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.

Sunday 14 August 2011


This is what I had written two years ago. The theme, ironically, has been so consistently relevant even now. In fact, it has always been since the very first Independence Day. It can easily be deciphered when one reads the writings of the Mahatma right after the Independence. Then also, it was about individual and biased preferences getting the dominant edge over reasonings for the collective development. India of 2011 is at the crossroads for similar underlying reasons. The time-frames of 1947 and 2011 show a collective inertia in this context. It becomes even more poignant when we see the civilized and democratized India of the 21st Century witnessing its most challenging political conflict involving mass mobilization to protest its own elected representatives on an issue that should never have been an issue in a country like India that paid such a heavy price for its freedom (partition, migration, millions of lives).
The Tryst with the Destiny 61 years ago: 

“Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance. It is fitting that at this solemn moment we take the pledge of dedication to the service of India and her people and to the still larger cause of humanity.”

Why it still seems so fresh? Why it can be applied, even today, for the soil which has given us a meaning, even if the vague one! India woke up 61 years ago but why, then, this slumber came? Why the tryst with destiny happening today gives us a mix of feelings, but inundated with questions in mind!

We are independent souls…. in essence….
Let the MESSAGE be spread across….
A LIFE lost is always a loss can never be substituted with….
Be it at CST or Taj Mahals or Karbi or Lalganj or Dantewada or elsewhere….
Let the SOUL cry….
Let it be heard across…..
We never know when the time comes…..
But it does come…..
But can we see the CST or the Taj Mahals or the Karbi in the same flow….
We NEED to…..
Lest we again be here to lament for what we did….
Lest we again be here to become an inhuman flesh…..
Another shock to look back at and to move ahead…..
To relive the trauma….
July 22, 2009