Words...

Words can motivate,
Words can kill,
Words can bring a smile,
Words can make you love,
Words can bring wars,
Words can bring peace,
Words can enlighten a soul.

I do not cognize a thing until
I don’t form a word for it.

I can’t comprehend why
I write, now, on words.

If he controls the sense organs,
He has controlled himself.
If he controls his mouth,
He has controlled the whole world.
I know not of control. Any control.
I lost discipline…
I lost all…

I can’t comprehend why
I write, now, on words.

I do not maketh the soul,
Which seeks preachers.

Giving in the senses’ pleasure.
Sense’s power, pride, preference
I started losing each of it.
Hands, legs, eyes and finally mouth.
Abandoning the controls did I lose
Trust… from people, never lost before.
Words have done a wonder on me.

I can’t comprehend much why
I write, now, on words.

Preachers were past to me
Deaf hears are only here.

Words can bring trust
Words can bring faith
Words can bring a soul
A soul to bring meaning to life.
And more meaning to death.
Because death becomes life.
Paradoxical life, don’t we lead!

I can comprehend why
I write, now, on words.

Here I am…leading to nowhere
Gone past the spaces to kill.

Murders, communion…
What difference does it make
To a soul which has lost value of senses.
Because I lost words… I lost preachers…
I lost discipline… I lost discrimination…
I lost whole value system…
I lost a birth…

Kill, my lord, the unruly mind
Guide me to the feet of yours.

happiness thru unhappiness

How happy things affects the world at large! How happy things make it unhappy…. How much do one has to put up with happiness…
I dint know Man can be such a creature. A creature known only to destroy… only to discover what he could destroy… and happiness is one thing he wants to destroy… don’t ask me, "why the heck would Man want to destroy happiness? When all hes been doing for ages is attain that happiness?" …. Well my answer would be "that he imagined to be happiness." Those of you who understood good for you. Full stop.
I happen to realize very recently that man actually doesn’t need happiness, its more psychological … he wanted to be happy, unfortunately he is not, so he says I am better being unhappy. That is one point of view, which a dunce might choose, a little better headed might go for … "the sympathy play" – "look how sad iam! Look how many problems I have on my head. Look how responsible I should behave and how difficult it is be like me. And finally look at me, I am putting up with all this."
Now that’s like a psychological play, the unknown mind would have performed a task like this when you were very young. Now analyse yourself – how many people when kids, had been happy to tie a brightly shown bandage to school????!!! How happy you were when showing friends that you have been hurt? How you displayed it? Look at your little brain then, it had already calculated the bloody world right then. And now you are big enough to cognize this, it has nurtured itself into something more.
Now, you are happy seeing yourself unhappy! Precisely, you are happy you are being observed, you are happy you are pitied, you are happy you are unique because you are being talked about ‘how unhappy you are’. Don’t tell me you don’t. you would be fooling yourself. Just accept as is and, try switching over the plugs… it makes a difference to be happy when you are happy but not talked about!
I know a man at my work place... we are given enough work to spend some 12 hours at office everyday on a particular month!... he is a kind of a person who shows the tension on his face. A tension which tells the other man that, ‘ I have a problem much bigger than that of what you have.’ I used to wonder why was everybody so tensed about everything, bloody hell, they are in this office working hard, and so unhappy with what they are doing and yet proud of it because they have a problem bigger than others. Because they have a responsibility bigger than others. Because they have a seen the reality of life! Well, I put this sentence now because, that’s the trend now. Everybody who is suffering their neck-off have seen the reality of life… more you suffer, the more you seen from life.
And now comes another man, who is totally happy all time. Having equal number of work, equal number responsibility on his head. But he is found happy all the time. What is he talked about? – "he is never working. What does he know about office and home responsibility?" but actually he might be the one who is able. But unfortunately he is happy! I know how people get so frustrated by looking at him. Oh ghosh, the kind of hatred that he faces from others, reason being, he is happy.
And, did you realize that, movies which have a sad ending is always a big hit? That’s called reality they say. You see a miserable movie, they say….thats reality. You see a damn happy-ending movie, damn nicey-nice movie…’oh, what a imaginable world are they in?..no way it can happen in my life, atleast.’
And have you realized one another thing – that people keep asking you of your weakness?!...i don’t want to give examples here… I just hate questions which can bring you down.
So, what is this that makes man so happy with unhappiness? Why does he beat around unhappiness?
Realize that, a happy life, a happy soul, a smiling face has a reality in life too. Realize that, happy minds succeed better (but ofcuz without much recognition in the short run), climb the ladder with a smile…you might see people pullin you down…don’t stop, keep deaf ears and continue to climb with a smile.