Mind it?

When I meet you,how do I recognize you?
Of course,by your smell(mind the cliche),or by your voice,your face,or by your touch,and of course,not by your taste.

Simply,I use my 5 senses,of smell,hearing,seeing or touching.

These senses send the signal to my brain,who makes connections and thus recognizes you.

So see this whole process from a different point of view.

Could it be possible,since we do no have any other way of recognizing people,that there is no me or you,its just the brain playing tricks?

Its just the brain,telling the senses that somebody has touched it,or it has smelled something,or it has seen something.

Sounds matrix like?Maybe,but we may have no other way of knowing it,until we try to develop the sixth sense.

Mesmerized

She looks at me,
her scent alluring,
I stop in my tracks,
unable to move,
her icy sheet,
freezes me,
I shiver,
with joy.
The white lilies,
bloomed again.

Is it?

Is it the eyes that see?
Or is it the mind that sees?

Who interprets?Who makes the picture?

Does the world seem,nay,even look the same to me and the dog?

Tasting water

You can't taste water!

It neither has any taste or atleast a very minute,very subtle taste.
Because....

You and water are essentially the same!
You're(and even I am) 70% water.So whenever water enters our system,there's basically no chemical reaction,or a very minute one.

No chemistry,no reaction,no taste?

Ze boddy!

Written one night for a dear friend:

Duda,

1.What is the body?

Isn't it just various chemicals,various elements joined together?Various chemicals of various elements,working together?
Even the mind which produces thoughts,is a blob of various chemicals?

Isn't it then just amazing,that a blob of chemicals,the same chemicals that we use in our chemistry labs,
the same chemicals that some times go down the drain in our kitchens and bathrooms,
which we sometimes eat as food,
waste as our solvents and cleaners,

is producing something as fascinating and exciting as a thought?

A thought,something as subtle as what I am writing.

2.What is then pain?
Pain would be just an imbalance in the body's chemicals.

A dis balance which is cured by providing external medicines(chemicals again) or asking the body to look at it and balance itself(acupressure,puncture).

3.Why does pain,then,hurt so much?

Because we can't control it.

The imbalance doesn't sort out itself,automatically,therefore the pain controls us.It goes on until we find something external to control it,a pill or some pressure point.

Sometimes,there is just deficiency of the chemicals in the body,so just a change of diet would cure the pain.

4.But then,if everything is chemicals,simply various phospholipids,proteins,et al,then how can they,the chemicals,arrange and organize themselves so efficiently to create a body,a mind and thoughts?

Why can't a bottle of shampoo containing the same chemicals do so?

What controls these chemicals?Why don't they just spill out?

They are bound by the will.Call it the will,the law,the love,the soul,whatever.

That is what controls them.It works through the mind to control the body.It produces the thought in the mind.

How can then we control the pain,the body and the mind?

By controlling,or by knowing the will or the soul.

How?
Thats what still remains to be found out!
well,chanting is a way,you can try that out,or you can find an way that works for you.

Btw,ever wondered why water doesn't have any taste?

Lots of things..

okay...so aaj ka din..

did a few interesting things..which included thinking on these topics:

1.heard kailash kher's new album..awesum dood...yo dude!

2.thought about this:
If the whole world,well most of us,or maybe the most of who i see are running after money,more and more money...then,wouldn't it make more sense,that they tried doing things that were less painful and more paying?

like why should i get a degree,if all i want is to earn money?Why shouldn't i buy a grocery shop and run it and in four years of my degree,i may be richer than I'll be after my degree.

3.Was doing a bit of riyaaz,singing raag todi,and was bored with the usual stuff,so tried this:

a)tried to zoom in from a distance,like the google maps,and tried zooming in on my neighbors house,where i had flown a lot of kites,the stairs where their tenants have their cigarettes,their kaam waali bai who cooks food in the kitchen before the tenants come,

and explain it all using raag todi?

b)played simpsons,muted on the music player,and then tried to mimic all the actions using raag toodi??

4.Its kind of wierd that all we usually use to communicate is sounds.We speak,we talk to each other using words,we communicate.

Yet their are very few words explaining the sounds.The normal small talk is fine,yet just sit back and try to listen to all the sounds,whichyou can't comprehend and then try to describe them.Very few words.

