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 11 July 2017


The door was opaque, like the dust 
Frustrating and giving hopes similarly 
There looked nothing beyond its colours 
Yet there was this opening to go past it 
To bathe the soul anew after the hiatus 
That had gone into uncertain directions 
Yes, fear was the spoken writ of times
That colours would fade into nothingness 
But the silent spirit of hope remained 
Pushing to go through the passage left 
Like the oft quoted hoping against hope 
Yes, sometimes it hurts, but for good 
Moments make you fugitive of fate 
Or a recluse of life's imposed hesitations 
At times, you wish to run into a dark room
Holding tightly the loosening grip of hope 
Alone and mocked, left adrift with chaos
When even your own people question you
For being so stubborn with a failing hope
But you remain there, believing in you 
The black of the failing hope, sometimes
Is the only element that speaks for you
Helping you get over your frustration
Taking you beyond, through the passage