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Faith

Things are as ordinary
Or extraordinary
As our faith makes them.
Man without faith
Is a corpse-
Dead to all that
Is alive around him.
He’s unable to see
Beauty, truth and possibility…
And the providence
That is packaged in the smallest gesture.

What conveys our actions?
Wherefrom our words arrive?
What is the origin of our thoughts?
On whose estate is our inner life being lived?
(It should be our own).
We may move about aimlessly…
But thanklessly and without promise-
Now that is to be rudderless.
Your faith is the ground on which you stand
It is the basis of your being
The purpose by which you live.

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The World Is What You Make Of It

Why do you wish
For things to be different…
Better…?

Effort. Accomplishment. Success-
What if you’ve got it
All wrong?

Dissatisfaction, it is said,
Drives progress; it advances us…
But towards what?

The trajectory of progress
Is not a line, it’s a circle.
You come back to where you started.

You wonder…
What was the point
Of your heroism, your battles?

Whom were you fighting?
Why does your victory
Feel like a defeat?

The world has nothing to offer
Your strategies, your goals
Are aimed at the illusory.

The world will neither make
Nor protect you.
It is you who will come to shape it.

To feel diminished by the world
Is to be ignorant
Of your own vastness.

It is to have carried with you
A false knowledge
Based on your ignorance.

Break away from the shackles of thought
And see that your seeing
And know that your knowing

Is that which gives
Contour, purpose and spin
To the world that inhabits you.

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What Has Survived, Must Be Lived

To break
Is to collapse
It is to be shattered in pieces;
To be wounded by your own anger.

All external battles
Are fought internally
Leaving you to question
Was it really worth it?

Will this thing within me
Now wounded, now broken
Survive?
Or will it die?

The change that is to come
Is antithetical to what is
Continuity is not life’s virtue
Defiance is.

Death is not
The end of life
But the end
Of what is no longer life.

Bid adieu
To what is not
And say hello
To what is.

Life is not a charming story
Of escapisms
Life is an openness
To being, feeling and dying.

Bury the dead
Nurture the living
Move on. Move forward.
What has survived, must be lived.

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You Are Light

Light cannot be contained
It can only fill up a space
Recognize that you are
The Light;
Not the reflection
Know that
Your sense of ‘I’
Is only relative to your perception
Of the ‘other’
Both are objects
Illumined by the
Light of your consciousness.

Do not hold on to sorrow
Let go of expectations
Know that your needs
Are being met
Stop depriving yourself
Through want
Don’t occupy a position
In order to serve your shadow.
Leave. Bring your light
To other spaces
Travel further knowing that
Your destination is a brighter light
Not darkness.

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Happiness

Happiness is being free…
Free to come
Free to go
Free to dream
Free to love
Free to sing
Free to create
Free to try
Free to fail
Free to belong
…and yet free to be.

Assert your freedom.

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My City Has a Heart

My city has a heart you know
It holds my silences
It keeps my secrets
Its highways are my memory lanes
On them I travel back
To past moments…
To the smiles, kisses and tears
I left behind.

My city has a heart you know
I can feel its beat
Even as sirens and
Impatient drivers and busy people
With somewhere to go
And somewhere to be
Move on an endless loop
As if in a time-lapse video.

My city has a heart you know
Arterial to the highways
Forgotten, slow by-lanes
Await your return…
In my cab, the Bollywood film song
Strums our collective ache…
It touches a chord.
A tear drops.

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Learn to Live

The problem with inertia
Is that there is no recourse
Life moves on…
Undeterred by your paralysis
You move with it-
A lifeless being.

It makes everything redundant
Relationships, emotions,
Celebrations, plans and projects
Life continues
It’s very hard to deal with
The fact that you don’t matter.

And yet here you are
In the grand scheme of things
Partial, but essential to the whole
To flow with life then
Must mean being
In a ‘whole’ new way.

Without contest,
Without ambition,
Without separation
Free of machinations
Reclaim your individuality
And fear not the future.

Don’t avoid the end
But embrace it
Keep your mind lean,
Attentive, responsive
Not loaded with
The unnecessary.

Travel lightly
There’s nothing to arrive to
Apart from the moment
Take away important lessons
From your state of inertia
Things will happen as they should.

Align yourself to life
Step away from ideas
Wake up
After enjoying your sleep
Know the difference
Between perception and reality.

From wherever you go to
Return…
Abide in a space
Where all life abides
In that space
Make your home.

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Do You Have Any Idea?

Can you see that ideas

Make up our world?

Can you see that you have

The power to reject ideas…

To give them no attention?

Can you see that you can

Offer your own for every idea

That feels wrong, unjust and diminishing?

Give your ideas a voice,

Give them a shape, a form…

Give them expression.

 

Prepare them for the stage

That is life…

Create your own setting

Tell your own story…

But first live life well

Live fully. Expose yourself to

The world’s ideas

But neither borrow nor steal

You are the sovereign of your world

The centre around which

Your world revolves.

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Live Like You Don’t Matter

Recognize that
Who you call ‘I’
Is merely a consolidation of memories
And a voice of hope.
‘I’ am but an idea
Afraid of its flimsy reality.
And so much this idea
Has come to love life
That now its biggest fear
Is to be denied existence.

‘I’ is but a meaning
Given to am-ness
So that life can be lived
As an ode to memory
And romanced through
Songs of love and hope.
Your limitations belong to your façade
And not to your essence.
Live fearlessly. Live courageously.
Live like you don’t matter.
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Locked In

The time has come

To break away from habit.

 

Habits of thinking

And being and doing.

 

Our way of life

Was a roadmap of diversions;

 

We never really arrived anywhere

Except to where we began.

 

The search for validation

Was misconstrued as the search for self.

 

We have lived as partial beings

Unable to embrace a world of our making.

 

We speak, but don’t listen

We hurry, but to no specific destination.

 

Activity is valued as action

And in its chaos we seek our purpose.

 

How do we see our truth?

How do we integrate our being?

 

How do we come to see

That to be we must be free?

 

Our exchanges must be directed

To let go of a lesser value for a higher one.

 

Poverty does not belong to outer circumstances

But to an inner blindness that doesn’t let us see

 

That our wealth is as unreal

As our imagined poverty

 

Gain and loss are the way of life

It’s the alternating of breath that sustains life.

 

Freedom cannot be won in a world of perceptions.

We must stay silent, watchful and locked in.