Made a new word after hearing a sound in front of spice,called Rarking.
roots?

the spice mall had a board saying parking,and i did this excercise in front of it.so...
umm..
ab maaroge mujhe?

Closed eyes

As I,
close the two petals,
and enter into a realm,
yet unknown,
yet infinite,
yet alluring,
dwelling deeper,
into myself.
I blink.

Quarrel?

Why do we quarrel?
Why at all?

Because,we believe that we are right and the other person is wrong?
that's the only reason which seems logical,except the quarrel we have just for lightning up the mood.

But then,why do we think the other person is wrong,in a serious quarrel?

Isn't this also a duality?A right and a wrong?

Think about it,were you in their place,under their circumstances,forced to be brought up as they were,wouldn't have you reacted similarly?

Then,where is the quarrel?
Is is just a matter of difference of opinions or just the perspective?

Because,bandhu...no matter how many fights,quarrels,you win..
you just can't win in the end.

By the way,have you met anybody,who cheated death?

Love in the times of origami

"Each piece of paper(soul) is potentially origami(divine)..
Its just a matter of how you fold it..."

wohooo!!
me likes origami!

Silence

I have,
started sitting quietly,
and let my silence talk.

A deep,sonorous,silence.

And as I stand still,
here,
my silence grows.

Gladiator!

Watched gladiator...and...umm...kuch similar hai?

Mare jaoge?

As the wretched wrench turns
and the whistles blow,
announcing an end,or its near,
the lighter shades,
the colour fades,
and drains out,
like the palm that,
loses its colour,
pressed against its own thumb.

Written after just seeing and not experiencing the pressure that commercial research
implies,for producing drugs for everyone's benefit,yet draining the same people that make
them happen.

Born

Read them as they're written,with pause after each and every line.

There is,
nothing,
so beautiful,
no vision,
no pallete,
neither so spontaneous,
none so vast,
yet so deep,
as I met,
myself,
and I was,
born,
yet again.

Plastic dreams

plastic bag par ban!
plastic bag par ban!

janta ne kaha haan?to haan!
isse kehte hain democracy...
what an idea sirjee?

Will this dream ever come true?

The reason we are not moving towards a completely plastic free society,even despite the fact that they have been banned in New Delhi,is:

fairly simple.
The consumer wants convenience!

Tell me,you are coming back from your office,and want to pick up some supplies of grocery from a local store.You are tired of nagging from your boss and fed up of the traffic.

Would you,at that critical point of time,care to get a jute bag from your place?
no!
Its not convenient.neither is it a total substitute for plastic.It starts stinking after a few days,is not completely water proof,is not stretchable and neither is it light.

Then why should you switch over?

yes yes,,environment and all blah blah...but where's the convenience?

Throughout history,we've seen,if people had better alternatives which had a lower cost,some extra ease,or even same features,but more convenience,every body shifted.

Take the case of cassette tapes?People found cd's better and cheaper and more data storing,so..they shifted..and then to dvds and now..to blue ray discs...

In case of plastic,there's no such substitute.
Or maybe there is..something called PHB.

But then,no body's looking at it.

No body promotes industries producing PHBs,no body wants to market them,no body wants to get then delivered to the end users,no body wants to subsidize them..
and the same nobody...wants a blanket ban on plastics!

If you're a person who can make a difference,find or make people find a real substitute,a convenient substitute for non biodegradable plastic.

Some this that has all the same qualities of a plastic bag,yet is bio degraable and can completely replace plastic in every form.
or atleast some.

tab tak...naare baazi jaari rakho?

Oye!bakwass band kar!

Mazza aaya!
phir se!

Something amazing happened.I was replying to a mssg from a friend,who had sent a forward,I didn't like much.
So i replied:oye!bakwass band kar!

and accidentally,sent it to her mother.

Through out the evening I had a gaala time in hiding my identity from her mother,while at the same time messaging her to placate her mother when she reaches back home.

And thus was born a new way of teasing!
So,sent up a couple of messages to people,saying the same thing...oye!bakwass band kar.

When they replied,what bakwass?
Reply:"what bakwass?"ye bakwass.
they say:"bhang khayee hai kya?"
reply:"what bakwass?","bhang khayee hai kya?"ye bakwass!

and go on!!
mast bidooo!

