Thursday, 11 April 2013

EMPTY PATH


Walking the path of mindfulness


Many a time I wander


From here and now, to yonder


Loosing track and finding new ones


 Watching thoughts that ponder


 Cross roads and signposts


 Of feelings and emotions


To the land of greed-less, hate-less and self-less awareness


 Oh wandering mind of mine


To this bliss of emptiness and awareness; Let my paths lead!



















MURPHY SAYS


Murphy says! In time!



What’s fragile with break



What’s possible will occur



What’s alive will suffer 



All uprisings will finally fall!



So dear friend



Murphy says!  Let it be! 














Sunday, 7 April 2013

IDEA OF JUSTICE


Oh lady Themis!  How great is thy balancing act!

Blindfolded and unbiased in the marble you seem!

Yet, in real life, can you ever level your tilted scale! 

 Can two faces meet, when two heads are turning away?

Two torsos pulling in opposite directions

Two hands, yet hoping to shake and greet!

But tell me oh miraculous one!

Can your scale of justice be kept at balance, in this world of inequality!

In a world where existence is inequality!

And inequality is existence!

From night and day, to food and water

Unequal are properties

Unequal are qualities

Unequal are resources

Unequal capability; unequal availability

Yet, what equality can you claim; when you claim justice!

 Justice is fairness; and fairness is justice; once said Rawls

Equal rights for basic liberties he says

But who decides the scales of the basic!

Greatest advantage to the least advantaged, he says

But, what qualities do you choose

When conflicts arise, with multiple choices!

Many are disadvantaged, based on many a different property

Which one of the many will one choose? 

With limited resources and multiples of disadvantaged

On what basis does one comparatively distribute?

Can one compare pain with poverty?

Can one compare hunger with disease?

Who can compare; and who can choose!

Can anyone be just- when he can just choose?

The Rawlsian veil of ignorance; hiding its inherent quality

With reasoning minds   and rational beings

Within the cosy fair comfort of the original position

Even to an omniscient man, with omnipotent capability

Are they not finer points of imagination?

The hard problem of justice is real; and when its reality strikes you

It strikes you hard as a rugged rock

To chisel into this,  justice must deal with the rocky reality of the real man

The shrewd man next door; the unkempt man round the corner!

The man within; still grappling with greed hate and delusion!

The man with a preference for us over them; family over friend; friend over stranger

A preference for the known over the unknown

A preference for the fearsome over the fearful; more over the less

With limited resources and limited facility

With Limited   man’s cognitive capability

Can any real system of man,  ever be Just!

 Upholding the hands of justice on the Indian ground

Nyaya and Niti have long been around!

Tested and tried to be sound

Nyaya and Niti are wisdom profound!

Nyaya aims at fairness; Niti goes by the rule  

Niti is human society’s only protective tool

Protecting the powerless from the powerful

Limiting the reign of power; and setting the rule of security

Nyaya on the other hand is of implementation

Nyaya is of practise : Nyaya is considerate

Nyaya is comparative; Nyaya is compassionate 

To be effective and just in, wisdom and action 

Nyaya and niti  must  go hand in hand

Nyaya and niti;  hand in hand  to control power

Aiming to restore equal opportunity, in world of inequality

Striving for equanimity, protecting the weaker from the stronger

Nyaya and niti   ultimately aim at balancing power!

But to handle power and balance it , one must accept its inherent  responsibility

For the hard handle of Power is attached broad basket of responsibility

The Power to utilize; brings in responsibility to conserve

The power to access; brings in responsibility to share

The power to influence; brings in the responsibly to be truthful

The power to distribute; bring in the responsibility to be fair

Responsibility produces motivation

Motivation produces the will

The Will produces action

And If action is non violent and the will is good

And motivation is devoid of greed hate and delusion

Action tends towards the ideal !

And the ideal tends towards the idea!

The ideal idea ;  the idea of justice!

Tell me friend!  Is this not a pragmatic solution?

