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its not about ...

March 3, 2013
Its not !!! Its not About religion ,not about communism neither about slavery nor about the desire of human beings to become rich overnight so its not about materialism either . Its not about the love that instinctively human beings hold in their hearts for fellow beings !! Which is still a question a hatred or love they hold ! From culture to religion to ethnicity , its anyway is not the question its not about love for the mankind not even closer to the thoughts of Buddha ..its not about the sufferings of mankind for which we might feel unbearable pity, as they say ! Its not about the equality as they can't be equal even if they want to ... Its not about their rights to the basics facilities of life mandatory on the state ,,, its not about the expatriates of third world living like animals tamed and obedient animals to ensure they will have bright futures of siblings back home !! Its not about that really , why do someone would spare time to write about the earnings hands those are bringing foreign currencies to their homelands, a sizable contribution to the drowning economies of the third world ! Its not about the high tech machines of the most scientific human era in the history of mankind !! The robots that could yet not replaced the hands of laborer ! Its not about the magic broom that cleans the already shining floor ! Its not about that black of white man that you still have to see in seven star hotels and glittering airports , trust me its not about ! As who can replace him ,rather we all love cleanliness and its not about that bar girl who works only for 10 dollars for the whole and we know where she works and may be we spent 100 dollars for a glass of wine ! I swear its not about ! Why should I presume that its not her free will to be a bar girl so its not the matter to ponder upon .
Its not about the scattered fragrance in the meadows free for everyone its not about birds singing at dawn the oceans keeps their nudity open for all .. Its not about the perfection of nature its not about the smile of a newly born , unaware the kid is about the ethnicity and class he/she belongs too.


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the time....

July 7, 2012
the night remains the same ,,, may be the time remains the same too,,, just we feel its passing.... i wonder if its stagnant ....

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I have nothing new

May 17, 2012
walking through the bridges , high rise sky scrapers , between the roads, listening to loud voices , where all we hear , nothing we listen too. All the many windows and all with blasted glass all we know what inside ,all we knows what goes behind the curtain , nothing new ,nothing unseen,the same deals of selling and buying ,emotions sold for a mere paper , where we are what we left we left for what and the price matters. That is why its high ... !are you a buyer? do you know the cost of maintaining all this so we need higher price . A  buyer cannot be a friend and what about a friend? a friend can be a buyer .
 
whats the unique product do you have to offer ? are you the merchant of diamonds? a trader of gold ? that's not unique its common , look around your eyes may see loads of it .. what else, i have nothing new.


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the next station

May 13, 2012
It was train , metro they call it,and the computer was announcing the names and the next station is? and it goes on till it reaches to place where people are living with their desires and wishes , with their dreams and passions with the hopes in eyes ,with the love in their souls with the needs of living , some of them thinks the day is the life and the past has gone ,future will come and we ll see what to do , some of them do not think at all they think that thinking makes them sad as in the end its the same sky ,endless thoughts reaches to an ultimate block , whats now ,all dark and some of them loves to live in darkness of time , not the darkness of life ,who likes the darkness of life and who knows about it. the hope is what we all needed and all of us were hopeful that we ll cross the station and reach some where the destination predefined or undefined, predetermined or undetermined .We all were just willing to know the destiny and want to make it , lets call it a day ,one of them said ,night is still young , are we reaching to the conclusion ,its to early , darkness does not let the conclusion reaches to the mind ... so we might wait for the dawn .... but the work we are bound in time , we all are bound , lets not talk about future ,lets talk about today , about the moment ,either we are happy or we are sad the moment is not going to stay do not let it go , its the computer fixed in the metro no what what it will say , the next station is.....

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who owns the city...

February 24, 2012
People never thought of making cities and they never thought of building cities as of history.... they were quite just looking for shelters... cities are not of people ... and people are not of cities.... with their unknowing birth place they just kept on coming and going ,,, thinking themselves as custodians of universe and of countries and of cities and even of the most natural place.besides they have clear understanding about departure and they realize the unpredictable future for their generations to come, on grounds of the fears of unknown and for safety of themselves ,they become the landlords ,which is may be the part of the instinct to survive and survive like lords of the forests , where smaller animals live and wait for getting eaten by the bigger ones and it goes on.....till the evolution named the jungle of millions of people the "the metropolitan" .


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the city of silence ...

February 24, 2012
the weather in this city is unpredictable , may be because of impact of the ruling elite living in this city , a friend of mine told me either its grammatically  incorrect or morally wrong to join these two words "ruling and elite" as per his notion the rulers are not elite , but still all of us want to be rulers or all of us wish to be elite in its conventional form of meanings ...so it was drizzle with the sunshine and clouds and sun playing on the grounds of sky  like the brave and confident players of ice hockey....the city either of rulers or city of clerk babus...... it always stimulate my senses to write something...

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There was lot to write about that poor musician

February 4, 2012
But in the next morning he did not remain poor , its all about words after all and a comment made me look at it with a new perspective ,art has nothing to do with economics and it has nothing to do financial desire . Its another subject and the .... Musician for me will lost in philosophy of art for art or art for living .. Its just that with continuity of so many thoughts coming in ,with the life full of happenings all around for us and for every one .. The thought tends to take a new route with every new day and even with every new movement... Still I feel the poor musician is not a subject lost in flood of waves

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music/musicians for sale

February 2, 2012
In the castles of emperors , remembering taan saan ,his majestic voice could have brought monsoon in the winters,,, the kings must have appreciated the art of music , either the singing or the instruments playing ,kings must be rich ,, we should not have doubts about it ..but do we have doubts about the richness of art and if we have doubts why do we have doubts as may be we are using the word in materialistic or economic sense but they do also need to survive economically , and they do also have desires for financial self reliance... Not the kings but the poor musicians, the instrumentalist, the men behind the old eastern musical instruments need good return for their artistic skills..

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music /musician for sale

February 2, 2012
The tunes are being sold ,words made up of emotions sung on the wires of an instrument sold for a mere need of food and shelter .... Sung for the instinctive desire of survival ... Sung from the soul for the stomach on musical instruments. His name is an artist a musician we may call him or a humble instrumentalist. His name does not matter because he has no name as he has no fame . He can play his harmonies for you for one whole night if you want to buy his time for five dollars you may give yours in exchange of hours to listen the tunes of love and ecstasy from a poor musician

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Thinking life , cognitive knowledge and intuition

January 25, 2012
The rationality says we can trace the cause of each and every event and happening in the world ,,, Every single movement is like a  reaction of a preceding event and the previous event is easily recognized to be positioned as the cause and only cause some times of the happening...
We say we can know all worldly matters how and why they have occurred.
It is all about the knowledge and it covers all the emotional aspects of life as well, but still, sometimes some specific link remains missing for ages and we go beyond cognitive knowledge  and rationality, while trying to find out that missing link and, at that moment, we enter into the intuition may be.
 Do We think intuition has some role to play in the matters under the Sun on Earth and the  matters without any metaphysical, mystic or spiritual value
The facts still remains unexplored, those missing links kept on revealing to the mankind through cognitive knowledge or through intuition....
Maybe even a whole  life of one being is spent on exploring one missing link and he or she just could join or solve one part of the whole puzzle related to one expect of  life
 for mind and material sciences may we say intuition is not needed as such, it is the vigilance, knowledge, information and  shrewd senses those are important.



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dervish...

January 24, 2012
O, dervish, wake up and dance at dawn!
Dance at the eve and in the midnight  o dervish
sing the songs of love at every door and in every jungle.....
Let the world see you dancing
O, dervish, put on the musical bangles of love in your feet...
and dance in circles on the tunes of Allah ho
O, dervish, let the people of God drink the wine of love...
Go dance on every door and every gate…
O, dervish, lets bow your head in mosques and temples...
and dance on the tunes of loving hearts
 


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after we pay the toll of words

January 14, 2012
After we pay the toll of words and we kept on paying it, before we do not get shelter in the pleasures of silence .......

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The borderline between sin and pleasure.

January 9, 2012
The words are the meanings and they remain the most mysterious and important subject in the thoughts of Philosophy. Either within the boundaries of Philosophy or even in the Linguistics, it remains important to get their origin and impact on human minds and society.
Sometimes the words are so deep and so wide in their meanings, that they can even cover a whole horizon of human history. They hold such powerful meanings that can cause lives to live and become the cause of lives to die.
The words are sometimes so strong in the affect and effect that the misunderstanding of that word or any such mysterious word may become the cause of a world war or a words war.
The words associated in miscommunication, may cause a blasphemy. Words are so sensitive, so vulnerable, and so delicate in their concept.
Going forward from meanings of the words to a topic, suggested or given to me, The border line between sin and pleasure.
 Being a student of Philosophy, it’s hard to avoid the understanding of the meanings of the word. At any situation and at any point of time, the topic itself is sensitive, because the sin itself falls in the domain of religion.
 It’s hard to detach sin from the concept of religion, which is a concept so strong in the minds of human race. Even History is full of examples of how human tribes or even countries fought and million died as of religious differences and even at the present time these kind of events are still happening.
So, can we think to the sin without the fundamental boundaries of religion? The question evolved out of the meanings of the word itself. Do we see sin separated from any religious taboos and the whole row of do and don’ts? It’s hard to detach the word sin from its religious perceptions. And on the other hand, the word pleasure does not belong to the realm of religious dogmas. In certain areas both words are contradiction to each other, but the basic human structure of mind, in a general ways, gives explanation of both words. Pleasure remains a pleasure, till it does not hurt any one, and sin remains a sin, even it hurts or not any one. Sin means something you have done and it is being forbidden, but pleasure is not forbidden till its pleasure of mind or even of body and it does not break any laws either the natural laws or man made laws
When we say a specific act is a sin, we say it on the basis of some principles, some rule of law, and some code of conduct that has been elaborated by one or the other religious school of thought.
We can’t accuse a person for committing a sin, without having the definition of it, in some jurisprudence.
Every sinner in the court of justice or court of any priest or any scholar of any religion would get its punishment on the basis, of some already written law.
Pleasure remains discreet to an individual; it may remain private and it may remain personal as in relationship between a being and God.
Sin is to society …pleasure could be personal and could be social as well.
Pleasure within a group, with consent of having it pleasure without breaking law of land, would not fall in the realm of religion unless it is not confirmed as sin.
 
 


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lets write a story...translation of a poem...

January 2, 2012
lets write a story of us....

You write about the back yard soil
I’ll write about the sunshine and monsoon
A lonely bird.... a deep blue ocean
A shortest moment of love.
Someone awakened in the dream land
Let’s write about the moon light beam
And about the abandoned beloved
The loneliness of the dusk...
 Some drunken lovers in the streets
 Let’s put all the idols of thoughts, in the lands of beauty
 Let’s make a portrait of fragrance
 Let’s touch the colors of early dawn…
 Some ray that reveal God...
 A lonely night of rainfall
A relationship with a stranger
Let’s write about stories of childhood
Let’s lit a candle
Let’s provoke the hopes... touching the edge of sun
That’s the way of saints and dervish
Let’s write the objectives of life... and those with eye lids...
The crazy conversation with your friend
 When a riddle could not be solved
Let’s talk with your hands...
The early moon night
The town of eve and the deep sight

its the new year....

December 31, 2011
its a new year ...

Is it a new world ,some new thoughts , some new proposals for the mankind from the universe ,some new decisions by the leaders of the world for the human race,some new discussions about the approach towards a peaceful healthy life ,some new world order based on the equality and freedom and making the world and all human beings a single nation of love . eliminating the barriers of cast ,creed and breed .love to prevail as single sign of human race. 

Is it a dream , its always a wonder to many and always in history many have thought about ,how to make every human child a happiest person on the earth .How to remove agony for every one in any form caused by the nature or by the nature or some oppressor, rather to ensure peace to an extent and situation to an ideal state that no oppressor gets to be an oppressor.the quality of life given to a human being is considered as the responsibility of state. Should not it  is the responsibility   of the world to ensure quality of life for every single person surviving on the earth.


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not distraction

December 23, 2011
life gets its share of joy and happiness  on the basis of contribution made by the individual or a family or a nation .The share is distributed and is scattered else where when ever it is excessive for one individual or a family or a nation .Nature on its own takes such decision and when an individual or a family or a nation tries to take over this right of the nature and tries exert some sort of pressure on continuity of this cycle and tries to hold the undue share of joy and happiness ,whole scheme of events and happenings are employed by the nature in its own way of re arranging the balance ,whether it takes centuries or generations to get back the harmony , nature never forgive one single attempt and its time counters are intact to gather the data about the behavior of an individual or family or nation and giving its own plans as per deeds of its subjects . For nature an individual may not be an individual , it could be a wholesome of generation a family could be a tribe and a nation could be one whole world at one point of time ...

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distraction 2,,, it took me years to make an electronic or digital record of thoughts

December 21, 2011
Its the new world where the the use of brown papers and ink pen to be used for writing some thing( which may get lost in the junk of wasted material)has been decreased . But there was no other solution in a world of continued digital provision and you can't make it unavailable for you. The point to wonder is does the essense of expression remains the same as while digital writing involves  certain medium and specially when its in form of blog we are generally online which means multi-tasking ..... How any one who writes  good or bad can say that he or she could have written better or may be worst....

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distraction ,a lot to write about it......

December 21, 2011
distraction , i have tried to write about it many times but i felt i m distracted .There are reasons to get distracted which are often more important then writing about the distraction .If i start writing the reasons for distraction ,those will be considered by myself as useless reasons but even if they are avoidable at times and often i don't or we don't avoid.

Some one wants to talk to you and he often calls for something that you never have done and you can never do that but if you will ignore this call or his call or her call ,he or she will might think that you are trying to prove that you are a busy person and out of this courtesy or under the fear of being rude to some one you take that call. taking that call does not mean that the conversation once ended will not leave any impression on the mind which could be either positive or negative as well.the positivity of the impression is rare and it could be positive if the willingness of taking the call is not only the willingness but the excitement as well.excitement in certain cases is another reason of distraction .

One single word of that phone call makes you recall the memory of some event or some happenings attached to that word,which may make you call some one else who was part of that memory or at least , you may need some time to think of that event or that person that may make you sad or ....



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phool nagar ki lurkee wo...translation..

December 20, 2011
Memory of some and dream of some...
An exotic evening of love...you tell me and I’ll narrate for you....something like a story. Let’s talk about the colorful weather.....the art work on your hands....and a butterfly... It’s an old story.....it’s the same land but we are in different disguise...
Do you remember that well of the village and that girl of flowers land....she was crazy and shy....and the wet garden and monsoon ...the leaves and flowers in the books....the drunken breathing and long path....even though... It was much easier to say it all....
The late night discussions....
And the fireflies in the bushes.....
Do you remember the stars we have gazed together...???
 Feeble sound we have heard....
First monsoon, roof’s top and that same story...
For every one....


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have tried to translate ...a poem...

December 20, 2011
Tum say milnaa hai chaon ka mausam... Jaisay hotaa hai gaoon ka moasum
 
Meeting you is just like the weather of shadows...
When the spring is on its peak...
It just likes the weather of country side...
Where all the roses are fresh...
And the relation seems alive....
Where the conversation comes out of dialogues
And paths glitters with moon light......
Your association has affected me in a manner...
That i feels i am the resident of wine gardens,
The ideas are extensive and
I can’t explain the diversity of our association.....
Since the last many years the heart remains in your thoughts...
I have learnt all with time.
Have learned the love with your association....
The life i have got from you...
But the sight and weather …never remains the same.
It vanished at last and i could not tell what i wanted to say...
in the last moments
The light has gone...
And no desire has left in my heart


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i have never tried to write prose or poetry in english..

December 20, 2011
It’s the world of languages; people are recognized on the basis of language. They speak and even sometimes their worth and positioning is acknowledged on the basis of their language of expression is... This is somehow the credit goes to people who speak a certain language .the position it enjoys is on the basis of hard work of the people who own the language, somewhere in the past in the course of it... The research and any invention that the mankind is using now...... Makes the language richer and people who speak such an extensive language if not, they should be proud of it.

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