Saturday, May 24, 2008

musings of the SA node

These lines are the manifestations of an internal turmoil......in the way to the heart of my love "Zoya".


You are ..that one drop of rain...that embraces me ..tearing apart .the mask i wore .....feel me ...like u've never felt me before ...and make a man .....out of me ..out of nothing ...actually..... .............


zoya...............when u smile ....a slender....ray of light ...gently enters the tears of separation ...that i shed ...in love ....in silence ....i have no choice but to be resurrected.....as a ..Rainbow

Children un known unseen ... playing hide and seek ..selfish and busy life on the platform..the laughter...the joy....of the children....zoya..u are talking to them...and they whisper in my heart.. pristine tearlets emerge from no where..choke my throat...Andheri 7 pm.yesterday .today and tomorrow


"rootless" men......have no name ......lives they lead ...is like a seed...seperated from their own....they float in a bliss that the cosmos envies......and Zoya loves...here and now..


in waiting for you zoya i move from thinking to feeling .....talking to silence.....and a certain death...to...life ...waiting is .....in fact ...unmasking the emotions ...of my defiant spirit .in love

When we meet Zoya....let us hold hands ..and feel the future in our palms....let us walk a mile ...on a road that has no mile posts....and let us talk...for a while.......the world can wait..in the same silence ...that i do ...holding a million orchids ....only for you.


i took the river in my palm...........and gave it back.....the moment of rebirth....is always sacred.....reborn in u Zoya .....i am free.


when u sleep ........in my arms.......i am awake ....alive .....i gently stroke your hair ....and touch ur lips....knowing that im there ...u hug me tightly ...in ur sleep....wish i could peep in to ur warm heart ....and make in it ..a home for myself .... Zoya.

with a full moon gazing at u.....and gentle summer breeze blowing over .......some times even Mumbai sheds anomie and appears less traumatic ....i yearn for u zoya ....less than i yearn...... for a raindance


the enigma.......of being in love with you ..is ..nothing but a fresh drop of dew...on a rose petal thats just born...its like the aroma of dry and lonely earth receiving the drops of first rain........zoya....

the elderly couple who fought bitterly..today...an old woman poked me so badly that my tummy hurts...and two children slept peacefully on their parents laps...a maths professor who solved another equation..the morning begins...in mumbai a bit of cosmos unfolds...


As i went up to the old tamarind tree and embraced it ....and placed my ear on her bosom.........the tree told ...in simple words...i love you......In the unborn twister that my mind was....there was birth of ...Peace ...and Joy .... and.....A story ...that needs to be told..


I dream....of you...of the sea...of the waves...of the sun....of the footprints on the sands.....and live ....dont be afraid of my love Zoya....just fall in it ...and live with me ...for ever and ever...


Some times I wonder .........why do u have to flirt with me ?at all......
I know .............now .........You are in true love...!!!
How does it matter ? if it is me ....or if it's me not....

Mauna...the silence of Zoya

The basis of every Philosophy is an experience. The realm of that experience is physical ,mental…….. Post mental .It must be stated that what comprises of mind? …. Whether mind is Matter? Are debates that have the tendency to remain eternally contemporary. However the sadhaka in pursuit of truth can’t spend much time on them. He has to depend on the EXPERIANCES that come to him during the process of meditation .Shunyata if it is called a void or emptiness then it is only a transitory experience. NOTHING NESS therefore is an illusionary state that the mind experiences….. when the bastion of ego falls .Simply, there is nothing for the mind to hold on . Quite early in a spiritual pursuit, the mind recognizes the WITNESS as a distinct separate entity. Now the rudiments of the erstwhile ego of the sadhaka recognizes that the witness ,which was earlier thought as a small ,tiny INNER VOICE IS ACTUALLY A COLLOSSAL entity .The mind doesn’t give up it tries to understand this entity which is ever expanding . it cant and therefore gives up .As soon as it gives up ,this witness disappears as though it is also a concept. That is the birth of MAUNA. AT this stage the sadhaka does not experience the mouna but can only LIVE it. But this is all encompassing, everything……….. universal

Friday, May 23, 2008

realisation

Realisation is a catastrophic event .The stronger is your Rationale mind set the stronger is the Catastrophe .Ego does not just fall ,It is decimated . Such is the ferocity of this experience that the very existence of the Sadhaka becomes doubtful. The sadhaka even though following a non yogic tradition (yoga meaning raja yoga here) cannot escape the Parallel Processes that occur in the Pranic Realm. Infact the Break through occurs because of Kundalini. Only the Guru has the Key.It is his wish that the Sadhaka breaks the Mind Body Ego Complex .Identities are lost permanently and Mercilessly . and whatever remains is actually noting . But its ok ,for he is the Self now