Only a pragmatic solution to the mere idea of justice!  




Thursday, 28 March 2013

SINFUL FEET


Washing sinful feet on this penultimate day!


Oh Lord! How great thou art!


Washing the feet of your fellow men!


Only The Son of Man can do!


With Love and compassion you do shine


As you washed away their grit and grime


You did know, who would go for silver


You did know, for whom the rooster will crow


You also knew, who all would walk away


Yet you washed them all equally! Full of   boundless love!


Oh Lord Almighty! Washing the feet of your fellow men


Washing away their sins they are yet to commit!


Let me humbly learn, from your everlasting love!













Wednesday, 27 March 2013

BELOVED KRISHNA


Come back soon! Oh my beloved Krishna!

My heart reaches out to you!

I am nothing here; without you!

All this colorful rainbow of life is only an illusion

When I’m lost in your heavenly bliss!

Time ceases and the “I”ness in me crumbles

When you are by my side!

And everything else vanishes!

When I lie in your arms in ethereal union

And as I feel the warmth of your breath over me

I wish I may breathe my last one!  

Playing on your flute the mystical music of life!

Oh! Beloved Krishna! Come back soon!

Yearning for your long awaited arrival  

The deep blue skies remind me of your cyanotic hue!

The long nights remind me of the hidden earth in your mouth!

Oh lover boy, vanishing in the arms of the possessive!

Appearing in full magnificence only to the selfless!

Playful butter thief! Master of the Gita!

Mystical, Musical; magnificent!

Oh Beloved of the lovers! Oh Lover of the Gopis!

Come back soon! Oh my Beloved Krishna!

My heart reaches out to you!





Monday, 25 March 2013

BABEL FISH


Swimming in the sea of verbs and nouns!


With fins of grammar and gills of connotation!


Oh Babel fish!


From semantics to semiotics you flip your tail!


As meaning and metaphor follow your trail!


Irony and humour; content and consciousness!


Within separate bubbles of umvelt!


Communicating all that’s heart felt!


Evolving within a common semiosphere!


Into the oxygen of man’s social atmosphere !


Oh Babel fish swimming in the sea of verbs and nouns!


Master of language and messiah of communication!


How great is thy eloquence!









ABODE OF LOVE


In this house of everlasting Love


There are no roofs and there are no walls


There are no boundaries here at all


Only open skies and the yielding earth


All that’s between and all the mirth


Oh, loving friend!


When you lose your form into this oblivion


And enter this abode of everlasting Love


There is nothing left of you, but everything!


DHARMA CHAMELEON


Changing contrast to the context!


Changing with the flow!


Merging with the ever changing contour!


Molding to every color; molding to every hue!


I wish my mind too was as flexible as you!
 

Flexible in attitude; flexible in perspective!


Flexible in accepting; things that I cannot change!


Oh! Phantasmagorical chameleon hidden in the bush!


How flexible is the color of your skin! 




DIFFERING STEAM


In this world of diversity!

Everything has a reason; everything has a place

Everything happens at its owns pace

Chugging along through the mountain terrain! 

With built up steam propelling the train

With pistons and levers; huffing and puffing

The mighty engine surges forward harnessing all its steam!

Silent on the table; content and stationary

The gentle kettle, beautiful and fragile in porcelain

Letting go of all its steam!

Not holding on; not building pressure

Pouring out easily all its temporary content!

Dissimilar and distinct!

The Steam engine and the kettle!

 Handling steam in different ways

Letting things go   in a different pace!

Yet, today, in this world of diversity!

The mighty steam engine is obsolete!

But the fragile kettle is still on the dining table

Talents vary and lives are different

And achievements are different too

Listen seeking friend! In this world of diversity!

Happiness is all that counts!


Sunday, 24 March 2013

UNSAID TRUTH


The book is on the study table



The blessed pages are turned



The sacred verses are read



 The holy lines are remembered



Even as the light illuminates the open pages



The revered truth remains unsaid!