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 September 2014

WHEN I WAS NOT BORN..

When I was not born,
Life had asked,
If I knew what was living
When I was not born,
Death had asked me,
If I knew what was dying
When I was not born,
Life had,
This sudden revelation
To ask me..
When I was not born,
Death had,
This sudden manifestation
To explain me..
Life was there..
Death was there..



Waiting for my words,
Not sure of their positions
They were exasperated,
Personified,
But yet to be born,
I remained with me
They had their reasons,
To ask..
I had my reasons
To not answer..
They remained there
I remained there
These positions were clear,
When I was not born..

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey - http://severallyalone.blogspot.com/