THE SPIRITUAL CALL

WHEN I WAS NOT BORN..

When I was not born, Life had asked, If I knew what was living When I was not born, Death had asked me, If I knew what was dying When I was not born, Life had, This sudden revelation To ask me.. When I was not born, Death had, This sudden manifestation To explain me.. Life was there.. Death was ...

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O KRISHNA, YOUR NIGHT AGAIN

O dear Krishna, Well, its one year, When I had made, A plea so clear.. Now, You are going, To born again Now, that You have, Arrived again.. I am asking for, That mutual talk I am speaking of That silent walk.. You are the Source You are the Soul You are the world You are the Goal.. O dear ...

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SOME SERIOUS SOUL-SEARCHING ON GANGA GHATS

Banaras has countless places for one to get engaged in some serious soul-searching. And the Ganga ghats are the best place among all. And when talking of ghats for soul-searching, two ghats stand out, for embodying the essence of human existence – Harishchandra Ghat and Manikarnika Ghat. These two cremation ghats are considered the eternal embodiment of life’s grand illusions ...

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DIVISIVE RHETORIC ON SAI BABA AND HINDU DEITIES: UNFORTUNATE, DEPLORABLE

Well, it’s sad, it’s unfortunate, and it’s deplorable. We all haven’t heard or seen Gods. And we have more than enough and valid reasons to believe that no one, including those who claim, has heard or seen any God – ‘any’ God because we are routinely told there are many Gods – because we are also told that all Gods ...

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GAMES LIFE PLAYS – HOW RECKLESS A LIFE CAN BECOME..

‘How reckless life is?’ Vs ‘How reckless a life can be?’  — The games the existence plays with the identities.. — Silly pursuits of life when the spirit of living was staring at death.. — And life recklessly made you love the fatalist in you.. — And you recklessly followed the fictions of life.. ‘The games that were to be ...

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IN THE NAME OF FOLLOWING A GOD..

The god had never asked us to be around. He never desired us to be calling for him day in and day out. He never decreed that his temples be made. He never got written down the elaborate rituals as the ways to reach him. Yes, we can say so, because none of us, at least in the contemporary times, ...

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REALITIES & ILLUSIONS

“Realities and illusions are so interdependent and interspersed sometimes.. ..that they speak for the lifetime in a small timeframe.. ..thus obstructing the clarity that should have defined the days ahead.. ..And it costs, irreversibly, and sometimes, dearly, seizing even a lifetime.” REALITIES & ILLUSIONS ©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – http://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

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THE LOSS HAD ITS IDENTITY REJIG

The clouds looked so tamed. The pain it had caused was amiss. It rained but was itself drained. The loss had its identity rejig. The clouds looked enamored by the pain. The loss rained thus to make its gain. ©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – http://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

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WHEN LIFE TAKES A TURN..

When life takes a turn, you can take the leap of your life. And life does take turns regularly. Like the moves of a cheating partner, commitment phobic and misleading, exploiting and excruciating. Like the moods of a caring family member, always by your side, come what may, healing and reviving. And you do have opportunities to leap ahead, in ...

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THOUGHTS..CALLIGRAPHY OF THAT UNSUNG INK..

Life is the relative presence of metathoughts Death is just a relative absence of thoughts Happening as it is, happened as it was Scripting the ride, lost in the celebrated void Caught in the hide, away to the treacherous jive The vibrating nonsense, the agitating moondance Trespassing the soliloquy of you and me and us Somewhere to the known territory ...

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