Obama 1 - Osama 0

Osama bin Laden, had a big name,
but that was not his reason to fame,
nobody knew from where he came,
but for all he did, he deserves the blame..

Once he was a young guy like us,
probably went to school in a bus,
he was rich as hell, n smart too,
but this was something known to few..

On a bright September day in the States
this brutal man had sealed the fates
of millions of innocent ppl and what more,
was that he had disappeared into a shady lore..

But on this very day, the first of May,
this man was finally made to pay,
the retribution he sought, made him feared,
or it was just something that i had just heard..

Osama bin Laden, May His Tribe Cease,
awoke to see his house is more than one piece,
engulfed in flames in the month of furious May,
God Bless America, they finally had the last say.....

~ Unnai Pol Ooruvan

GAME OVER :P or may be just the beginning.

Prison Break

DISCLAIMER: What ever you claim, I will disclaim. Tada :)

Lesson learnt laid in stone,
I can’t save me with walls,
I do not want to be alone,
When the sun rises, the moon falls.

Heart breaks in whispered torments,
Ocean of tears that I cannot swim,
Overwhelmed by undercurrents,
Happy I may be, for its depth ceases at skin.

Some say that a relationship is love for two,
Two strangers, strangers in the cold night,
Whoever said so was but a bloody fool,
For the poor soul may not have seen the swallow’s plight.

He I pray for, the bumbling fool, a sincere serene prayer,
For the curse he’s in, the doomed fate and the misery,
I pray to deliver him into a land with hope far greater,
Than the one rendered incompetent by the witch that maketh merry.

Merry was her life, bathed in your troubles, you leave for your journey,
To reach boundaries far beyond, beyond her reach, towards freedom,
Women are, Oh so precious as a nesting partridge, believe you me,
But a temptress, a shrew I speak off rules over you, your freedom- her kingdom.

Just when you think you’ve gotten away, she’ll come for you with a vengeance,
To bind you back, to hold you back, to crush you using her arrogant ambition,
Tools she may use may be virtues, manipulated with poise and forbearance,
But all she needs, she has; the key to your heart, and you can but wish for a painless retribution.

-Prisoner for Life

PS: I solemnly swear that I am upto no good.

Don't Let Go

Everytime I had been broken,
And the world came crashing too,
I held you with my arms forsaken,
And I saw this world anew..

I sat alone in a lonely corner,
Thinking about what to do,
You told me about love and honor,
compassion and what’s not true..

You made me fit in my world,
More than people will ever know,
People are still cruel and cold,
How can I ever let you go?

Some days you are warm,
Some days you are caring,
I have never been as calm,
As when I was under your wing..

I feel more secure with you around,
Backing me up and watching my back,
Like the worm that never left the ground,
You till I finally got some tact..

Did you really need all this praise,
You make me wonder in many a word,
Without you my life is a maze,
Yet I do become, finally, a free bird..

-Jobless Jack of all trades, Shravan.

Well, this is not a dedication to someone who stood by me and helped me overcome obstacles. This is not someone who taught me life. This is not someone who set me free from my chains so that I may choose the chains that will bind me. It is not someone of that sort for it is not a “someone”. It is a something. It may not be the best in the world but to me there can be no better. There can neither be a piece of soul-support that one can’t appreciate in this world. Everyone needs one.

Thus in a modern world it means that one is to be safe, physically and psychologically. A moral support is something not everyone is given. It is in dire situations such as those when people go into a phase where they need something to carry their load, something that’s got your back, something you can carry around everywhere and makes you feel secure, something that you can always rely on to give you what you need even when you feel that it’s not there. No I am not talking about a new religious belief I’m going to practice. It is my bag. My bag, now aged 8, was bought by me for my birthday on a chilly December night, well, 8 years ago.

Epilogue:

Recently a terrible choice fell upon me, whether to give it away or throw it away. Mom’s ultimatum didn’t help matters either. It was at that very moment that a realization dawned upon me, how much that bag meant to me, how much it has helped me through, how much I can learn from it sticking by me through better and worse (Oh trust me, worse means worst) and the choice then didn’t need much more thought. It’s still in my closet where my mom won’t spot it occupying space in my otherwise neat and tidy room. Okay may be not tidy, but neat.

The Pursuit of Perspective Happiness

Pursuit of Happiness is something that I believe to truly be what mankind’s purpose on earth is. The path to such joy is hurdled with obstacles and difficulties for the destination holds salvation.

