Ideological Revolutions

Beneath the lines of tragedy always lie a restless belief , which pictures itself more in terms of practicality than a theory. We all have a perception about life through which we see our existence. How often we are led/misled to envisage that its going to be true for everyone else too. Humans have an interesting perception , they find everything to be revolving around them. Draw the parallel against God , who also believes the same. Hence we share some intrinsic traits with him which we mite not realize to be present in us. The purpose of these thoughts is to know when beliefs dont become a reality , how often they can cause a havoc in those who carry them. Encouraging them to be even more relentless in their pursuit of implementing such ideologies , denying the facts of their applicability in terms of times , geographical positioning and surroundings which will be thoroughly impacted during such process.

Such beliefs are not necessarily confined to the boundaries of religion but can also be sharing the areas of politics , societal shifts and economics of a particular area. In all such movements , my strict disagreement has always been the mere fact that any and every impact on human race is just rejected out rightly in the name of the 'cause'. We forget how our actions ,no matter how smaller in nature , can have a massive trickle down effect. Lets take this example , a person working is scolded by his boss for something he is responsible. That person will go back to his/her room and will scold his juniors. Those juniors and this person when they will go back , they will - with a high probability- take it out on their loved ones. So lets say , they take it out on their life-partners. Who , obviously dont understand the reason however they will believe that they put in equally effort to make sure that daily life is spent at a reasonable quality level. Where will they vent? Obviously children or anyother closer relatives or probably neighbors. Lets say that if childrens are scolded , they wont also have the idea of where it all is coming from - hence they will need to let it all get out of their system either by fighting amongst themselves or with their friends. I can keep on exploring this cycle but that is not important thing. What is to be understood here is the rational which concludes that one action can open up N reactions at N different levels. This can reach up to any level. If in this example , where nothing is at stake , implications can be of this greater significance consider this. If a country's head does something to do injustice to one person - keep imagining like i did. Tragedy is only inevitable. It will be just a matter of time when the bubble will burst.

I will end it now. Bottom line is , no matter what makes you do some action - remember that even the smallest of action can have the gravest of impacts. Not only on the lives of who are directly related to that event - but also to those who are absolutely not related.

Let your gods be in your control - for if they get out of control, only destruction can have the final say till they are back in your control. Probably , at the cost of millions of moments butchered by the arrogrance of sipping the wines of ideological revolutions. Wait for evolution.

Pick the only cut!

my dear lonely friend!
through the shades of time
i have healed
rejuvinated in my soul
i have concealed
all the sorrows of past
who ran through my veins
to form the nexus
of my creepy existence
but now that time
has healed every wound
its time for me to test
you and your claim
of being my faithful companion
feel my freshly veiled skin
and try to find
what you left me with...
in that sand filled hut
pick the only cut!

Dream

I dream my friends,
I dream...
of never ending happy moments...
of gardens sleeping among spring year long...
.of losing vikings with heartless victories...
of falling kingdoms with unjust kings...
of victorious hardworking souls...
of sleepless soldiers of humanity...
of floating rivers of equality and properity...
of closing chambers of fearsome hatred...
of preachers reconstructing religious bridges...
of peasants sleeping with peaceful minds..
of kids playing with fire without any fear...
of gods finally deciding 'enough is enough'...
of humans finally realizing 'enoug is enough'...
I dream my friends...
I dream, what you dream not!

Call Me.

Call me someday
i wait for you..
in this lonely moment
cast your gaze on me
look at the barren land
that my heart has become
cover me with the grass
...of love , joy and freedom
from all these ideas of faith
call me someday
i will wait for you...

Spring

spring enters whispering
in the garden of eden
talk to the souls of un sung heroes,
un crowned kings
strolling around alone
they wait to be recognized
flying birds of heaven
parrots , pigeons and ravens
go talk to them,
for them bring some light
...while i stay quiet

Suicidal Note

Ik maut kee chithee day kay
iss jahan ko chornay ka soch kay
niklay ho tum jis raah pay
umeed hay laut ao gay wahan say
jub wahan say tum wapis ao gay
ik bazm-e-sawal ko muntazir pao gay
kyoun niklay thay uss rah pay?
kay jis pay sub hee hian chalay?
kya naya hay uss jahan main?
jub wekt aya to dekh lo gay
iss zakhm ko bhee kuraid lo gay
abhi to bus iss mahfil ko dekho
jis ka her rung hee nirala hay
jidher mayra or tumhara ik rishta hay
jis ko her haal main bachana hay
mauth kee aghosh say bahar jo ao gay
umeed-e-bahaar sath apnay lao gay
apni laghzish say jo bhee samajho gay
bur huk hay ,
maut ko zindagee say behtar na pao gay!!

A Letter to My Last Hope

My Lost Hope ,

You must be doing great without me.I finally have accepted this bitter reality that i will have to live without your presence.You were just a great hope on which i spent so many years.But you had to leave.I curse the moment when you finally left the door and closed it for ever.I came to wave you good bye , only to see a void.An ever expanding void.

Oh my love , i wish for the caresses of yuor pristine body.I mourn this unreasonable reason of my existence without your smiles. You are lost in this big swarm of hopes.I dont know if i will ever see you again.

You left and gave me something else.SOmething on whcih i now live my life.I am so much dependant on your clan.One after the other , and they all come just to leave me.

Whenever they leave , salty drops just water my barren carn only to become a part of dust once again.Its been ages since you left me.Its been ages since i left you.

Comeback someday to perform the formal rituals.perform thy last rites.I want to rest in peace.My restlessness wants to rest in peace.

I dont know you remember me anymore or not.But my dearest hope , i will remember each and every shade i had of you/have of you/will have of you.

I am going to sleep , till you will knock my doors again.If i dont get up , remember i am not immortal unlike you.

You are my vanity.If you dont see me alive , visit my grave someday.Lit a candle.Kiss my dust and whisper "I just came to see you.".

My dear hope i shall leave now.For night is too dark and i have to walk on.

Only Yours.
Hopeless.