the Pied Piper of Hamlin, as per media reports, a severely delusional senior family member, whom the whole family believed and trusted blindly, led the whole family into committing the ghastly act in their common quest for the so-called Moksha. They believed that they would not die and something wonderful was going to happen once it was over!
Is there any connection between the two incidents? I mean, is the man behind the family’s tragic end same as the one I saw on 16 June 2018? I can’t say really and I hope not.
But it does seem that negativity, dark thoughts, and mental disease are spreading through the city like an epidemic at an alarming speed.
Another worrisome thing about suiciders is that they often put so much thought and planning into it that talking them out of it is next to impossible.
What they don’t realize is Death gives nothing. It is just a scavenger, a super-efficient garbage handling machine. When Life ends, everything ends. Simple.
Life, on the other hand, has so much to give. It is only while you are alive that you can hope to achieve anything you want, even Moksh for that matter.
Life is, in fact, a wonderful gift from God, something beautiful, something that probably no other planet has. So value it, dear Friends. Hold on to it like nothing else.
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