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Big Bubbles
They arise fast though
They wobble as they up grow
Pumped up n brimming with Life
They are heavy, they’re glistening
The way they expand as they flow
Trailing biggies are smaller ones
Restless in pursuit eager to go
Bubbling bursting with joy… pop
They draw grow collide..bump Awake. I AM
In swiveling’ wigglings a struggle quandary
Journeying form fluidous Hold on to stay perfect
Trust the wind draughts take me farthest highest
Chart trace their path. Swiftest brightest fast
Randomly Orderly Or remain true to
Predict not. Thy Cast
Patterns.
Spontaneous
Free Unburdened Some aloof
They appear joyful Are self absorbed
they burst into. As witness of scape
hurry Laughter. seemingly lone them
NebulouS Are playing a part
Is This birth … in On the stage
EnJoy.… the journey
waits not time
Ascend As
You. Play
Whatever be Carry on!
The course there No Self doubt
Is never any doubt In A short breath
Not a quandary This Is what the
In the Self bubble said
:)
WitnesS
Play on the panorama
There is an overlooked
Ignored. Aspect
Fact Truth
All. Of
Identity. Existence
Knowing. Explorings
Of being. Diversities
Their origins. Experiences
Are born from the same
Womb
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..............Baby Steps Out..
..........There's a waiting world
.......Doctors nurses eager staff
......A doting father, mother in pain
.....It is said that we chose our birth
....An act of free will, desired destiny
....The paths are all charted by our will
....This birthday I decided to recall..loll
......A memory jog, back to time of birth
.........An unborn peeping into his future
..............The little steps on roads ahead
.................Unfolding destiny milestones
.....................Cherished moments in wait
.....................Some vivid some smudged
.....................Hand drawn on masterprint
..................Paths to travel people to meet
................The resting places n thirst stops
...............Careful leaps on stepping stones
...........The journeys that were yet to unfold
.........All vivid in storehouse before take-off
.....In the sojourn I was told: Precious is birth
...In baby steps or our giant strides a purpose
.The joys or sufferings are like passing screens
There is an axis a polestar guiding & connecting
A constant the unchanging in all that is changing
Distracted get our senses by colors cacophonies
.Not difficult to lose the picture in such a journey
...Precious is birth- holds many a promise....es ....
......like many seeds...finding ground.. ..yes !!
.........pods germinate ..stored... ..loved ..
...............friends near far ...unmet :)
......................thank you.....<3.....
.................................Fam ....frnds
.........................................................for remembering
.............................................................flowing wishes
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A Game
Chequered
!
Verbose;
Pawned divinity
Words are pieces
Phrases are moves
Players' wordsmiths
Egos crowned kings
Drawn out are words
Empty stands sheath
Reveal your Chess
Strategy-Tactics
Grand master Mikhail Tal speak
On checker board strategies.
"The deep desires
Of a chess player
To lead opponent
Into deep
Forest
Dark
And
The
Path
As Way out
Narrow enough
For only one to fit.
Quintessential paradox
Of battle games with words
Insiders from their prison cages
Re-arrange pieces in endless loop
Noisy minds trapped in eerie silence
Tactics is knowing-
What's done when there’s something to do
Strategist is busy -
In making, in contemplating counter moves
The gamer: the cold calculative mover, brutal
in purpose, moves words, forward and backward
The gamer knows; the words shall be rearranged
Checkered boards of Chaotic; Noisy; Wordy; Game.
The sale
Buy one
Get Two
The-Chessmatic mover
The-Charismatic Baiter
Squarer of self and ego
the believer;the knower
Biting bytes; Now is No
In -A never ending loop
The Self
But One
Not Two
Settled-flow-words when soaked in love
Entrenched-in- compassion all powerful
Wherein in-mated in thoughts and deed
To,
Checkmate the words-as-bait- is tactics
Know,
The web of words is A dense wild forest;
It is A habitat of 'Mind's wild wanderings.
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The gamer; moves words; fore backward
In another brutal checkered board game;
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How about a One Pot Kitchen
Minimalist to the Max
First sort out Food
Millet - 5 grains
And a Clay pot
Rotate millets
Every 2 days
Soak and boil
Soak for 8 hrs.
In 5 times water
Leave it overnight
Thereafter COOK it !
first thing in the morning
Slow cook an hour on flame
Toss some greens and veggies
The porridge gets ready as base
With warm soup as the first course
add some crackling spice in Niger oil
Now we need just 1 more vessel ..that ..is ...all
I use a cast Iron ‘ kadahi’ from here on
Flame it hot ..cast iron pot...pour Ghee
Add some chopped onions spices et al.
The cooked millet porridge is tossed in
And voila you can make any no.of dish
And yes. NO compulsory need for Salt.
Now the real fun is ‘time management’
In a 24 hour cycle- Clay Pot is utilized
8 hrs soak 16 hrs to store the cooked
Lunch at 11 dinner by7 that’s 8+16 hr
(A 16 hr gap is suggested in between
2 big meals with light eat in evening)
Yes. Entire day the food stays fresh
+ Slight fermenting is encouraged
some add curd or coconut water
Sprouts ginger garlic turmeric
Boiled eggs potatoes sage
Vinegar Garnish
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Millets in Clay pot
Experience Zen in kitchen
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Our Life......As An ...inverted......tree
Asvatha it is called
it is tree of life,
Name implies:
‘Not Forever’
Inverted it is
has its roots
in the skies
trunk below
oh it seems
topsy turvy
our world;
away from
its source
far away.
shooting
spreading
alive-gross
our desires
branches off
our Karmic fold
work. duties deeds
..desires necessities routes
Ordained in-ordained destinies
Deja vu surprises I knew it why me !
Branches bifurcating swaying together outreaching
Joys and Agonies All drawing from A common source
.now on their own accord erect strong grown
Bearing leaves flowers. fruits. inviting avians
Inviting cats for a nap inspiring kids to climb
Inverted Tree Metaphor Explaining Our Lives
Animate...alive...drawing from source...yet
forgetting at times. Was contained in a seed;
Space;Time; Destiny pulled it down. Now earthly
every season wearing a new appearance - Tree of Life
Knowledge gathered are the leaves and flowers
With seasons; some shed; some bear fruits
The fruits are a result of our actions; Karma
Karma are the fruits that the tree bears- only to drop
Tree sheds the fruits, in renunciation
In its own search for nature, aground
The fruits contain seeds
The seed beholding tree
The distance is abridged
As the tree regerminates
In reality or in potentiality
The separation- was never in distance
never a measure
was appearance
our forgetfulness
as we branch off
only to complete
the time journeys
enacted in space
In a play
no birth;
no death
.
Moksha- Is only a concept
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.........................................INNOCENCE
..................................Oh! it is so very asleep
.........................As we grow up the bliss that we seek
....................To stay innocent blissfully innocent -As kids
...............My lovely world- it conspires to keep me so clean
..........No cigarettes no **** no alcohol none of stray thoughts
.......How the grown ups want ....Kids...to stay innocent forever so
....Now this isn't a dichotomy.....................bigs are protective loving
...Holding our little hands............................. .reading us texts morals
..But somethings amiss.................................... values deeds or words
.For now I Am Rattled.....................!...................#classroom gunshots
My innocence tested............................................the blood on my desk
These ugly bloodfest............................................cannot be a business
................................................AWAKE
.The troubled teenager....... has woken up....…. Adults on crosshair
..........................................Guns are on radar
.....................................How many guns we need
..................................Can the weapons bring peace
..............................Will you drive a tank to your office
..........................How good is judiciary, democracy, police
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..........................Can Liberty and Violence go hand in hand
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Money+Politics
Lurking is the Devil
Donation OR Charity
With/ without objective
Nature of money is to roll
Money must move or it decays
Money is said to have only 3 roles
The first and the best is for Charity
The second comes Enjoyment or 'Bhog'
The third- the result of inaction is Decay or ' Naash'
Yes money can destruct
Money destructs money
Question begging an answer is - What is Charity!
Can offering for a purpose be termed as honest giving?'
