Circles

You thought you are free,
but now you are in running spree,

the circles of life are back,
to kick your butt right and left,
but why are they back ?
have we paid attention?


why has this identity crawled back?
because we lost the touch with reality,
the mind becomes clogged,
the vision becomes blunt,
when we forget the mortality,
the fragility of life,

this forgetfulness, has immense cost!
cause we enter the roller coster without seat belts,
and the life gives us melons,
deep awareness of mortality,
is what frees a human,
and let this mess clear up a bit,

so lets dance to the tunes of life,
without letting this awareness go :)

Completeness

Friday night it is,

When the shackles of work,

are loosened a bit,

and the heart is sparking,

did I dance a bit,

in a state surprised,

the lullaby of emotions,

and rough succour of thoughts,

the enticement of intellect,

and different shades so bright,

the act and its enactment,

was to fill the hole of incompleteness,

and make us feel complete and vibrant,

but all the strings got loosed,

and I was in a state,

where I felt no need anymore (for moments),

to complete myself,

the cinema of emotions,thoughts,intellect,sensuousness,energy,

all drugging you to feel complete, but in reality making you,

their target customers, like a good marketing guy,

Anyways, this Friday night is when I realise,

is that that there is another way to live and die :)

Madness

World taboos it,
keeps it clinical,
but the life want's it,
in all its glory,

the rush of water,
is how its sweeps,
what it rushes out,
it all seems stupid,

the designs of sanity,
the rules and the loopholes,
all seem fleeting,
the success and failure,
becomes ridiculous,
when insanity is on the surge,

it all seems like life bursting,
from the cage of logic,
in this excillerating scape,
the saner you are,
the lesser it jolts,

but poor guys,
the big big things,
are temping to make you sane,
you control this insanity,
you ask it to shut up,
you box it down by guilt,embarrassment, social response,
you feel ashamed at people denigrating you,
for they think you are overacting or getting hyper,
so what if it is acting,drama,dramaqueen?,
arn't these logical pauses a big act?,
its just that this drama, doesn't fit in
your logical drama,
but poor you, you can't get rid of it
because in the scintilating palaces of glory you make,
the emptiness howls and cries for nothing, but insanity,

So lets not be afraid of insanity,
flirting with your life of sanity,
rather be afraid of sanity,
flirting with insanity

the guilt, the fear, the anxiousness,
is to keep this life boxed into the prison,
of self concieved identity,
but you need to open these gates at times,
when the sun sets with the glory of moon,
and let not you stay in you anymore,
and let the life flood you,
in the ways beyond your your imagination,
cause unless you don't give in,
it won't enter,
and it if you don't give in,
then your only respite will be ,
in tears of seperation, hollowness,
like a helplessness which is crying to break,
the walls of order,
to enter the whirlwind of chaos.

Past to Present

Past has its beauty and ugliness,
Living in it, is utter comfort,
Living in future is also comfort,
when the goals are set apriory,

but both these comforts,
let us not break,
the shackles of past patterns,
and enter new spaces,

the insecurites in us,
make us  reinforce the past,
or create a fixed future,
either we become big or small man,
but we are dwarfed by our patterns,
and handicapped for something new to happen

a new day has sat,
but really? is it a new day?
or is it the same old you once again?

why can't we be cristopher mc'candeless?
from into the wild?
Why is life shackles of,
grappling to something,
be it social order, security, etc?

We though we will get lost,
without grabbing on to these,
little candies created by society

there is nothing wrong with,
a mother's smile,
a big enterprise,
a lavish life,
a romantic timeline,
or success that excites,

we had a taste of a few,
so lets just move on,
cause, if we are dictated by past,
we may be sucessful or failure,
who knows?
But we will be failure in getting up,
and exploring new,
not to write a million books,
not to inspire millions of people,
not to serve the world,
but to explore like yogi,
what the hell is life?
and anyways, what is worth sharing with world?
a poor given bunch of money for gambling?
or an education which puts us on a never ending ratrace?
or a food which makes people lazy to work?
or a bunch of medicines, which don't let the old die?
a family retreat, a servitude to parents, so that you forget the pain of others?
or a marriage, so that all you do is have kids, raise them, get annoyed and die?
or a corporate shark, which kills you and others, and laughs at it everytime?
This is still a onesided story,
but is a part of it not right?

