“Why do you waste your time like this?”,
a passerby asked a sanyasi sitting by the riverside.
He remained silent.
“Don’t you want to live a life?”
Without opening his eyes, in a voice deeper from within him asked back.
“You have lived your life?”
“I have. I still do. I have started a family, I own a house, and I own a business. made money, finding ways to make more, so I can live happily”, he replied egoistically.
“You think you will be happy in the end?”
“Yes, I have owned everything”
But with one reply from the Sanyasi, his ego was broken to smithereens.
“You don’t own your breath”
microtale
Ananda
Universal Consciousness
“Why are you alone, Babaji?”
The hot summer evening saw the usual bustling.
The street was similar to the ones shown by the white men in their films, it was brushed with a tinge of yellow blanketed by the dust from the vehicles and by the smoke rising from the street stalls.
The aroma of spices that marked the Indian culture made the scene picturesque.
But the white-bearded man resting peacefully among this chaos was what caught Brooke’s eyes.
He had come from Britain to find why the thought of India attracted him the most. And at the sight of the old man who had a slight grin on his face, he knew exactly where to ask.
Babaji was sitting with his eyes closed, the question was heard but he remained silent.
Brooke touched his feet and said, “Please do answer my question, Babaji, I would like to know my purpose here”.
Brooke was startled by a voice that was deep yet calm like the ocean.
“What brought you here is your purpose, young man.”
“But I don’t understand”.
“You will.”
Babaji stood up from his trance, touched Brooke’s head and began to recede away, moving peacefully like a bubble floating above the chaotic waves of the ocean.
Brooke was flabbergasted by what he saw. Everything around him vanished, he felt his whole body vibrate in the rhythm of the universe while his eyes reflected his true self.
It felt like hours before he opened his eyes but it took only two minutes, he realised. He searched for Babaji, and he spotted him far away moving at the same pace, the pace of the Universe.
Captivating
“We have been talking about your works till now, being a writer is sure ecstatic but what are the other things you do at your leisure?”
“Oh yes, I love languages and I proudly say I am a polyglot.”
“Oh that’s wonderful sir, and your readers would surely like to know your favorite language, from the languages you have learned so far, which one has captivated you?”
“The one I learned first”
“Your mother tongue?”
“No, it comes second, the one that comes first for me is the language of love.”
Sunkissed Soul
Serenity being nature’s demeanor,
yonder stands a tree on a poised hill,
shadowing the sorrows of life that lies below
the clear sky and above the crystal sea,
symbolizing the truth beyond naked eyes,
so I sit beneath it with closed eyes,
listening to earthly aroma
gifted by the muted breeze
that comes uninvitedly and
brushes a strand of my hair,
it feels like the caresses from God,
and it feels like home.
Adios
“I can’t wait anymore”, she said.
“Wait for what?”, he asked
“For you to fall in love with me”, she replied.
Confession
“When I saw you with her,
my heart felt heavy, that night
I bawled my eyes out,
the tears were rampant.
Never thought about love but
to my surprise, that was the
moment I realized I was in love .”
She chuckled and said,
“No one in this world would
have realized love and had broken
heart together like I did”.
Staring into his eyes, she added
“Love is the strongest emotion,
it can push you into the depths
of despair or it can lead you to the
purest of blissfulness, the former
happens if you search it from outside,
And I have been through it. The latter
is what I have learned lately.
You are the reason for it.
Hope you are happy with her.”
“I don’t know what to say, I am speechless “, he sat numb.
“You don’t have to say anything,
you already showed me, thank you
because now I have my closure”.
Heart Ache💔
“He’s with someone else”
She kept telling herself
Yet
Each time she said,
she was breaking apart
by falling for him hard.
Self-Enquiry
“Who am I?”, the question we forgot to ask since our birth.
Woo
Sinister
Woke up bemused by the piano read in my dream, it was uncanny.
Coming to my sense I heard the same music being played from my garage.
I was petrified realising that I was alone in a house without a piano.
Broken Vow
“For better or for worse”
I paused,
“I am letting you go”.
Mind’s Reflection
Scared as hell I glanced behind in search of the dying screams and weeping squeals, my shadow glanced back.
Crush
The tree in the campus felt more welcoming. Sitting alone I began to play with my feet.
“I don’t care anymore”, I maundered.
“Me too”, a voice replied.
“I don’t care about my looks”.
“Even I don’t”.
“I don’t care about my faults”.
“That too also”.
“I don’t care about my flaws”.
“Ohh yes of course”.
“Excuse me, stop mocking me”, I retorted.
I stopped looking down at my feet and steered my eyes to the voice. He was staring right into my eyes.
“I only care about you, your eyes and your smile. “
I blushed.
Lose and Lost
Standing in the place where the alley once stood, he reminisced their first kiss. “I miss you”, he etched on a brick in the debris. It’s been 8 years. One night had changed his life. Shattered everything. But the debris remained. He threw the rock and walked away in grief. The rock fell near something that shimmered in the scorching sun. It was a promise ring.
The Accused
The case was at its final verdict. He turned his sight from the judge to me. His eyes glinted just like they once did when he was wrapped up in my arms with a white sheet. But they lacked the innocence they once possessed. The stare was interrupted by the verdict-“Guilty”. Unforgettable. It was a March 24th, the same day he was born.
Valentine
Transition
Madly in Love
My thoughts became ineluctable.
It started to seem endless.
I lost myself,
in the depths of insanity
and I found comfort in the madness.
The madness that defined only you.
They call me crazy, yes I concur
I concur,
I am crazy in love with you.
7 Colours
The Sun beamed with ecstasy,
And the clouds roared with tears of joy.
The winds added harmony to nature’s taste.
The trees swayed along with nature’s pace,
and the blooming Earth embellished nature’s face.
The glistening rays met the glinting drops,
A picturesque creation reminding the love from God.
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