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"Deepajyothi Parabrahma

Deepajyothi Janardhana

Deepo Me Hara Tu Paapam

Deepaa Jyothir Namostute" 

Disarray

On days of mere existence, I sometimes wonder. I wonder about the life! The love, the friendship, the relationships, the animosity, the anger, the books, the music, the movies, the trash - "The Unintended". The ones that are/were mightily longed for. The thoughts that are consuming me. The people that are keeping me busy. Everything and anything. Sigh!

A silent ache. I want to be in solitude - in quiet with me and myself. I am quietened. I am looking. Looking at you for answers for my unsolved puzzles, for my unanswered questions and the unspeakable that you do. And I am quietened by that charming smile of yours.I am mere reflection of the person I used to be. I try. I try so hard - I want to cry. :) I am crying. I am laughing. I am smiling. I am frowning. But you don't care. No body cares! But I will wait till -death and beyond, till you respond to my unsolved mysteries, to my questions. I will wait patiently. :) Amen!

No One To Blame - Swami Vivekananda

The sun goes down, its crimson rays
Light up the dying day;
A startled glance I throw behind
And count my triumph shame;
No one but me to blame.

Each day my life I make or mar,
Each deed begets its kind,
Good good, bad bad, the tide once set
No one can stop or stem;
No one but me to blame.

I am my own embodied past;
Therein the plan was made;
The will, the thought, to that conform,
To that the outer frame;
No one but me to blame.

Love comes reflected back as love,
Hate breeds more fierce hate,
They mete their measures, lay on me
Through life and death their claim;
No one but me to blame.

I cast off fear and vain remorse,
I feel my Karma's sway
I face the ghosts my deeds have raised —
Joy, sorrow, censure, fame;
No one but me to blame.

Good, bad, love, hate, and pleasure, pain
Forever linked go,
I dream of pleasure without pain,
It never, never came;
No one but me to blame.

I give up hate, I give up love,
My thirst for life is gone;
Eternal death is what I want,
Nirvanam goes life's flame;
No one is left to blame.

One only man, one only God, one ever perfect soul,
One only sage who ever scorned the dark and dubious ways,
One only man who dared think and dared show the goal —
That death is curse, and so is life, and best when stops to be