Nothing above is grabbing you,
it is you who keeps grabbing it . . .
I say, have it or throw it,
but give utmost attaintion from heart,
to that which means the most,
which is life, devote an undivided time to it,
for an hour or so, where nothing grabs,
just life,
cause at the end,
all the feathers of what you grabbed will fall flat,
all that stay is life, and your touch with its core.

If you want to be truly, directly, serving the world in highest way, you can't do it if you don't understand yourself what the hell is this piece of life,

And if you know what this life is, than you can't help but rub it on to spaces around you, facilitating technology to serve is ALWAYS secondary to knowing the stuff yourself . . . yet we bind ourselves to servitude and get lost  because we havn't gone deeper inside the skin.

What would he think?

I know bla bla bla,
I see bla bla bla,
It is logical bla bla bla,
It is stupid bla bla bla,
but what would he think?

I made a fool of myself bla bla,
I am an ass bla bla,
I am amazing bla bla,
I am so stupid bla bla,
but what would he think?
or now how do I look in my eyes?
I thought I am smart, but i am not,
I thought I am fast , but I am not,
I thought I am slow, but I am not,
I thought I am fool, but I am not,
I thought I am bla bla bla

How will I earn?
How will I eat?
How will I sleep?
How will I be?

Shit man, what the f**k i just did,
What will happen next?


the mind is THIS way,
It can at times mesmerize you,
to start judging yourself,
to start you into people's opinions,
but if you can't let go of ,
<I thought I am>'s  <How will's>, <what would he/she?>'s,
you will be in Gorden Ramsey's Hell's Kitchen
All the lesson's can get hijacked,
when energies get petrubed by the masks you put,
That's the time, you have to banish all the mind rubbish,
and let go of the self identities for moment,
cause the grave/tombstone, or holy ashes,
will just rot after a time,

so why freak out?
why not work in the world,
but without bad odour of these mind garbages of What if's, i am bla bla bla,
and the life will be back on track again,
just not let anything affect much,
like a lotus leaf, not letting water stick in it
so should be the self and social identity.

Dealing with Code bugs

 Before I start, I want to say, that as a reader you must know that I am also a human like you whose opinions change with time . . . the words written here are in no way absolute. They are just a reflection of my though process at the point of writing this blog. So, basically, it can be a crap too . . .

I guess every coder has experienced a chain of issues which line up very often. It can be truly frustrating moment, especially on weekends.
How do you deal with such shit?

1. Always give time for yourself , I am going to a park, jogging my ass off and then meditating for an hour or half, followed by awesome juice. In those times, gently keep aside all the issues, because anyways you know they are shit.

2.Now one way to handle the bugs is, by instinctive responses, and adrenaline rush, fear and flight response. The fear of consequences, will definitely solve you problem, but will also exaust you internally. Other problem is, that you will not consciously contemplate the root cause, and will just keep applying patches like a madman.
                                               OR
 You can think of it as entertainment or that like the annoying relative /friend you have. It spices up your life, isn't it, otherwise, it is too dry. So just brace up for this drama too, why do you have to get too touched up, serious about the bug, just try to solve it with sarcastic humor. If you are taking up higher responsibility, problems or new situations are bound to come, (not that you have to invent new ones), and you are supposed to confront them. You can't let the bug ruin you. I myself had attitude problems when a bug comes. I still get a bit panicy, when i see a new bug. It is just that, you have reaffirm yourself, everything in this world, including you are a shit, and these bugs are little hot spices. Just try to solve it, and not worry about the critical natures  in exaggerated fashion. Panic, should be the last resort, not the first. It will take time to change this mindset, but once you do, the problems will become movies, and you will pass through it.

Even if you don't pass, if you don't let go of the fear of failiure, you will hurt yourself too much to recover back, after some time, because, you can fight once in a while, but every moment fighting with fear, will make you hate codes, or give you more and more reasons to fall apart.
Coding is such beautiful thing, isn't it? Do you remember the first hello world program? So why start hating it because of fear of bug resolution failiures?
Let the bug be just a spiced up version of learning experience.


All this MUST be complemented with exercise and meditation or any journey of your own rediscovery, which you seek to know, otherwise, the life will seem waste, with these bugs. And to an extend, it will be, if you don't become seeker.

So as my friend Varun says,
Do your work like karma, which means, you just have to do it, even if it is meaningless, you have to take up some work and do it without any expectations of  miraculous life implications fundamentally because it wont. Morning or Evening routines, for your self rediscovery by some means is important, and at that time, kick away everything aside, even if it is thrilling or zealous.


So, become a coder, nothing more, nothing less, without a very strong identification with an expert coder . Because as a wise sage, sadhguru says, that dropping of identities is key to liberation. The more energetic you become, the more the urge to preserve that precious moment will become, hence a stronger identity. But everything that can be identified is physical, and perishable, and will always take you through its ups and downs. It will customize the mind to get entertained around that strong coder identity, and then you will go through the fears and panics, every time you have bugs.

Appreciating different phases of life

Hi Grownups,
I am not sure, how your childhood was. But my childhood especially around 8-10 was filled with warm-hearted ladies, trying to make food for me out of love, hugging, cuddling, singing songs in the raw (shamelessly and with all heart) voice. These ladies were my neighbor aunties, our servent(like my second mother), etc. If you talk about this to today's audience, it may look like tahir shah's eye to eye or steriotyped with latino blonds.
I appriciate every bit of this phase and consider it fundamental right to intrude into people's privacy occasionally with these things. Especially my friends and sister knows it. I start singing or playing loud gujju emotional songs, or make her eat food which I make, even though she clearly dislikes it. I make inappropriate brainless comments which are pure silk(acc to me :p ) in terms of humor but disregard and disrespect the IQ.

There was another phase from 12-15 which groomed me in sexual way, and hence all the cheap jokes come from that. Probably didn't work much on this part well.
Then came time when ambition took over, and thats where logic, imitation of so called brainy people, acting smart( not being really ) came from. Thats how you fit in probably.

The last few years are opening up in so many ways, because I realize, none of these is important. I realize, that pondering over fundamental questions and living life with full zest is important, and now spiritual quest is taking over.
Something like Christopher McCandeless in "Into The Wild", a must watch movie for everyone.

 But I see a lot of people keep staying in acting smart phase, and keep sticking to some attitude, some class, and I am fine with it, after all, humans are different, raised different, facing different circumstances, and hence becoming different individuals.

We have an ever increasing tendency to judge things, especially when we start getting more and more disconnected, and start holding brain as supreme authority. I won't say that brain is not supreme authority, but plain logic isn't. Logic gets you get 10 pointers, witty arguments, intellectual discussions, good thesis defence, etc, but isn't it true, that everything is gonna end/not stay same in your experience after next 25 years, if you are of 25?
Why not be a latino cherishing years of his life, than being some employee in multinational working 12-14 hours a day?
 I don't mean to say, don't have brains, or be brainless, thats not my intent.
 But using wittiness to make yourself feel superior in front of bunch of people, and being ashamed of cracking simple non-intellectual jokes is what a huge mass in the world has picked up. It seems like you are interested in looking smart with your friends, rather than having time of your life, spending time with them. If you can't be crazy, laughing, crying with your friends, then they are not your friends or you are not their friend. All I can say, is such friendships are truly short-lived.

Forget friends, if you can't live zealously within yourself, that what's the point?
Deep Learning is going to fall someday, Artificial Intelligence with evolve someday, didn't you see how technologies and science crumbles and something else takes over? Your business will crumble, every f**king thing will crumble, your beloved brain will crumble, anything and everything will crumble, but in your head, you think you are a big man or will soon become big man, while in reality, all bigs men have someday become just a history line or at max a paragraph? and what meaningful contribution do we actually do in our lives, except for a few people? Most of the time, the code you have written becomes a heap of garbage, or no one even cares if you have 15 years of job experience especially when you are getting old, they throw you, most of the times, it seems that if you won't do the kind of job, 15 more people are there in queue to do it. It is just like a perpetual insane meaningless machine. It seems horrible, doesn't it? Probably not now, because you are young, things are fine, but moment, age crosses 40s, or the moment you occasionally fall ill, or see some close one's death, you again realize the brevity of situation.
So whats the point of this senseless machine? The point is that there is no point :) This is the most liberating answers anyone will receive.

So as a person, you go through a lot of phases, and its not an increasing or decreasing order, just different phases governed by different circumstances,
you need to appreciate the importance of that phase in that situation. Maybe you start consider some phase stupid, like right now after reading this blog, you will consider being hippie a better choice, and being intellectual as worthless, which is again incorrect. If you are fighting for life and death of a person, you better put some good logic or else f**k off, thats how you should be and thats how world expects you, especially when you take up higher and higher responsibility.
But in that phase, you might loose appreciation of being hippie, but again if you are fired or you loose a case, of if you win all cases and become lonely,  you want to be hippie again . . . my point is, if you look back at chapters of your life, do observe different qualities of life with unjudgy eyes for atleast few moments, and look at the panorama of your tiny colors in the infinite universe and all the meaningless will become a beautiful chaos. Like a night sky, you will see, both stars of sparkling moments, and deep, huge complementing empty spaces.

Fun Homework : Watch  "Into the Wild","Mamma Mia","12 Angry Man" and see if you can appreciate different treatments given in the film.

Passing By

This is for all who live with open hearts

When your heart is open
The shintlings float in
things mesmerize
and heart invites,

they all come,
the things color itself fancy,
to delight your heart,
the moments of joy, just make it fun,
the sense of completeness is impeccable,

but time is changing,
it may look cruel, or wise,
but it doesn't care for your opinion,
its not cold blooded logical moron,
it is just the way it is,

the things you liked,
will fade away,
the things you desire will fade away,
the joys of repressed desire,
the hideous and dork ones,
the joy of fulfilled desiress,
the anxiety of competition,
the pride of being on top,


everything will fade away,
time showers the good,bad,ugly,
time lets you play with it, exploit it, sufer it, enjoy it,
but time takes it away from you too,

so should I be stone?
should I give away things I am close to ?

Nope, nope, don't give up or give in,
life is always imperfect,
i am not to lecture you life living lessons,
all I want to tell is,
know deep down in heart,
that there is death to everything there is life,
there is always a start noticible or unnoticible,
but in vast spaces, there will always be tiniest spots of start,may be unnoticeable, but there will be start,
, no matter what ends,
its not linear or cyclic or proportionate,
but just know one thing that, it is,
and there is an end to everything that is alive 

Ambition

One of my friend Varun, once said, that slow learners are better teachers because they pass through so many corner cases in the code called life. The execution of this code has so many for loops. Some are programmed to be simple like python, and some are delighted to be complex and lengthy like java. Java process is quite well established which is why java like people are in demand.

In this whole mess, I was coded by a lousy newbie coder , and that too in matlab. :) The most nasty variable in all this is ambition. Think of it as an associative array in senitinal loop trying to grumpily absorb all thats in the way. Ofcourse there are timeouts like death, RAM limit. 

Jokes apart, in my life from very childhood, I was inspired to do something big. I was inspired by the competitive aroma of neighborhood gossips to make parents happy by being top. Slowly it was not just parents, but me to measuring myself by being on top. But my subtler self was deeply artistic in its nature. Being in science, and living under the rooftop of classic Indian engineering money dream, So what did I do?

From very begining, I started to develop a crazily deep admiration for mathematics, physics,chemistry,biology all of them. I used to read Arihant's Animal Kingdom with such fascination like some James Bond Classic . Oh  and organic chemistry was like learning a new language.  Maths was like entering a new space of abstract concepts and ofcourse one of the fine application of maths was in the intricate solutions to physics problems.  Oh and if you solve HC Verma, DC Pandey, you will be delighted that those 108 problems in 2 nights used to like a challange for us to solve . . . :)

Then came BTech where my fascination for mathematics grew deeper and crazier, for I felt it as amazing art piece. The beauty it radiates, is simply mind blowing. One of my professor Samaresh Chatterjee, claimed to be descendent of Newton in teacher student tree.  He stoned us in the unreal reality of algebra. SVD, QR, Cayley, and 100 other theorems . . . He used to get a bath in his own sweat while teaching,  not just physically but mentally. I have never seen someone as passionate at 78 like him.

Then I got a internship, didn't feel good, so prepared for GATE, to get baptized in the holy water of science again at the awesomest Indian Institute of Science. Meanwhile my passion for art started to expand beyond the petty walls of ambition.  I got passionate into short films, and posters. I became the contact person for making promos for event. On the other end the concepts of machine learning  and computer vision blew my mind away. 

I got back into job again  in most amazing company. I had cool Datascience work and wonderful opertuinities to implement ML Algos and also learn problem solving. Despite all this, I still felt empty somehow. It is like classic case where you have everything, but still hollow. And so, here I am back to getting into short films. 

I want to be excited, stoned, transported but the world want long faces, job,money, security, and all. I realized the culprit in this whole drama. It is this this thing called ambition, which created the big tycoons. All these people made a life choice to lead a challanging life according to their inclination. But not everyone needs to ambitious ? Ambition is like the tranqualizer or anesthesia which makes pain disappear when the damage is being done. Bangaloreans are just mad about startups, trust me. Everyone wants an idea to bloom into a buisness which is amazing, but at the same time scary.

