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.

Monday, 31 December 2012


There was no Connect, yet the eyes were wet
The soul cried, the words dumb and upset
Like the darkness of death, lost and haunted
Living the pain of someone close departed

Couldn’t see you, didn’t know you
But felt the pain, like stabbed in the back
You fought so bravely, rekindling the hope
And now, you are no more, gone away

Why it had to be like this?
How could we fail you?
Why do we fail us again and again?
Aren’t we all the culprits?

How could we ignore you, lying on that roadside for so long?
Are we still the brothers, the fathers, who pledged to protect you?
How could we be so inert to play politics when you were slipping away?
Aren’t we all to share the blame, to let you writhe in the pain?

A life it was that we even didn’t know, but 
Could say, was young and jovial,
Dreaming and aspiring, for,
Your fighting spirit conquers whole, permeates all

How could it be the moment when it was denied to you?
How could we breathe, when you were going away?
Why couldn’t we hear your silent shrieks?

There was no Connect but we feel you’re no more
Didn’t know you but,
Feel like a person in us died somewhere today

You’re no more but the fire rages
Could it be the call to kill the slumber of the ages?

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey -