Expressions - Bhagwad Jal Park
My thoughts, haikus and freelance musings
The chirping cricketFrightened as someone enters.The Sudden silence The coming winterI’m wondering when I mustTake my warm clothes out I see her at onceAnd her glance falls on me too.Approaches wagging. Musing on cycleStreak of orange butterflyBrings me sudden joy
This post refers to a specific type of advertisement that we see all around us on TV, billboards, and the like. A sort of advertising that does not deal with rational attributes of the article, but instead, by triggering emotional and unrealistic emotions, seeks to bypass the intellect altogether. I refer to those ads that … Read more
Far too hot to touchFar too tempting to resist.There the momo sits. Evil is stronger,We will resist to the end.Though it will triumph.
Warning: One or two references here might offend religious people. I was brushing up on the Second World War today on wikipedia with all the videos and photos included. I need to be reminded every once in a while what real horror is. What real evil is. And who can we blame? To what purpose. … Read more
Think you yourself free?We have our dependencies,Of which we know not. When grief claims her own,Shall we acquit? Time will tell.For our time will come
How do we develop a ‘Self’?. For be assured, the self exists only as a potentiality in the beginning. It is yet to grow and flower. For this, primarily the correct conditions must initially be present from the outside. But such is the crying out for growth, that even when the initial conditions are not … Read more
Piano’s have no lifeThe musician gives his ownThey join with respect. To bring things to lifeis the highest expression.Thus we become strong.
I’ve just finished reading Peer Gynt by Henrik Ibsen, the Norwegian author. So many things I need to answer. Who are we? No mystical answer this time. Straight serious practical question. Gynt lived a life where he was selfish (without self love though), didn’t show concern for others, and was anything but consistent. He changed … Read more
Are we just layers?The onion has no core.Are we Onions? Do all of us change,varying with the shifting time?Can I trust myself? So when the test comes,will I betray myself then?And how will I sleep?
We take time so much for granted, that we forget that as far as our life is concerned, time is something very much abstract. It’s not real. We’re not talking about the mathematical space-time continuum here, we’re talking about awareness of time as an entity, the past, and the future. The idea of measuring time … Read more