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 July 2013


Delhi mist, why it is so hazy
Why it cannot be simple,   
Like the waves of your hair,
Oh, that auburn luxuriance,  
That drove me crazy 

Delhi air, why it is briny   
Why it cannot be refreshing, 
Just like the ‘thinking’ of you 
Oh, that sweet melody,  
That leaves me fascinated

Delhi's darkness,
Why it looks so hollow,
Why it cannot be rich,
Like your quiet reflections,
So loving and peaceful 

Oh, Delhi's dozed off days
Why this all is so routine
Why it cannot be,
As tempting as your smile 
My secret of keeping up with me

Oh, Delhi's sleepy nights
Why they are such a dud
Why they cannot jive,
Like your silence,
So alive when talking to me

Oh, the maddening Delhi
Why it cannot be like you
With the joy of co-existing
In my life, in my thoughts
In my days, in my moments
©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey -