he morning was still fresh
The evening was wildly free
The night was in a rush to go
The day was like a thrilling ride

The joy was there to do more
The sense was lost in saying so
The call was pure to go along
With no reasons to stop midway

Life was groovy, like always
But it had added spice that day
To croon the songs afresh
Feeling that impulse in veins

The lyrics was post-modern
Kafkaesque in after-effects
Existing somewhere deep inside
Where ends blurred and melted

But the individual was prevailing
Love with self was wildly tamed
The dark corners were lit purple
The symbols were self assertive

Yesterday and tomorrow mingled
To shape a today that had wings
On a journey beyond this life
To read the texts as they were

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Life is always slogged with alter-egos – the personality and its other aspects – and the underlying philosophy that is assorted, assimilated and reflected as we move on with time.

This experiential philosophy is a way to look at things with a leverage to look at in your own way, giving you, in turn, the leverage to scale the scope.

That is a vital way to look at life as it keeps you in company – the way that has been famously philosophical about philosophy – its inherent roots in you and its subsequent emergence and sustenance based on how efficiently you understand, communicate with and befriend your alter-egos.

And the existentialism of this philosophy is – it also allows you to develop your own paradigm (and paradoxes as well) including your own ways and definitions to look at life events, attachments and detachments, pain and peace, and what may be behind our feelings to feel so or what may follow our feelings.

Life is always sum total of events that are never sum total in entirety – shaping, fragmenting, reshaping and inventing on its way – from a day to the next – from an aspect of life to the other.

The life experiences are varied. Life lives them in vivid ways. Within a life, you are your one aspect today – you are your other aspect tomorrow.

A life lived is about an efficient and naturalized circumnavigation of the varied aspects of your life – the alter-egos that take you to the extremes of life events – the experiences that let you philosophize about the lives you internalize to become one with your question to become you.

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Do we follow pre-destined paths?
Do we follow pre-designated plans?
Do we follow pre-laid patterns?

‘Does life follow pre-designated events as it moves’ is a question that we all ask consistently in our lives.

It is a proposition that comes to us varyingly – a suggestion, an intention, and eventuality, a possibility – as we question the life events, as we look for the meaning of ‘being me’, as we search for our identity in the realm we share with others.

That is what it goes like, and it is natural to be so.

Even the diehard individualists and postmodernists come across the moments when they accept the elements of faith and destiny in the evolution of their thought-process, in shaping their continuum to live it on.

That is being human, that is being natural.

We all are like that.

In any lifetime, there can never be a uniform way to go along.

We follow pre-destined paths.
We follow pre-designated plans.
We follow pre-laid patterns.

We concur with them. But there are spontaneous and instinctive human calls as well, to disagree, to breath the days anew.

And we then refuse to imbibe what they make us to read.

And embark on a journey where we lay down the stopovers to meet the disagreements to bring them in harmony with our existence.

We don’t follow pre-destined paths then.
We don’t follow pre-designated plans then.
We don’t follow pre-laid patterns then.

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“Don’t conform.
Life has no place for frailties.
Respect the rebel voice within you.
That may well be the call of the finer you.
Aspire and be liberated.
Life has no place for sympathy seekers.”



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He was not able to read the Absence in him, an Absence the paradigms of which were so familiar to him.

He loved to read and read regularly the writing of his life experiences, their liveliness and the void of their silent moments.

But something was amiss this time.

Also, the want of the ‘Absence’ was shadowing all other that was present.

Though, he still loved to read the life, he was not in communion with his soul to read the Absence today, because he was not able to personify his thoughts.

They were running together. They were not talking.

They were walking together. They were still not talking but their steps were in unspoken unison.

They were trying to read each other. The silent space between them was uniting their thoughts to converse, giving them the opportunity.

Yet, he was not able to read the Absence in him this time. He was not able to personify the Absence in him this time.

He was not able to experience this experience though he knew he had to read it, to make sense of all other that was present.

There was no other way but to come back to it, to try again, to talk to the silence of the Absence, to sit across its personification, to read the life, to make sense of the passage to the time again.

Life is about living it regularly.

Living is about reading the life consistently, in fusion with its liveliness, in harmony with its silence.

A life’s identity is about existing in its fulsomeness. It is about inhabiting its voids.

He was not able to make sense of everything else in the life today. He was not able to talk to the Absence in him today.

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Increasing chances are if you are the old school, if you are of the breed who believes in building and following a relation out of your family honestly, going by the puritan ethos of commitment, you will be betrayed.

It is not specific to any particular relation or any set of particular relations.

Yes, but it hurts more in cases of friendships and its extensions and variations because it then involves innocent expectations and informal elements of relations that exist in a family.

Who is right, who was wrong, is always perceived and assimilated individually.