Can a political donation by a gun lobby be termed charity?
There are laws for performing good charities
Offerings for self benefit are fuelled by greed
Uncontrolled greed is the way to destruction
Offerings are not bribes to salivating deities
No one writes cheques to any unworthy
Let force moving money be wisdom
Or even charity can be destruction
Oh! In political terms it isn't charity
it is termed as legitimate donation
Blood diamonds , Gun lobbies...
Drug cartels...Loot and plunder...toss a few coins ..SMOKING GUNS
Better still buy off a democracy
Doesn't matter which Govt.!
We cannot live sans money
We cannot be without guns
Cannot do away the politics
How we search for Wisdom
Children Are On Crosshair
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On Gun Violence:
..................Has a new culture taken roots
.........Or worse the tree sprouting new shoots
.....In its wake now nurturing trigger happy kids
Can there be a moral solution to a technological problem?
Trying to find a political will to curb gun control is erroneous
Politics of the times builds mighty armies in name of defense
My jewellry; A semi-automatic; I proudly own; Now- cocksure
How a weapon of mass destruction is now resting on my desk.
....................................Most unfortunate J
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The
Heavens
Pouring out
Nectar of Life,
Earth beats : The Notes Fertile.
?¿
IF
Only
We could;
Harvest every
drop of rain in the
Cities....And every!!
speck O Grain that is
produced in our Fields
Thinking Sustainability
We would be- well off.
A life of Sufficiency
and Prosperity
For All
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Welcome Monsoon Rains!
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A sobering Chinese thought
'All of the progress on earth
All of human achievements;
Can be attributed to,
1. The Six inch top soil,
2. and the fact -That it Rains'
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.Sp. No Re
r uri fre pleni
out sh
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.............Th
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8s
The
Baked Earth,
............blazing grasslands
...........Parched bodies
............Eager spirits
.............Season of fertility
...............Erupting seeds
.................Welcome !!
...................Monsoon
.......................Rains
........................If Sun
.......................were the
.....................source of Life,
.................We go by evidence
............The Sunlight reaches Moon,
.....Yet In the depths of oceans dark caves
Life can thrive, where there is water, but no sunlight.
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The cycle of life :
...It is said after death,
.....the Prana takes leave
..... travels to etheric spheres
......According to its stored merits
.......according to its store of energies
........The life force then returns to Earth.
................................The
........................vehicle is rain
.................The rain nourishes soil
..................The soil contains seed
...................The seeds make trees
....................Earthly beings eat fruit
....The subtle energies gained > stored in body
... These energies are transferred > procreation
....The growth is again nourished by Rains...
....Of course there are other elements
.....But the finest, the most subtle..
.....Is contained..
.... in The drop
.........................OH!
................Water-A-Story!
........An indestructible journey
.....Of a drop once locked in soil
...as fragrance Or flowing in veins
..in parched throats meeting Seas
.as river or trapped in a royal-moat
.as lone pearl sucked by fierce sun
..making Sky, Dew & Winds heady
...in company O snakes as venom
.....Been wine of Gods in Heaven
......Then comes Earth's callings
.........to melt stored memories
............unburdening imprints
...............to rejuvenate Life
..................back on Earth
................. ....As Rains!
..............................A
...........................Wish
......................Sincere.To
....................Harvest every
.................drop that rains as
...............blessings.And every....< Okies*
..............grain that is_Erupting........?What did..
.............Sprouting in the Fields.......The Large Drop
.............Thinking Sustainability.........tell the small droplet?
..............We would be well -off............Simple. Grow Up!
................A life of Sufficiency ...............So..what's the
...................& Prosperity for,...........,..........? JOKE .. ??
.............................All
Now
this attempt.
Pitter patter vain
A walking man in rain,
carrying,.................an
Umbrella: _ ~
As. ON
a........ .......&
s..... . ...Onward
h.... ...To Nearest
.i.......Pub Soaking
..e.." Pouring bliss!
....l...Sprightly spirit
.....d."Spring_in feet~
. ......Cheery-clink
..........strong_neat
.............Pour_on
..............rock__s
..............firm__ly
..............root_ed
............._ now
A happy __Man....On way to pub
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~ Amitabh
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Kick - A - Cola
Endorsement money
Sports entertainment
Ethics and commerce
Challenged are values
……..” I don’t like
……..that my Son
………drinks Coke “
..Now that was lament
..Of Christiano Ronaldo
..Now: Kicks - A - Cola
Dad finally moved those bottles
Love for his son Vs. endorsement
A battle A game that must be won
How can a sportsman endorse poison
Not late for other dads to emulate him
The sporty father- set a new standard
As spectators let us not get carried by
Those 4Billion$ hit on the Coke shares
That may well be another game, arena
Applaud the sportsmanship on display
A father finally decided to Play the ball
No more a clothes hanger, finally a Dad
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Can stop here but to complete the image
The bottle in center stage, biggest Brand
What is the content - sugar water untruth
.
“There is nothing in Coke that is good 4 U”
Yo Man! why then promote this mix in sport
“Inside the leather bag you are a consumer
“Entertained consumer Deluded to - core”
Someone puncture the veneer kick free
Primate-consumer-consumable-ate
Strangely one of biggest brands
A billion cans opened per min.
A 60 Billion $ market cap
…Am I divided…...Figures and
….On 1 hand ………….justification
…..Passion ………………..Built upon-
…..Another ?……………...…Deception & Untruth
Can I sail on 2 ………….……..C’mon Give it a
Boats or give a …………………..BOOT
Poem on Christiano Ronaldo moving Coke bottle
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A sinking feeling
In the City of Djinns
...Pollution is down by 20 % this year
One reason given is economic slowdown
Happy souls- worlds second most populous
A free liberal atmosphere diversity of cultures
Ancient history worlds largest democracy bit by
Growth demon
Expectations
Governance
Infiltrations
Migrations
Right wing
exceptions
Promissory
New polity
Brought in
A New Law
is suspected
anti minority
discriminatory
protest provocations taking turns
clash of ideologies
Capital Burns
OH! Delhi
In a
Tail-
Spin
In the war of Left-Right. Forgotten is Head -Spine
Flying beauties. in Balance & poise
Ever squabbling. Political animals
Still your mind. and take note
Bird flies on 3 wings
Minus rudder
is
cause for
tailspin
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A “
Light
Aflame
Alight on
A note on- “Brahmarandhra”:-
An aperture in the crown- in our head
In acupressure is referred as- the point GV 20
For Fixing the mind in Dharana is one of the place
The other place is Heart; a lotus, flame, deity or Self
is imagined there. After this focus one should meditate
Between the eyebrows …there lies another vital point
~ Often referred as Third Eye: Is the Place of Thalamus
Pair of Eyes take in light mages are formed in cortex
There is also Amigdyla Like a pair of headphones
Brain operates controls life. Breath, Senses, Regulate
There’s a mechanism in there A circuitry put in place
Our senses travel by thirteen no. Cranial nerves C1-13
The cranial nerves meet At Pons Medulla oblongata
as bulge on flower stalk, pea size In our Mid-Brain
Pair of Eyes~ Speech~ Our Ears ~
Sight locked. Tongue is Stay open
On tip of nose Upturned Can’t shut
Sets a posture Lock onto Nor flap ears
Balancing breath. The palette Yet hearing stops
Inbreath- outbreath In Balance. When in deep sleep
In Jainism, Tradition. Deep Sleep is Meditation
In Kayotsarga - Fourth Turiya Is our true nature -
The bridge on. Beyond Awake, Sleep, Dreamless sleep
Upper lip is key. Beyond Jagrat-Sushupta-Swapna , .the Triad
To keep the focus. The constant in the CNS Central Nervous System
Loci of meditation; 1Exit point: Brahmarandhra. 2.in the cavern in heart
The mouth, the lips, the tongue, the speech, taste, hearing, touch organs
Keeping the senses on hold Connect to Brahmarandhaa, crown on head
Brahmarandhara: Gateway; Life exits through this point upon death.
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