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As I stood looking out into the stretch,
Beauty  picturesque – a perfect  sketch,
Warm winds brushing against my cheek,
Calmness and charm for themselves speak.

Peace spread over as far as my eyes can see
And  the  winds  playful  on  a  flirting  spree,
The morning sun  riding  on the rising beam,
Seamlessly laid out on the soothing theme.

But, I tried  decoding  that mystic theme,
– The thumping sun and the fiery beam –
Chasing dreams, like bees on spree,
Behind veiled doors, none can see.

Oh! I sense tones hushed as these elements speak,
The rawness  and  ridicule  evident  on my cheek,
For it’s my mind fabricating the quixotic sketch,
It’s just the barren  desert  rearing in the stretch.

Written by Abhishek

August 22, 2010 at 11:58 AM

Far from the madding crowd…

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After some 16 years, we made a short trip away from the daily chores of  our household. A short trip indeed – 3 days only – but no doubt one of the most soothing and charming journeys ever. It was quite a trip with no proper planning at all – not knowing how to go where we should be heading next.
We started off from Kolkata on the 31st morning for Maithon – one of the most beautiful and calming place I had ever seen. Maithon, located on the banks of river Barakar, is the home of one of the most successful projects of India and  the Damodar Valley Corporation’s first successful one. The chilling cold splash of waves against the rocks, the shivery pinching of the cold winds against our faces and the beautiful scenery – it all made for a perfect way Read the rest of this entry »

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January 3, 2010 at 9:04 PM


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Man vs God – This has been one topic which has poked me all throughout. Questions have often engulfed me to the point of dizziness. Which of the two is a reality and which one is fantasy. “Who is God?” Or rather, “what is God?” – is it just a name or a symbol or a idol out of mud and clay? Is it the manifestation of inner power of human beings? Is it simply an object to boost courage during hardship and nothing else? God never seems so real. It’s an identity created out of the inherent weakness in man. It’s born out of the insecurities in and of man. Man has created God and not the contrary. And that’s what has given God so much power. It’s a lion in a pack of sheep. The lion does not exist if there is no sheep. We are but meek creatures given into all kinds of idolatry, without ever looking inwards. Look what strength we have. Look at Swamiji’s teachings.

You are lions; you are the soul, pure, infinite, and perfect. The might of the universe is within you. “Why weepest thou, my friend? There is neither birth nor death for thee. Why weepest thou? There is no disease or misery for thee. Thou art like the infinite sky: clouds of various colors come over it, play for a moment, then vanish; but the sky is ever the same eternal blue.

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Written by Abhishek

December 28, 2009 at 8:39 PM

My new Ipod

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Rain in the soul

Rain in the soul

I got my new Ipod today. Its revolutionary, its radical, and the most important of all -its different. Yes, it’s different from Apple’s. It’s my new spiritual undertaking. It’s “Inner Peace amongst Outer Dynamism”.

When the world is at a turmoil, everything is in a state of incessant brownian movement, Ipod comes to my rescue. It’s my way of enjoying sanity amongst global madness. The run for time, the run for money and the run for materials cravings–  all becomes secondary. It’s time for listening to inner thoughts, the inner voice needs an ear. The limping soul needs someone to lean on.  Listen!! Listen !! Can you hear it cry! Can you hear it begging for someone to lend it a sympathetic hearing!

At last the time has come. I go down into recluse, musing over all that has happenened. People I have offended, those that have offended me, from the very small to the most happening events. It’s time to reflect. Like standing at the edge of a pond during sunset. The purity of the glowing colours together with the shimmering reflection of the soul in the muddy waters strikes the chord of unshaken belief in your heart which says “I’m still here.”


The Faith Returns

“I’m still here.” I repeat it to myself. Once more. A subtle sense of support stirs me up. I am not alone. I am not in the dark. I am still living with my soul. And as I fall back on my bed and slowly fall into the eternal trance, I couldn’t but keep humming these words from Enigma’s ‘Return To Innocence’ :

That’s not the beginning of the end
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Love – Devotion
Feeling – Emotion
Love – Devotion
Feeling – Emotion
Don’t be afraid to be weak
Don’t be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny

The awakening

The Awakening

Don’t care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don’t give up and use the chance
To return to innocence

That’s not the beginning of the end
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Don’t care what people say
Follow just your own way Follow just your own way
Don’t give up, don’t give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny.

— Its my return to Innocence.

Written by Abhishek

August 22, 2009 at 1:21 PM

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