Thursday 12 March 2015

Lullabies




Lullubies

Them and me..
Me and them..
Similar yet so different

Twas the same walls around us
Living this moment and the other
Laid heads under the same roof waiting for dawn 

They don't shout Halleluijahs
And I don't kiss the Quran



We'd been there for each other
whispered comforts in prayer
Looked out for the other in rain and in sun

Yet,they never sang Halleluijahs
And I didn't kiss the Quran 

While I understood a lot (or so I thought)
They always seemed to offer more than I could take
Almost beating my imagination

Actually, they never prayed Halleluijahs
And I didn't kiss the Quran

It's not the pain while we parted
No, it's not even the tears
It's not the touch of those tiny hands
It's not the pastel memoirs

Perhaps, it's the lullabies
That I'll crave for through the years
Cuz it's not them that slept, while I sang
I'd put to sleep my own fears

I'd put to sleep my own fears on those nights
That there existed another world
Where them and me were so different 
Identified by mere words
Words denoting color, words denoting speech
Words fanciful but words without the slightest reach
Slightest reach to the music that plays 
when chords of hearts are strung
Remote, distant, light years away 
melodies completely unsung

I don't know if they'd breathe Halleluijahs
I don't know if I'd ever kiss the Quran
But since when did God exist in expressions?
I tasted his presence when all was said and done

Wednesday 11 March 2015

Answers




Sometimes the answer to our questions is just the distance between what the question is and what the question is REALLY!
Every person wants something or the other. In the journey of his thoughts, he realizes that he has either the things of his dream seemingly nearby or seemingly distant. What he doesn't realize is the way these thoughts and desires had become his unspoken prayer all through the life that he has lived until then.
How does a man decide that he wants something and only that thing and precisely nothing else, maybe not even something similar? He of course, senses an absence of that thing and an absolute idea that only getting the thing that he wants, will fulfill him in a sense that he wants to be looked at by others. In fact that is how he intends to look at himself as well.
He imagines that this thing of his desire must be, his liberation, his sense of life, literally.

Strangely, due to the context the man is in and the constant feed that he gets from the outer world and how he spins the web of thoughts, however strong or fragile or vivid or lackluster it may be, dictate this absolute idea of want of that thing.
How would he have thought if he was in a world without prior examples or without the history of any past achievement of anybody or without a rule book of the society citing the measures of a "good" life?
A baby, when it cries does not have possibly an iota of the knowledge what's causing her the pain. Weirdly, it's her mother who figures it out and tries to answer the problem. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. But, amazingly until the child learns to know what she is lacking, food or sleep or attention or blah, and until she has the right words to express it, she's left to be interpreted by her mother.
Now when does a man really know what he wants and what he is really lacking; it's when he knows what he is and what he really has. Without a proper estimation of his present scenario he's unable to deduce correctly the things that he lacks.
Sadly, lives pass by and generations bid goodbye to the preceding ones, but in truth, a man passes amiss the post where he could learn in real sense what is his state and thus know what he really needs.
The confusion in all this is either overbearing enough to destroy a life or apparently entertaining enough adrenaline to drive on, in the madness of the confusion itself.
Thankfully, some solutions present themselves even before problems appear, perhaps in the anticipation of the problem. Relationships, understanding that's brought about when one life truly intertwines with another shows a lot. As if like a magic, you discover that the things you had always wanted were thoughts in the air and what you presently have and truly enjoy is what you actually wanted.
Like an answered prayer,in a moment of bliss, you discover that what you had desired before was actually a prayer amiss! And in the journey so far, you now have realized what you need and that's what your soul now wants. If a sense of fulfillment is brought about in one part of your life, how magnanimous an achievement will it be to experience this in all the spheres of your life!
The invisible thread of joining our real desires and destinies to us is woven by some grand weaver, He designs us, propels us, prepares us as we are ultimately left in His hands like a roll of silk is spun in the loom. What comes out in the process is so much in accordance to your tastes that you cannot but laugh and cry at the same time, imagining the otherwise foolish end the road could have hit, had you not desired to know what you stand for really, had you not desired to know the best reason behind your existence! Sometimes, the answer to your prayers is the distance of your thoughts from what you need to what you need ACTUALLY.