Imagine a world where Machine learning has learned to learn. Biotechnology has learned to create baby out of organic compounds.  It has replaced all jobs. Now everyone is free. Think now?  what would the first think you would do ? You are useless now, what would you do? I think the beauty is lost in mad rush toward the eutopic vision of mimicing and scaling up of human capability. Everyone is looking science as holy bible, not as a workshop book. It(esp ML Community) has created a benchmark of success, a new bread of dominance structure, a new class of elites. Even the classical mathematics popularity growth rate is reducing. 

But what if I want to read my science book as Sherlock Holmes book, not a Holy Bible ? What If I don't want to be worried about scaling up, of reaching pinnacles of success. What if I want to simply learn? Well thats to first step. The biggest tragady of middleclass and uppermiddle class is that they can earn living simply but they make it long and complex in order to get a sense of dignity and hegemony. That proverbial "beta tarakki kar raha hai"(my child is progressing well) has been a graveyard to some of the most beautiful expression which could have found a way, if this religion of applied science had not overtaken us on a roll. 

I want you to be an atheist in true sense and look at the situations of life. Are you getting truely crazy everyday? Are you free and relaxed to sit under moonlight with no qualms whatsoever. Well then congrats. But if not, then its time to change. Remember, not everyone has same brain, some are artistic bend who can be ambitionless in the society obsessed with ambitions. To clarify, I am not talking about people who really bring a difference at grassroot, but those who hypnotize themselves to think that they are going to make difference, while in reality they are just creating a big wave, which just makes a few people earn buck and give you sense of possessiveness and responsibility.

Do you know about Phoebe Buffey, she was a neurobiology student. Once hearing to radio comedy, she had a hunch, she can have an amazing way of delivering the same joke differently. She left her "so called elitist" career, and jumped into sitcoms. The got rejected for a lot of TV Shows before she got into "friends".  Moral of the story is that, it is never too late to try out your passion. You are just in 20s, if so, why are you so uptight? You can still decide the course. I am fortunate to have friends who have rejected this idea of elitism, and become chess player,  theoretical mathematics researcher. Maybe you fail to scale up, but who cares about reaching on top? Important thing is how your journey was as an individual. To get stoned and surpised to a level of insanity in the journey.  In India, an IIT/IISc student easily gets tutions and can earn money. Why not give passion more time than just earning a few bucks more and getting more lines in resume? anyways job-security is already taken care of . . . Isn't it a superwonderful thing?  Thats what I am planning to do. I hope of success and plan of philanthrophy therafter, but never want to work for the same(success), rather work crazily to find better and better expression. The only thing that is certain is death, then what is the point of overcomplicating life into burning furnance, just because some people say, you need to burn before to shine the world around.  It is like, corporate don't take you as serious startup unless you are at least one phase of depression, or stress breakdown.

I would only conclude with saying that ambitions are too overrated. It is like you are running mad at a not so important(in your head can be important) aim opposed to exploring new places on a long drive. 

In India, a sage once said, destiny is like marriage counceller's dilemma. Here no norms of logic can be applied. This logic can fail misarably or suceed amazingly , hence it is super subjective. So is your life . . . People will apply their logics(solutions which worked for them) on your situations, which 

may fail miserably or succeed.  People will say, you are fluctuating, jumpy, unstable. But tell me honestly, In this short span of life, wouldn't it be a great tragady, if you never tried something really worthwile, or kept postponing it till death on the alters of  the world views of stability which means stable job, stable family. Just tell me one thing, do you want to be stable lifelong by stable resume or tenure and compromizing in what you think and feel is worthwhile? or switching to what you think is worthwhile , with small backup plans. Simply put, do you want to simply live and die with a complex stable job,  opinons of the world, defending your past choices? or do you want to 

 give a shot to teeny tiny chance or doing something worthwhile?

Problem is not with ambition, it is the net of deception, and a sense of confidence it instills in human being that he is always right. Of-course changing courses over and over again is not good. There is a tradeoff between making a completely new choice and using the pre-existing capability to move ahead. One needs to make this choice from time to time in life. Hardly 30% of what we studied in highschool is useful in day to day work right now. Still we studied . . . now thats a tradeoff. But no matter what tradeoffs you have to pay, if you get a very clear indication of limitations of the path, you must decide critically, wheather you want to move on.

