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 23 July 2011


Life is relative presence of metathoughts
Death is just a relative absence of thoughts
Happening as it is, happened as it was
Scripting the ride, lost in the celebrated void,
Caught in the hide, away to the treacherous jive

The vibrating nonsense, the agitating moondance
Trespassing the soliloquy of you and me and us
Somewhere to the known territory beyond this life
Away from the amorous wilderness, a journey
To the metathoughts where all that is you and me
Where all that is to aspire is the thought of us

Life is relative presence of thoughts of us
Death is absolute absences of thoughts of us

Happening it is, for-ever it is to be
Air melts, outlines dissolve..

The song gets the spontaneous tune, a flow
Weaving the magic of your unspoken words
Attuned to the calligraphy on that unsung ink
Charting the territory of the virgin wilderness
Eyes dig deep, go deeper, to find nothing, but
To be lost again in the magic of us that tells me
The beginning of you and me, reliving the joy of

That eternity of us..

Where are you has never been the question
For-ever it is to be, the eternity of us, is the
Only proposition..

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey

Jaisalmer, Rajasthan
©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey


Thursday 14 July 2011


Aftermath of the latest Mumbai blasts: expect some silly politicking, witness high-pitched rhetoric on airwaves, emotional campaigns to look unite in the crisis hour steered by politicians n media organs - some articles on how resilient Mumbaikars are, saluting the spirit of Mumbai, sloganeering for India, the Superpower of the days ahead - let a week pass, n, all comes to a dud - only to become victims of these coward mercenaries again! Come on! Stop this nonsensical attitude! India-do something! Rise above the rhetoric! 

Photographs: Sourced from the Internet

Sunday 10 July 2011


©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey

The lonely horizon, the only dominion

An urge to ascend higher
A determination to fly freer
A pledge to crush it deeper
A silence to make it hungrier
The only horizon, the lonely dominion

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey

Friday 8 July 2011


Lost in thoughts..talking to the hills of Northern Himalaya
©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey   

We live in brighter moments.
We live in darker moments.
We live in greyer moments. 
We live in missing moments. 
We live in touching moments. 

Minutes of life have shades of variations. 
Life is nothing but,
Sum total of momentary interconnections! 
Intercrossed extensions of variegated relations!
Entirety of Moments with all their ramifications!

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey

Monday 4 July 2011


Holy Dip: A symbolic act by millions, taking a dip into the Ganga water, immersing the whole body, repulsing every thought but the connect with the Mother Ganga to seek her blessings or asking to forgive or pleading her to get the desperately needed ablution – for some it’s a daily act, for some, its occasional, for many its ‘sometimes in a life-time’ opportunity (I am not getting into the quality of Ganga water debate here, its conscious driven, chose your own Ghat’)

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey   

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey 
©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey 
©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey