LIFE IS ALWAYS SLOGGED WITH ALTER-EGOS

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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.

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

DO WE FOLLOW PRE-DESTINED PATHS?

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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.

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey–https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

WHEN I WAS NOT BORN..

When I was not born,

Life had asked,

If I knew what was living

When I was not born,

Death had asked me,

If I knew what was dying

When I was not born,

Life had,

This sudden revelation

To ask me..

When I was not born,

Death had,

This sudden manifestation

To explain me..

Life was there..

Death was there..

Waiting for my words,

Not sure of their positions

They were exasperated,

Personified,

But yet to be born,

I remained with me

They had their reasons,

To ask..

I had my reasons

To not answer..

They remained there

I remained there

These positions were clear,

When I was not born..

 ©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/