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 12 July 2014


The day is broken,
Unspoken, out of the blue,
And is still crashing on deep,
And it is numb,
Indifferent to the cries..

The day is broken,
Freezing the thoughts,
Pushing them to no return,
And hit by its vertigo,
Has grown dumb to every call..

The day is broken,
Its every bit betraying,
The selfishness rips apart,
To a humiliating despair,
As if it has no tomorrow..

The day is broken,
Imminent is a lesser word,
For the coerced fall,
That it looks set to for,
Overlooking, overstepping..

The day is broken,
Heart is the victim again,
And it is scary,
Its spirit is a fallen shadow,
So unusual, so unknown..

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey -