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