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.

Tuesday 14 October 2014

THE LIFE COULD NOT GET EVEN A SINGLE DEATH

Like the drought of Monsoon,
The moments remained parched,
In an expectation,
Though eyes were wet,
The thirst could not get over,
Even in pieces,
Trapped,
In the ridges of palms,
The memories remained alive,
And a life caged in those moments,
Could not get even a single death..


“Like drought of Monsoon, moments remained parched, in an expectation,
Though eyes were wet, the thirst could not get over, even in pieces,
Trapped in the ridges of palms, the memories remained alive,
And a life caged in those moments, could not get even a single death..”

THE LIFE COULD NOT GET EVEN A SINGLE DEATH 

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