Hang on! Did I just say salvation?! Must have slipped in, but why did it? Well I think I very much know why. It is no less as we have been trained to see things in that way. Happiness comes only from salvation. What wrong has a new born baby committed that it requires redemption? Is the concept of salvation or “pay for your sins” the universal answer to true happiness? Has mankind blindly believed that the very presence of his existence on this planet is a sin he commits to pay for? Has he been born in chains he must spend his whole life to come out of? Will the words of few who have made us to believe this fact actually found the happiness they claim that will be “given”?

Or am I so dumb that as I know not the answers to the reason of my existence that I ask so many questions? They say that the one who answers a question with a question is just plain stupid. It shows that he’s got no substance nor guts to face a question that will make him doubt his ability to answer the same or any other. But don’t get me wrong, a question is as a question is to an answer. Murdock has once said, “The journey of illumination begins with a single question. The journey to enlightenment begins by questioning yourself.” That is true happiness.

I would also say, "Journey of a thousand days start with a stupid idea." Craziness and intellectual creativity has a sublime line of partition and that hardly makes any sense, but to have the notion to try out something new is a new experience in itself every time we set out to do something new. The sheer adrenaline that pushes us to discover new horizons and define new boundaries and rediscover ourselves is also happiness! Well, to me, I call it the V Factor. \m/

Craziness should exist in our lives but not define us. Eccentricity is a social label I can live with, but with none to share it, it loses it's sheen. Thus coming back to a more socially acceptable means of attaining happiness, I would dare to say, enlightenment and illumination are but as different things as the sun, the stars and the moon and just as different as knowledge and wisdom. The quest for knowledge often leads us away from happiness. There have been said no truer words in my eyes. Wisdom on the other hand, as disregarded and shunned as it may be, is what gives us utmost joy. Scriptures by Murdock written in the 1500s go as,

“There are things that are better left alone.
There are things that are better not known.
There are secrets that are meant to remain so.
For he who increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.”

-On the arch of the Temple of Malta in a foreign tongue.

Happiness is perspective. Joy is universal. Then how does the world believe you happy? Nay, I say that the world can never see a man happy. If they did then it means he is dead. Joy is momentary and conditional. Presence or absence of people in one’s life can lead to joy. They may be people you know or people you don’t, people whom you want to know, people whom you may never get to know or just people who you know that when they smile your worries just can do naught but fly. Joy is infinite yet conditional. Happiness is for every yet perspective.

A smile denotes happiness. That is a lie. A smile is nothing but a lie. A very beautiful lie and a very dangerous weapon in anybody’s arsenal as is can mean from a range of evil to sinister. Smile is most contagious as well. Like a disease, or more likely a cure to any disease but in its own right and in the perspective of any others, it is just a tool of manipulation of the human mind. It is often used even to hide sadness as a smile has long since been associated with the fact that one is happy. Bull.

Happiness can never come on its own. You must will yourself to be happy and only then can you be so. People around you will not care for you not because they want you to be sad but only because they have their own wounds to heal. If someone helps you out then it don’t mean they don’t have wounds to be taken care of but that their way of taking care of their wounds is by taking care of other’s wounds. To see a person who cares about your happiness be happy can give you joy beyond anything in this world.

Passion is not a rival to an individual’s life. In modern days, academics are the only things that people are stereotyped to be passionate about. Anything else such as writing, music, film making and out-of-the-box ideas and interests are shunned and frowned upon. But what the society fails to see is that only when following ones heart’s desire can they truly attain happiness. Socializing, hanging out, chilling, movies, time pass etc are a few more things that are now a days outlooked to mean that a person is having fun. Well does fun even remotely mean happiness? If yes, then I pity you.

Fun is outsourced these days. Parents let THEIR parents take care of their kids while they go to work. Thus I have just solved the greatest mystery, why do Indians not send their parents to old age homes. I am genius. I am ashamed. Just joy of raising a kid and watching a playful bundle of joy turn into a sarcastic pile of satire and selfless happiness is when someone achieves true happiness.

Well I do not wish to brood into this topic further for the sake of the few who have dared to read my thoughts, but I have missed out a lot of things which give me unadultered happiness and joy, and may have missed out a lot of what happiness means to you, but isn’t that the whole point, I ask you, to let go of classifying types of happiness and it’s degrees and to just live life as it comes. Think twice, carpe dium, quam minimum credulae postiero. Peace out \m/