The Expression of Openness and Void. (#Not a poetry)

How it feels to breath with openness

In mind, in heart, in soul..

Where the wonders and miracles meet me

And disasters and vulnerabilities are immense in cues

What shall I tell in words or how shall I express without them..

As an artist with the love of expression

Or as a writer by putting forward the best possible appropriate combinations of letters..

With openness comes choices, comes chances

With openness comes freedom,

But freedom always has its opportunity cost.

So does this cost be the breath I intake, or the breath I exhale..

What lies or what I hold after paying the cost by my breath

Is it the freedom again or emptiness as void inside, as void inside….?

Is it just the expression of openness and void or a question to self on my life or for my life ..??

 

 

 

 

The Magical Cave

“With a bunch of friends I joined one of the martial art camps, which were organised on a monthly basis, under the guidance of the renowned Shaolin warier monk. This time it was held on one of the islands of Maldives. The mythological story of the island goes with the rumours of a magical cave where the Goddess resides.

Fortunately, our guide informed that it is not just a rumour, instead the cave is truly magical and legendary in its own ways. We accepted our present opportunity and decided to visit that cave. The cave was considered to be a holy place, and is opened with the help of a Mantra. Entering into it, we found the blessed stone through which the Goddess arrives, and takes away the spirit of that human who devotes its soul to the Goddess.

Hearing this story changed something in me. Something I was unaware of. But since we came back from the cave, I had an unusual feeling about myself. While preparing ourselves for getting started with the training part, I just wanted to flow in the moment and be with just my self. I closed my eyes, with motion i meditated and it took a form of dance which I lived as of those moments.

After I opened my eyes, I saw one of my friends in tears. She had the realisation of her deepest truth, from which she was escaping so far. And this was a hint for me, this was time to be the eye witness of that power which is bigger than all. I mentioned to my another friend to inform my family members and my partner about how much I love them and left.

I walked back into that magical cave & this time it opened without any Mantra. As if, I was supposed to be there in that moment.

I entered the cave, walked through and found the stone of Goddess. While closing my eyes I wished to be taken away, I prayed with all my devotion to leave my body and just be the spirit in my truest form. The stone of Goddess shined bright and brighter, I was witnessing the power I have never met before. And with steps I walked in to that light….I walked into that light…. “

NAZARIYA..

Kabhi kadamo se udti hui dhuul ko dekha hai, 

aisa lagta hai jaise bhoomi apni hi dhun mein magn ho jhoom uthi ho..

waise hi jaise hawaa ke chalte hi pedo ki pattiyan naachte hue nayi soch darsha rhi ho..

jaise baadal garajte hue aakaash apni vaani se prakriti ko raag suna rha ho..

jaise pahad ke peeche se surya ne jhankte hue hariyali ghaas pr baethi gaay ko narmi se chhu liya ho..

jaise nal ki uss aakhri boond se gilheri chauk kar ped pr chadh idhar udhar dekh rhi ho..

jaise khoye hue bacche ko dodte dodte apna ghar door se dikh gya ho..

jaise jalte hue paanv pr behti hui sangam meethe palon ka ehsaas dila rhi ho..

aise hi ye zindagi hai, 

jo dheere dheere na jane kitni kahaaniyon ko simetti hui ek nayi kahaani likh rhi ho..

“PHIR ek koshish”

KABHI PARDE KO PHIR GIRA KAR DEKHO, 

ISS KHAMOSHI KO AAWAZ DE KAR DEKHO, 

KI AB YE SANNATTA DUM TODNE LAGA HAI.. 

 


JO KABHI EK THE UNHE PHIR EK BANA KAR DEKHO, 

PURANE BANDHAN KO NAYI SOCH SE NIBHA KAR DEKHO, 

KI AB AKELEPAN KAID KARNE LAGNE LAGA HAI..

 


DHALTE SURAJ KO PHIR VISHWAS SE TOH DEKHO, 

RAAT KI ROSHNI KO MEHSUS KAR KE DEKHO, 

KI AB MANN KA SHOR CHUBHNE LAGA HAI..

 


NAARAAZGI KE SHABDON KO PHIR SULJHA KAR DEKHO,

JIS SAATH KA WAADA KIA THA USE BARKARAR KAR KE DEKHO,

KI TOOTE RISHTEY KA MOL AB KHUD KO KHUD SE DOOR KARNE LAGA HAI..
 

BE

Be the ray of hope you were seeking for,

Be the faith you were searching for,

Be the light you were looking for,

Be the flower you were nurturing for,

Be the love you were looking for,

Be the feeling you were desiring for,

Be the hope you were holding on,

Be the essence you were caring for…

 

 

 

THE SOUL

How long has it been

to recognise and reconcile,

my selves to a soul

and to decipher the ecstasy.

