In those depths of deep trenches,
Searching for a sign of life,
Burdening himself under thousands of psi,
I wonder if anyone alive will be found,
Or he himself won’t be able to thrive,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
In those depths of deep trenches,
Searching for a sign of life,
Burdening himself under thousands of psi,
I wonder if anyone alive will be found,
Or he himself won’t be able to thrive,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
How does death change your perspective?
The passage of life has changed some and strengthen some of my perspectives about life.
At some point of time,The things which seemed to be so important for my happiness or even survival, and when life has taken them away from me , it proved me wrong and life went on as it goes on here I am even more at peace than ever.
There were some perspectives about life which were quite unorthodox to usual people’ s way of thinking and acting in the so called social life , and I felt It will be so unfair to me and my instincts if I leave them to follow what’s considered right. So, i decided to follow my heart and instincts no matter what , faced criticism with some frustration in start and later on with smile, and now I am known for who I am.
So as the life went on, i learnt one thing that it never let us teaching and it follows its own course as it has to. Whatever it has given us or taken away from us, it will also give the strength to bear it’s burnt or enjoy the pleasure of it. Best it to be silent watchful spectator and understand it’s experiences by going through them gracefully unhinderedly. That way has the peace of mind in the journey itself rather than at some destination. And when our mind is at peace, that’s best version of life one can imagine of living.
Me and I are sittin
Sippin my coffee
Black and bitter
Is what my buds are feelin,
Wanna think about somethin
Yet am stuck at nothin
Can’t stop my mind wanderin
From inner urges to external purges
How much distance it’s coverin
Yet its not making me wonderin,
What should It be doin,
Where should it be goin,
What direction it must be headin,
Watching it silently how it’s strugglin,,
More it tries to get focussed,
Worse it gets in getting any hold,
Confused or being lost,
While choosing from probabilities stall,
Is it afraid in this gade,
Like standing on the edge of blade,
I am still thinkin
And still sippin
It’s still bitter
But my brain stop it recevin
Maybe my buds were too thinkin
While my mind was continuously blinkin,,
© Sanjay Ranout
A twisted yet interesting narration,
Is it authentic or spiced up creation?
Who knows the truth behind such equation!
It’s just words’ twisted to orchester such situation,
From where it begun how it started!
And what we are seeing to feel totally flabbergasted,
How is all this so messed up,
Seems it crossed many minds and thus spiced up,
So every mind has added something for it’s dress up,
Yesterday what was all about someone’s buttress,
Has today aired as someone’s butts in perfect stasis,
Words have power ,
To which our minds devour,
So what’s truth and what’s the real source,
It’s really hard
To unfold to reach its core,,
© Sanjay Ranout
In this war of dominance,
Somehow we set journey on wrong path,
It should have been the path working upon poverty , equality and development,
And somehow we set course on religious fervent,
Where this tug of war will lead us?
I think this very foolish quest will badly beat us,
Who is talking about real issues?
Everyone is trying to create some kind of illusion,
To blindfold masses in array of attractive but unreasonable quest,
Making them to be a part of this bullshit push and pull heist,
Someone trying to behold God as himself being the one,
Someone trying to quash such claims as out of any religious book,
Who will win and who will lose?
Will it even make any real effect in our living standard?
Hope everyone will ask same question from self,
Before joining and pacing up the race with those invisible bullies,,,
With the hope of seeing light at the end of tunnel,
It’s pushing us backwards to even darker phase we already crossed,,
Who needs religion if he considers himself a human!
Doesn’t humanity holds enough ground against all derivations of religion?
I Hope everyone just try once,
To feel humanity in themselves,
And all the issues will be addressed on itself,,
I hope atleast all those forces trying to high jack ,
Breaks apart soon and let the journey in the right direction to begin,,
© Sanjay Ranout
In those darkest moments,
When everyone was prophesying,
And everyone was onto me scratching,
To let the last drop of emotions,
Get dried up and bathe in sunlight,
I think everyone forgot dual effect of the scorching heat of Sunlight,
If it can dry then it can also melt the molten elements,
And everyone forgot I am made of molten materials,
And so are my emotions,
As much someone tried to soak them up,
It turned more into liquid form to flow freely,
Without any hindrance and blockade,
Carefree and shapeless,
Of anyone’s perception and impression,
Now if I am insensitive to those provoking voices,
I feel more emotional to my inner callings ,,
© Sanjay Ranout
Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
Materialistic things we are attached to , at a particular time changes with time ,, some we get or achieve and then we loose much attachment to them, some over the time become worthless for us to be attached with as get mature.
But i think through all those things we are basically expecting to attain a state of mind which we expect is going to make us feel pleasant, joyous or satisfied, if we get what we are longing or desiring at that moment.
So i think during that phase of my life, if really I have to think of something which is worthy to mention is “freedom of choice and action” , as having strict parents, school and some restrained circumstances and quite scarce resources available , i was always longing to have freedom of choice and action backed by availablity of required resources to carry out things I would like to do in that state of mind.
Most of times we welcome new year with lots of celebration and many resolutions in mind to keep up with. And after few days it remains as just change of last number while we write date for next 365 days, which also we forget and mostly for first few days we continue writing previous year only. That’s how we are and so our resolutions 😆.
I think it might not have proved that much for many, but it’s a moment where we can look back and read first page of previous year’s diary/daily journal and then introspect ourselves about how far we went and achieved what we wanted to achieve or how far we were able to resist things we wanted to leave. Thus It’s an opportunity to look back for one’s past and then may be this year it may enhance our focus, determination and capabilities to make up for lost chances and make good of them strongly this year.
“With that wish and hope I wish everyone a peaceful, successful and joyous year ahead”
What makes you feel nostalgic?
It has been so recurrent feeling for me sometimes about someone that has been so dear to my heart for more than a decade now.
Through all those times I have understood it’s not the someone only that make me nostalgic,but it’s actually the things I have planned , proposed or dreamt with that someone. This again brings out an important learning that it’s all about emotions and feelings not the person or things that make out feelings so deep and take us to the depth of emotions , we experience the new heights of emotions depending upon as deep as we let those dreams and feelings crop inside us as cherish them.
A late advent with alluring Sunrays,
Light flies away in whisker these days,
By the moment day is planned,
Timeline for keeping up with things get passed,
A little sloppy and a bit lazy,
Mostly wearing itself hazy,
Constricting and shivering,
Leaving everybody somewhat douzy,,
Thick Overcast of stillness,
Shadowing negativity to moods,
Gloomy clouds covering the boundless sky of thoughts,
Like sky started contracting,
After touching its limits,
Effects of winter solstice
Making every event less effective
Nothing interest our interests right now
Just letting it pass somehow,,
© Sanjay Ranout