Be the individualist to the core, be true to your heart, in handling your sentiments whenever you feel betrayed by someone you thought was on the same page as you were and you felt for the person as you feel for your ‘self’.

You have no right over anyone but you. You can be manipulated, your emotions can be exploited, but never let them take you down to the level that you start misunderstanding your ‘self’.

It is cliché but true that honesty and commitment are misunderstood if followed in totality. But can they be followed selectively, opportunistically? That is nothing but debauchery.

Whatever that your acts are taken for, stick to your viewpoint, follow what you have been doing.

Never compromise the purity of your thought process because of someone else. It will be a double whammy. The other one has already betrayed you. Now you will be betraying your ‘self’, the raison d’être of your ‘being’.

Yes, it hurts but pain can be a very good friend, a blessing in disguise.

”Pain always makes the space for a good friend. Its resilience lets you go deeper within you, connecting you with YOU, giving you the language, to communicate, with your SELF.”

Remain honest. Keep believing in totality of commitments. That is a must for you to remain honest to your ‘self’.

Life has to be about you. It’s better to look inside than to run aimlessly when pain afflicts you. Handling it positively is the reminder that you are still in the league of independent souls, and have not become the mere pawns of fate, destiny or compromised existence.

Remain committed to your value-system. Learn from betrayals. Learn from the pain they cause. And come out to be the stronger, better and a more humane ‘YOU’.

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Beyond this life
There is a call
There is a script
You need to read
You have to write

Beyond this life
There is a life
To be explored
Waiting for you
To be your guide

Beyond this life
There is a you
Maybe neglected
Partially unknown
Discover that time

Beyond this life
Let you be free
Work your drive
Be spirited to go
Beyond this line

Beyond this life
Beyond this line
There is a life
There is a you
In search of your life

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“Your whole world is within you..defined or abstract

Talk to your inner Self..reach out to your Soul.

Seek out your Self first before reaching out to the world.

Don’t be a follower..your world has to be the reflection of You.”

Your Whole World is Within You

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How do we contextualize life?
Do we feel the need of doing so?
Do we ever do so?
How often do we do so?

Or is it just a worded corollary, responding to the impulsive flare-ups of fleeting thoughts —

— to define, defend or suppress the  ramifications of multiple sub-identities hosted on adapted and belied sanctums with juxtapositioned sentiments of extreme hours and interim sentimentalities crossworded on the life of indices and serendipities driven by the

–         Exuberance of ‘nonetheless’,
–         Calibration of ‘something else’,
–         Fascination of ‘unknown’,
–         Magnetism of ‘unseen’, and
–         Navigation of ‘uncharted’..

..fixed fluidically on hinges made of pure conviction and platonic inhibition and fuelled consistently by a state of ‘no expectations’ in the dark alleys of adrenaline pumped Batmanesque curiosity?

After all, what is darkness but the precursor of light or the light itself playing a vital role in understanding the life, in reading its uncertainties, in writing your interpretations of these uncertainties.. the context is there..

..and it is not there..’s all within you..
..whether you could locate it..
..or you failed to read it..and.. don’t need to be a psychic for it..
..introspect and retrospect to make sense of what is happening and why it is happening..
..see the context, read the context..

The ultimate game – the high voltage adventure – life is this – we play it up every minute..

– We may/may not read the written
– We need to write on it what we need to do
– Every moment has to be lived fully
– What is at the gateway is your soul
– You need to dig deep within
– You need to fight deep within to make the surroundings go green
– Make life secondary aperture of the living
– Be your best friend and worst critic to realize your potential

Context is free. Living is free. You are free. We exist.

Bound by ethics of an Existentialist! Make the happenings see you first.

Someone had said – be the Existentialist at Heart..

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Does God play dice?

This famous proposition, made by Stephen Hawking in one of his most celebrated papers, has reverberations in sociological spaces too, reverberations that echo; echo that has been so loud and deafening yet so invisible that by now it has lost its valour it used to have, its discourse orientations it used to generate, and has become a trite, a threadbare show of almost philosophical outlets, an irony lived well but understood poorly. Irony because everyone asks this question so many times during her or his stay here yet we seldom take the next step, a step to look beyond, to go the unconventional way to look for genesis and nemesis of life events.

We blame everything, God, time, other people, bad luck, circumstances, sometimes us, but we seldom look beyond to read inscriptions of moments encrypted on subtle layers of subconscious. We misread moments, we mislead their proposition, we misguide our senses, we miss string of life and we do all this in the name of being pragmatic.

We blame, we react, we overpower, and we are overpowered.

When we overpower, which doesn’t happen so often, it is well and good; when we are overpowered, that happens so frequently’ we look to shift the responsibility and we look to blame someone for such events and see, what we find most of the time.