After all, no matter what you choose, you fall dead. Death is the best parameter to consider when you decide the course. You should think that what if I fall dead today, this moment, will I be happy allocating my time and efforts in this direction? will I be happy having these tradeoffs. No need to make impulsive rash decisions, or go for instant solutions  because of bieng aware of death, because worthwhile changes may take time, but at the same time not to be oblivious of the obvious fact, and hence not stretch the tradeoffs, beyond its limits, or rather stating differently , it is about being critical about the choices, and having some kind of clarity.

Cleverness of being Fooled

In the dance of death,

and the miracle of life,

Oh dear, all I do is lie,

insurmountable it is,

in its vivid infinite complexity,

with just a leaf, it goes upto quarks and more,

the slate of mind,

constantly brimming with,

all kinds of lies,

armed up with its,

infinitely complexable structure,

and inherent incomprehensable elemental form,

it took me some time to figure out,

that complexity has no meaning,

more then making it more interesting,

after which i stopped judging it,

all i did is rush up in the mountains,

leaving all the structures aside,

dipping my face in fresh babbling water,

taking a brand new breath inside,

in the moment of perfection,

i realize the perfectness of imperfection,

which is when i learned the cleaverness of bieng fooled,

fooled with small lies,big lies, complex lies, simple lies,

without prejudice, as it is perpetually diverse and complex,

just the gossip of it, thats all brings me insane joy,

and like a warewolf, i rush into the mountains of mind,

to clear the slate of lies, and for moments be still, absolute in essence,

and then the morning jasmine breeze, 

lures me into a morning with new lies,

ready to be fooled like a whif,

shameless of  the insane judgementalness,

to the foolishness  to simple lies in the world,

which is all psyced up with only complex lies,

craving to getting fooled by it,

but i being smarter fool,

get fooled by everything,

with all its colors and fragrance,

fillers and gossips,

it brings with it,

cause i know the cleverness of being fooled,

cause all that is ,is a lie,

all you can do is become foolish,

when i start getting all too bored up by foolishness,

i rub the slate clear by rushing onto mountains,

and ready to be fooled again :)

Nomad

The quality of quiteness,
where mind transduces into,
simple reflector,
is worth feeling.

But the mind has its own stories,
the ugly ones are easy to side,
but the nice ones bring back the ugly,
the nice, the worthwhile,
the wonderful, the precious,
are hard to part, hard to get away,
but are necessary, to put aside,

cause no matter how glorified,
or how useful, howsoever spiritual,
howesoever powerful the tool is,
it is just a tool, and not reality,
no matter how worthwhile the,
magistic chaos of centuries look,
it is important to side it,
to look at it from distance,
only and only side with reality,
the reality of nothingness.

Nothing is lost in that state,
everything still stays,
you can still feel them,
you can still enjoy it,
dissolve in it,
but at the same time,
you can part from it,
and you know the,
mortality and cyclicalness of,
things which decived you once to be yours,
but now they are just as they are,
not less, not more,
as now you are a nomad.

A new road

I am trying to take,
a road not taken,
full of confusions,
doubts and fears,

even though I have,
an option of easy life,
then why be brave,
and roll the dice?

Sometimes I feel
6 years of my life are waste,
But does that mean,
I should waste rest of my life?

Burden is not of not knowing,
but of knowing the worthless,
All I have learned is,
how to earn money,
and how to climb up,
both of them,
I value least,
the heap of shit knowledge I gather,
will die with pyre in ashes

Questions rise what should I do then,
I baffle with this question so much,
but answer comes up quick,
when I look at the people around,
of all types,
because then I know what's needed.


I hope I bring out,
all that goes through,
different lives,
their joy, their misery,
where reality can itself be a film,
to look back at how stories,
can be used as a tool,
to convey troubles and solutions,
to problems faced by common people.
To convey unobserved influences,
which we ignore, knowingly or unknowingly,
because of inconvenience of the dawn of plain reality,
To convey the ways of blossoming,
in a lighthearted non-over-dramaticized way.
so much to do,  is so less time.

Hope that you too will help,
for I need courage in this step.
To keep my learnings aside,
and do something which means,
everything to me, and I am sure,
a lot more, whose stories are
yet silent, unspoken  . . . 

Why difficult

Why is success always difficulty?
Why can't it be a beautiful chorus,
like a river, with zillions of forms,
Why is career and life different,
why can't they meet without hazzle?
Let us create trees which bear fruits,
called life , and not cobweb of complex  struggles,
Let us not overestimate work,
Let us not create a tree bringing dead smiles, fake laughts,
human rats, lifeless faces,
I love to believe in believing,
what others think unbelievable,
because life itself is an outcast,raw.