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Monday, August 14, 2006

Thoughts when i was a mariner


Life seems to have fragmented into the immortal past and a present that has bloomed out of the past. Taking deep voyages into my past to trace the roots of this tumultuous , anxious and a confused existence shows how late i have been . The lengthier is the bridge between the past and the present the lesser are the inferences drawn at every test of life . The insights into the past vaults me into the dungeons of truth which have prisoners of action who were tempted by inexperience , a spirit to set free , a curiosity for the wrong and finally a step intertwined of all these factors.


Life's Rainbow has all colors
Life's Rainbow has all colors
What i could never reconcile with was why in the past the present seemed so colorful and intoxicating , luring us into tunnels of pleasure with no end . The same past i think about now , where the things went wrong?

When the self existence ridicules its own womb , you can sense how unfruitful , misgiving and sporadic the growth has been of our mind and the soul .

The demons of the past and the deities of the present tussle to overpower a wrecked soul .If the past is thought over and fought over life's rainbow will have all its colors  My journey starts now with a treasure and/or a burden called past. The depths are unknown and my plunges superficial ; but i seek solace, peace of mind , some greener pastures and my past and present to be in unison.

Amen....!!!

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4 comments:

Sritanu said...

profound man !! ... keep it up !!

Mannu said...

bus! agge kuch nahin likhna kya ??

I am Blind said...

itna fudoo angrezee kahan se seekha re?? I failed to recognise a philosopher in you...:)

Sisto said...

too good man sheel ... i get the feeling there are some translations from your hindi poetry, am i right?