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Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Purely, The emptiness!

I have always had this desire to roll over with skates but it is one of those wishes people usually don’t reveal as they are not really vital to them, but maybe it is a part of my nature. Maybe I never reveal too much of me even when I reveal everything, maybe it is because who I have become or maybe because nothing has ever influenced me much that I really need to care about enlightening everything. 

Thinking about serene life can be normal for people but for me it is a special idea, since I have been into so many anarchies and aged faster than usual and became weirder than I ought to. There are only a handful of things I really feel are significant to me but beside those materialistic and godforsaken objectives in life, I also try to manufacture tiny flowers in the garden under my head. In point of fact I rarely do that but it came to my notice lately that I do, whatever the world may seem and no matter what I would want to accomplish in life; my human in me just ask for a beautiful emptiness. “Emptiness” is not an affirmative but it is us that have stamped a cruel implication to it, but in reality it can be fine-looking.

For me that ‘emptiness’ doesn’t carry any melancholy or lonesomeness but it transmit an exquisite simplicity of life. It is a power of ignorance to the questions, which I don’t want to answer because I know they are way too much materialistic for my real being. It is a state where you do not have to define anything to anyone and do nothing about anything. Maybe I am giving it a whole new meaning but that’s what I would like to think of it. That state is almost unreachable but we are all trying to grab its butt without knowing. As we are all fighting with nerve-racking situations and problematic routines or bad relationships or worst scenarios of life? Have you ever wondered why you are fighting and where you want to reach after that? Maybe you have wanted peace or isolation after everything but all I want is to be nothing, do nothing and mean nothing. It might sound horrifying to some people but that complex state of being a nothing is actually a true state of happiness.

We are all running after to reach somewhere, finding meaning of lives we are living, and elaborating our lives into words and sentences to give it a bona fide and complex purport. But what if we don’t need to do that, what if we can just stay calm at where we are, at being anything and mean nothing. I want to reach that state of being nothing called ‘emptiness’, where I have no definition of what I am doing and neither I would want to find one, what humans are suppose to do or what a daughter or a sister or a friend is supposed to do.

But materialism has eaten our souls although it is not wrong either, because that’s also a state of life’s reality. And we cannot defy reality but we can find within us a state of being nothing, not permanently, not as a substantial proof, but just as passivity.


Sunday, February 2, 2014

Raftaar!

kisi ne ek afva felayi thi ek dafa, ki “jo hota hai acche k lie hota hai”;

Ho bhi sakta hai par shayad me wakif nahi, agar me kahu to “jo hota hai kisi maksad se hota hai”.

Dhue k nashe me jab gadhi ki awaaz k dohrav k saath sanse chalti hai, tab ek darr sa lagta hai ki me is ehsaas me fass na jau...

Ussi fande ka darr zindagi k har vakye me lagta hai, kahi me haar na jau, akele na reh jau, zindagi me kuch hasil kar pau, kahin mujhe mohabbat na hojae, agar hojae to kaash mil jae, agar mil jae to saath reh jae… sath reh bhi jae to me khush reh pau…

Kisi bhi baat ka kabhi koi ant nahi hota, zindagi ke mukaam hote hi anant hai; ya fir shayad hume esi hi zindagi chahiye hoti hai.

Har insan zindagi me khushiyo ka picha karta hai, par mujhe lagta hai hum khushiyo k piche nahi gol bhag rahe hain. khushiya mil bhi jaati hai to rukte kahan hai, sukoon se beth k saans bhi nahi lete,

Fir bhaagne lagte hai kisi raah me koi khushi dhundne, asal me to bas bhaagna accha lagta hai, shayad insan hota hi thoda bawra hai… sochta hai ki nahi hai, par bohot zyada hai. Vo pagalpan hi hai jo hume khushi or himmat deta hai bhaagte rehne ki.

Hum sochte hain kab khatam hoga ye toofan, kab mai chen ki saans lunga, par uske lie ant ka intezaar kyn karna hai? abhi hi lelo gehri saans, kynki aage bas bhaagna hai. Jo karna hai sath sath karo, intezaar mat karo sai waqt ka; kynki waqt ne bhi kabhi waqt ki suni hai?

Uske saath hi daudh’ chalo, kabhi kuch nahi savrega or na hi kabhi kuch itana tabaah ki ruk pao. Bas maksad dhundo ki kyn hua or pakad lo raftaar. Asaan nahi par or koi charra b nahi hai kynki ek baar soch k dekho ki jitana b kuch hua hai aajtak kabhi ruke ho?

Islie,

bhaago bas!