The best way to know the self is feeling oneself at the moments of reckoning. The feeling of being alone, just with your senses, may lead you to think more consciously. More and more of such moments may sensitize ‘you towards you’, towards others. We become regular with introspection and retrospection. We get ‘the’ gradual connect to the higher self we may name Spirituality or God or just a Humane Conscious. We tend to get a rhythm again in life. We need to learn the art of being lonely in crowd while being part of the crowd. A multitude of loneliness in mosaic of relations! One needs to feel it severally, with conscience, before making it a way of life. One needs to live several such lonely moments. One needs to live severallyalone.

Saturday, 6 March 2010

HOW MANY TIMES..

How many times do I question you?
How many times do I doubt my faith?
How many moments of pain and agony
How many blows of unspoken spell of tyranny
How many times would I fail me?
Like this..
How many times you would fail me that I now doubt?
For, you have come always to my rescue
For, I could not realize your hand so many times
For, I was led to question me and you so many times
But, isn’t the evolution that I need?
O’ Almighty!
Please don’t suspect my questions
Please don’t question my intentions
It’s all in the circumstances that you force me in
It’s all in the repercussions that you witness me to
I am thankful,
That you somehow bring me beyond my questions,
Every time,
But,
You again give me more reasons to doubt
Perhaps, you also need this vehicle of evolution
Your unseen hand forcing me to look for my path again
I question, you take me beyond questions again
I look for life, you take my beyond this life again
Why do they say then faith should be doubtless, absolute?
If life is all about evolving,
Questions have to be there
For, any spot of sustained suspicion,
Hampers the faith’s evolution
O’ Almighty!
You’re fully inside me; it is said, in all
But I don’t know if I’ve seen even a trace of my internal you
The battle is on, the fight is lonely again
For how many more times?
Why don’t you come to fight for me?
For, now I need your visible hands
Like never before..desperately..

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