Since long I have been

escaping, avoiding and hide,

the truth, the core, the mind

then chosen to kept aside.

Forgotten was the power of light

it has wings to spread wide,

With the hope it shines

and promises silently to keep me uptight.

Being kind, being humane

where being in conflict was not my game,

With the hollow-eyed experiences I gained

in pieces, yet I hope again.

I have seen black and white

have seen dark and light,

have discovered the truth as grey

with mild storm at bay.

With smile in pain

now I close my eyes and drain,

My mind cleared when it rained

like drops I remained and the soul evaporate..and the soul evaporate…!

 

 

 

 

Towards My Shadow

Back then was a time,

I was surrounded with guise.

When torn, ripped and drown,

The upheaval you gave was a sanctum to mourn.

 

Cuddled by you ,

I was like a child in womb.

With the light reflected upon,

You opened up and I was pulled by dawn.

 

We stretched but were not apart,

Intact we remained and drawn by nature’s art.

Bigger the sun became, longer you stood,

As sun disappeared, we still withstood.

 

Now is a time, years have passed,

Walking in the tunnel and  you were mopped.

Search for you, is nullifying me,

dropping my blood yet my soul hides in me.

 

Afraid i am as heart beat slows down,

inflamed I am and taking your name loud,

running through this dark cave, distant apart,

Am I seeing you or just a light wave on the path??

 

Gradually sinking to my core,

my mind opens and heart sees more.

The light became larger than I thought,

It folded me in arms to deliver, as if I was brought.

 

Succumbed I was, before opening my eyes,

I see the whole picture without any disguise.

You were the shadow, the sanctum I lived in so long,

You protected me and I remained fond.

 

You were the shadow of light,

With progress you changed dark to ignite.

A part of you was I,

And later I understand how you become white.

 

We are the two polarities that drive,

different energies yet combined.

None of us is complete without one,

Shadows merge with light and spread as love.

 

 

 

 

 

Before My Last Half

With breath, acknowledgement is absent.

Without breath, life is.

When it comes, it’s known through the cry.

When it leaves, all it makes us is quiet.

 

While we breath hard, we run for life.

While we breath slow, life runs from us.

We fail to decipher the symphony of breath.

The value it gives, to us , to life.

 

We shut our eyes and mouth, to ignore.

To not listen what it tries to say,

We often plug in our ears with songs.

After being one, it doesn’t survive half for long.

 

Some realise what one is, rest can’t figure it out.

Half  I am – trying hard and easy, to save what’s left and gain what’s lost.

Dying  each day little by little, takes me more far.

Hope you would hold, before i release my last half…………

 

GOONJ…

Hai aag si ye kashtiyan, zarre zarre mein hai chubhan..

Maan lun main tujhe, jo kar do ye jatan..

 

Shaam ko thaam lo, roshni ko rok do..

Jal rhi ye rooh jo, jal ka daan do..

 

Jaan kar anjaan jo, bhasm wo ajeev ho..

insaan ka insaan se, uth raha vishwaas jo.

 

Ye waqt ki khamoshiyan, laa rhin agaaz hai..

Sochta hai tu kya, ye kroor ka jaal hai..

 

Jaanta woh nhi, imaan ye atoot hai..

Hoslon ki ye patang, vibhakt se adrishya hai..

 

Bhu se agyaat tu, haasil na tu kar payega..

Prakriti se janma tu, manushya na ban payega..

 

Azaadiyan cheekh kar, chheen lengi rakt vo..

Jo desh ka desh se, kar rha vidroh jo..

 

Kashtiyon ki ye nadi, hai bhari aakrosh se..

Iss chubbhan ki saanjh toh, shunya hogi bhor se..

 

Jo na thami shaam ye, manzoor ho taap vo..

shaastron se pare, shastra ko na maan do..

 

Jo pal raha chiraag sa, raakh tu ho jayega..

GOONJ si jo main uthun, tu shikaar ho jayega..tu shikaar ho jayega..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AGES..

Ages pass on, we, you and I move on,

keeping hope we stick on, together we build our bond.

Bond that’s deep, depth that we meet,

meet when we uncover, uncover what is covert.

Covert that is unshared, unshared but adhered,

adhered what is ignored by rest, rest who’s presence is rare.

Rare not outside but inside, inside we pray, love and cry,

cries that are unheard, unheard wishes & desires later burned.

Burned emotions turn stern, where logics and reasons go beyond,

beyond our reach & smiles, becoming unbound yet bound.

Touched, unfold , solved our hearts may or may not,

keeping hope we stick on, together we build our bond.

Ages will pass on, we, you and I will move on!