Who knew that the time No less than three palmists predicted That come 2020/2021 I would cut down my activities And devote more time to spiritual sadhana Would come a trifle sooner than they predicted But hail to the smell of joy and freedom From the many cares and skirmishes That social media, Or for … Continue reading The Season of the Pursuit of Truth
I do not exhaust The possibility of Truth, Neither does my family Nor my friends, Neither does any country Nor any race.
I once met Truth on its solitary walk And considering myself lucky I engaged in conversation. "Truth," I said (Surprised at my own boldness To address Truth thus) "How do I get to know thee better? I am ready to renounce everything For thy sake." "My child," Truth said In a friendly tone, "You need … Continue reading An Encounter With Truth
Yeah, love is great and all that But there is more to the human Than mere sentiments and emotions And what we love today We may not tomorrow Such is human nature Fickle like a snowflake Amidst all these changes There is something that endures Something that is more real us Than mere body and … Continue reading Not Merely Human
I listen to the voice of the few Who drum on my ears The knowledge they knew And went beyond desires and fears. This is what they say In pointing out the way: Our happiness is hostage to uncertainty And when obtained, is transitory; We seek for it all the while outside While its wellspring … Continue reading The Teaching
The “I” that I am thinking I am is an illusion, only an appearance, a mere name-and-form, underlying which is the One and Only One Reality that is there, namely, Consciousness. That Consciousness I am (Aham Brahmasmi) and That Thou Art (Tat Tvam Asi).—Yours Truly
Death is all around me I, too, am its target Perhaps sooner than I fancy Why then this foolish obsession With equations and theorems Can Truth ever be captured In symbols however arcane And if it is Truth that we want Can knowledge that pertains To the world of space and time Give you at … Continue reading What Would Sankaracharya Say?
What is this energy which we all have? This energy is thinking, feeling; it is interest, enthusiasm, greed, passion, lust, ambition, hate. Painting pictures, inventing machines, building bridges, making roads, cultivating the fields, playing games, writing poems, singing, dancing, going to the temple, worshipping—these are all expressions of energy; and energy also creates illusion, mischief, misery. The very finest and the most destructive qualities are equally the expressions of human energy. But, you see, the process of controlling or disciplining this energy, letting it out in one direction and restricting it in another, becomes merely a social convenience; the mind is shaped according to the pattern of a particular culture, and thereby its energy is gradually dissipated.
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Politics rules only men's minds By appeasing & admonishing Poetry rules men's hearts & souls Wielding the twins truth & love All monuments erected by politics Are soon razed to the ground But the words of poetry linger on Forever etched on the human soul And any damn fool can tell you No one conquers … Continue reading Poetry Is Mightier Than Politics
You set out seeking enlightenment as the solution to all the ills that beset life as is ordinarily lived. On this quest, if you are lucky, sooner than later you get told “You are that which you are seeking. The seeker is the sought.” There may be several reasons that are offered as to why … Continue reading The Paradox of Seeking Enlightenment