Thursday, 16 July 2015

As you like it Act 1 and 2

The rain drops chaste as its origin fall from the eternal vastness, rest upon the steep slopes ready to flow down, pacing swiftly ahead, meeting other brooks on the way, obliterating obstacles, mingling with mud, meandering but moving and ultimately emptying into the cosmic reservoirs. An intricate mystery understood by none! The inceptions most sorrowful, then a tottering youth and a steady maturity finally blending into the feeble age of peaceful demise. Being born a human is purely a luck by chance but building and sustaining humanity throughout the course life is not everyone's cup of tea! Alas this world! The most essential elements of life can neither be beheld nor can be touched in contrast to the illusive avarice for the materialistic possessions that we all cease to seize! However they can be felt and sensitized. Perhaps the abstractions of these underpinnings of nature was destined to shield the living beings from their own greed, malice and collusions that might have threatened their very existence. The traits of human nature may be diverse but beat around the same mulberry bush! Atrophied of love, this mesmerizing world have been desolate and gloom would lay predominant. Unconditional love out-powers even the most lethal of the weapons. Love is the universal heartbeat with which every soul throbs, though its manifestations may seem diverse. As the air flowing from the East to the West and the mighty waves dashing against the shingle, "Love knows no bounds". The powers of love may be awe-inspiring, one only needs to surge them to action!

Yet it is a great to pity to see a prodigious amount of hypocrisy brewing about every niche. The only sin possible in my eye is to deny your own inner calling. Not to respond to its impetuous urge causes all sorts of complexions. The typical stereo-typical society has certainly enthralled the budding minds with their ‘perverse impossible ideals’. The condemnation of sex and love puts at war against our own energy – and a double minded man is unstable in all his ways – as most of us are!

The dictionary has fallen into the hands of masochists’ vectors who have marred one the most beautiful words. Trust, fidelity and ‘chastity’ have been reduced to what is called virginity in a bawdy language. A deeper psychological insight reveals jealousy, the offspring of insecurity.

Today is a world where you can ping your fiend sitting right at the North Pole in a mere fraction of a second. We have become a global village but with this contraction in a virtual sense have our beings also started to contract only to be reduced to a malodourous trickle? A branch severed from the trunk hurts both equally – men and women are no exceptions! Peace is but a dream until the ‘complements’ do not merge into one another, unconditionally, having casted off all the trash of untold centuries. It is time to tickle the ‘vast unused network’ of billions of electrical connection of biological computer……..


The rain drops chaste as its origin fall from the eternal vastness, rest upon the steep slopes ready to flow down, pacing swiftly ahead, meeting other brooks on the way, obliterating obstacles, mingling with mud, meandering but moving and ultimately emptying into the cosmic reservoirs. An intricate mystery understood by none! Atrophied of love, this mesmerizing world have been desolate and gloom would lay predominant. Love is the universal heartbeat with which every soul throbs. As the air flowing from the East to the West and the mighty waves ramming against the shingle, "Love knows no bounds". Perhaps the epicenter of every teen is love and sex.

Yet it is a great to pity to see a prodigious amount of hypocrisy brewing about every niche. The only sin possible in my eye is to deny your own inner calling. Not to respond to its impetuous urge causes all sorts of complexions. The typical stereo-typical society has certainly enthralled the budding minds with their ‘perverse impossible ideals’. The condemnation of sex and love puts one at war against one’s own energy – and a double minded man is unstable in all his ways – as most of us are, trying to fish for a relationship and at the same time shying away from it!

The dictionary has fallen into the hands of masochists’ vectors who have marred one the most beautiful words. Trust, fidelity and ‘chastity’ have been reduced to what is called virginity in a bawdy language. A deeper psychological insight reveals jealousy, the offspring of insecurity. We have tried to captivate love/sex and channelize to a single person. But is the nature of a river to be dynamic or static?

Today is a world where you can ping your fiend sitting right at the North Pole in a mere fraction of a second. We have become a global village but with this contraction in a virtual sense have our beings also started to contract only to be reduced to a malodourous trickle? A branch severed from the trunk hurts both equally – men and women are no exceptions! Peace is but a dream until ‘these complements’ do not merge and melt into one another, unconditionally, having casted off all the trash of untold centuries. It is time to tickle the ‘vast unused network’ of billions of electrical connection of our biological computer……..


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