We blame ‘life’ or ‘God’ and we very conveniently put everything in an abyss never realizing we are escaping the required imminent and soon escapism becomes a way of life for us. Instead of us winning over the moments, moments dictate our moves, pushing us into an illusionary world that paints before us that we are living our individuality but we seldom realize when we lost the ‘philosophy of being individual’.

Does God play dice?

It is a common question which everyone asks herself or himself so many times in her or his lifetime. When we ask such questions and when we look for insights, we tend to move to the philosophical realms. Here I am not talking about philosophy as a discourse or a discipline but it has more to do with the philosophical underpinnings of existence and identity and here philosophy becomes an ironical necessity, a necessity we have become habituated to ignore in day-to-day life.

If we turn to ‘philosophy of Puritanism’, the ‘dicing’ proposition looses its relevance. If we turn to the philosophy incarnation of the day as preached by so called intellectuals and self-made God-reincarnations or even by the academicians, it becomes misleading enough to veer us to the brink of conscience crisis.

When we are asked to ‘accept everything as it comes’ and ‘whatever that happens is for good’ and when we start believing in such propositions, not debating what good it brought to us and if there was any good at all in whatever that happened, we start loosing our individuality slipping into the conscience crisis not realizing it in the name of ‘being practical’.

“The longest journey is the journey inward.” When former UN Secretary General Dag Hammarskjold had said these words, he was repeating this basic need of life. We all follow some values in life which we all justify anyhow and we are right in doing so but to go beyond, we need to turn to pragmatism of conscience and that only could lead to a fine blend of ‘the ways we go across to deal with prompts and hurdles of life’ and ‘optimized scale of conscience, the philosophical element’, so as to fix the ‘dice’ in a poise on the scale of thinking in a way that can achieve a swing state tending to get back to the root of one’s existence whenever it gets disturbed.

And this balance, this ‘philosophy of necessity’ cannot be defined, cannot be measured, and cannot be precised universally. It is subjective enough and can only be attuned by the individual life preferences and circumstances if one tends to balance the moments in the line of practical and philosophical inputs and practical outcomes.

And if philosophy is essentially a way to look back at and understand life, ‘philosophy of necessity’ may lead us to make decisions that not only support our material self but can give us the much needed spiritual base too and mind you when I talk about spiritual self, I intend to reach across.

We all have this base of spirituality, but we lack it in practicality of getting along with it, limiting us to mostly rituals and temples and shrine visits, and so excluding it out of our daily routine.

If spirituality is akin to exploring deeper of ‘you’ connecting you to your ‘self’ and hence to the ‘light’, it has to be a part of your everyday moments, be it even for a while. We need to realize ‘necessity of philosophy’ here to base our decisions on pragmatism and conscience. And no one can teach it. We are the teachers and we are the learners and so either we make it or flunk it. Balancing ‘philosophy’ and ‘necessity’ is a difficult proposition. I find myself struggling to go along with my spiritual self. Fortunately, off late, I have been able to swing the poise to a balancing axle. I hope to continue and survive with this instinct in the long run now.

And I am just a common man in the sea of countless thinking silhouettes like me. This sea of similarity has this uniqueness of sameness.

Nature has given us a narrow range of expressions with just seven universal emotional expressions of humans as Psychology tells us and within this narrow range, we have countless thoughts and resulting expressional variants of basic entities. So, somehow, somewhere, we cross our ways. But we seldom get affected by some positive attributes of others, focusing largely on pinning what we can find that can be criticized.

‘Cribbing’ is a buzz word in conversations. We wear so many layers that we cannot or do not want to look at positives and we do all this in the name of ‘individuality’. The ‘sameness’ that can be a blessing turns into a moronic proposition then. We do not realize this ‘philosophical necessity’ of the ‘sameness of thought processes’ and so we are not able to sift through to find if something is there to widen our horizon.

‘God does not play dice’.

It is this bunch of ‘us’ who make life a ‘dicing’ game.

Subsistence of life is a practical need but subservience to the moments and compromises with the conscience in the name of pragmatism make philosophy a bookish term drifting it away from some of its basic tenets which are the necessities of life and what we have is the prevalence of cliché expressions like ‘do not preach philosophy please’ and other fashionable expressions of ridiculing honesty and principles.

Though by its very definition, philosophy should be treated as a subjective outlet, and therefore no one has any right to interfere in someone else’s life, we all, at some point of time, feel for this ‘philosophy of necessity’ to support our material ‘self’ with the spiritual ‘self’.

We may do it knowingly or unknowingly, but we all do it.

Life and Philosophy are the twins bound by the ironical necessity of their interdependence and everyone needs to find a way to reach to her or his own ‘philosophy of necessity’.

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