Best wishes for a journey...

"Jaate jaate pardes,des ke din sunhaane lete jao,
Kuch aur na sahi to,waapas aane ke bahaane lete jao??"

Aise hi bas suddenly...

Dhoke baazooo!!

ab batao....kya kahen??

Gifat lelo....

So,
you like receiving gifts?

who doesn't?But they say that there's never a free lunch.

Okay,lets do this activity.Chose any mundane activity,that anybody around does for you.Chose any one,like drive you to the college,or wash your clothes,cook food for you,or give you water when you come back tired.

Any activity.
The question is...Why do they do it??
Why?

Deep introspection,lots of days,grumpy mood swings later,the answer that I got was..because they love you.

There can't be any other reason.
Why does you mom do all this stuff?Why at all does your friend invite you to his home for lunch?

It may not be that direct,but in a way,in some form,they love you.

So doesn't that love need a reciprocation?
Haan haan,they say that love needs to be selfless,but who doesn't like receiving an unexpected gift?
But if everyone expects a gift,then who shall give?

You dude!you shall give!
You have to pay in love.

It may be difficult to start,but if you really want to appreciate,do it now!
how?
Whenever you go to anybody's place,uncle,aunt's even drivers,remember that you're going and they are receiving you,giving you their time.

So,never go empty handed to anyone's place!

Don't be a shopaholic and go on buying random stuff,

but stuff like a box of orbit chewing gum,
or a cd track you heard,
or a small sheet of paper with cute little baby drawings on them,

or a book you liked n wudn't mind lending
or even a pack of uncooked maggi,which you take along and order them to cook,would be able to repay the debt that you owe them!

Never go empty handed!(but neither so full that they're bound to give you return gifts)

and the best part is...many of you,unknowingly,have been doing this,for long!

When you are tired and sleeping..
almost into that unknown dreamland that you go into,after you close your eyes..
just when you are about to doze off...
ask yourself,honestly about the day...

What next?
(got a new digicam,threw away the old film based camera,and before that had thrown away the black and whit one,so..what shall be the next technology?)

ask your self...What next?
(had great fun today,enjoyed the rides,but what next?)

and the other question..
Is this the final thing?
Is this all?
Would this permanently remain?
Would still,something,me,you,death,take it away?

and then...when you find your ego expounding and taking you for a ride,your self becoming too much to handle..

ask yourself..

"aaj phir bistar geela karne ka plan hai?"
(would you wet the bed,tonight,again?)

Lochness:newness?

Heard it many times,many times before that in everything you do,think about creating something new(that rhymes,doesn't it?)?

So then,as per this ancient prophecy of doing everything in a new way,lets ask ourselves,what new thing needs to be be done?

In view of the recent attacks and protest in Kashmir and Australia,isn't there a need to protest in a new way?

By now,the so called standard way of protests include,candle light marches,dharnas,rallies,petitions etc,which stood the test of history and have..a proven track record.

Then,I ask,is there a new way to protest?

Mmmmmmmyeeeeaaas...We Indians haven't tried the way what the Japanese do.They protest creatively,constructively.All our protests are,to say generally,destructive.

We burn candles,at places which already have lights,we stop the roads for a rally,stop our work for higher wages.
All of them,if not reduce some resource,also don't increase some other.

Accha yaar,round round jaane ke baje,the point is,lets protest constructively.

For wages,lets over work,so that the company suffers losses not due to our damage of property,but due to extra unsold products.

To show solidarity for someone killed,get your heads shaved off.

To show your anger for not enough schools,teach some children.

To show solidarity for the malnutrition,fast?So that the extra food saved,would finally be given to them.

No no no no...I don't say that,other ways are impractical or useless.They're all ways of showing strength,a show that you care.

The need is to combine the both.

What say a protest march showing that you're angered about lack of schools,ending in a MCD school where you then teach for 1 hour?

Or a candle light march which buys candles from a blind school,and then donates any collected donations to the same school?

Awareness to inti hai,par kaam kaun kare!!

Bole to bidu,munna bhai aayi..aur gaayi...par apan lesson bhool re hain.

kya?

(Btw,I'll be fasting this 26/11 as a show of solidarity for the Mumbai terror attach victims.Join in?

http://fasting2remember.blogspot.com/ )