Category : Gujarati Poem

The World Is Just A Story

જગત છે એક વાર્તા
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આ જગત છે એક વાર્તા એ જાણતા ઘણા વરસ લાગશે,
પછી એના બધા પાત્રો અને કથાનકો બહુ સરસ લાગશે,

દુઃખી  જ રહેશે એ,  જેને બધું  ભિન્નતા ભરેલી જણસ લાગશે,
મેળવશે એ અહર્નિશ આનંદ, જેને સહુ સર્વથા સમરસ લાગશે,

કુમતિ  જે  છે  એને  તો  આ  કૃષ્ણ  પણ  હવે  કંસ  લાગશે,
મૂર્ખાઓના  મેળાવડા  તો  એને   શુભ્ર   જ્ઞાની  હંસ  લાગશે,

શોધ્યા  કરશો જો  એને અહીં તહીં,  તો પછી વરસો ના વરસ લાગશે,
જાણી જશો કે એ તો છે મહીં, તો મિથ્યા બહારની બધી તરસ લાગશે,

પ્રકાશ અને અંધકાર ની જેને  છે ખબર,  એ જ્ઞાનીને જ ફર્ક લાગશે,
નાસમજ  ને  જો  આપો  સ્વર્ગ,  તો  પણ એને તો એ નર્ક લાગશે,

કહેતા પહેલાં જરા વિચાર તો કરો, કે વાત સાંભળીને કયો મૂર્ખ જાગશે,
ભલે  એ  સત્ય  હોય ‘હૃષી’,  પણ શ્રદ્ધા વિના તો એ ફક્ત તર્ક લાગશે.

Everybody knows, and still somehow they don’t! Isn’t it funny?! Everybody seems to know some sort of philosophy which tells them that what you see is not really what you get, but still they are not able to grasp the reality! Yes, the reality of reflection. Reflection of your own projections, sometimes you get it back as expected and most of the time, as some kind of distorted, mingled menagerie.

As Krishna describes in Geeta that the one who really knows the essence of the things, remains unperturbed by the circus around. Same as the ‘projection wall’ of the cinema hall remains as it is, even though all sorts of movies are being projected on it. Audience experiences the thrill with mixed emotions of sadness and happiness, but only the ‘projection wall’ seems to know that all this is not real!

That unperturbed and enlightened soul is call Sthitpragnya by Shree Krishna in Geeta. Until and unless you come to know what this cinema is all about and learn to detach yourself from unnecessary role playing, your existence is mere misery.

Category : English Poems

In The Name Of Equality

As men and women have different quality,
how do you propose to have rigid equality?

Wearing  the  same  cloths   and  masculine   mentality,
Those tricks have only lead to hideous visual neutrality,

Men are often unperturbed  by sheer theatricality,
While   women   are   more  prone  to  emotionality,

When  both have  ‘show  what  you’ve  got’  mentality,
You  can’t just blame one for soliciting any vulgarity!

Glamour and fashion are just euphemistic technicality,
Are  women  so  naive  not  to know what’s the reality?!

Nonsensical to associate gender with cunningness and brutality,
Devoid  of sanity,  both  capable  for  equal  animalistic  cruelty!

How many more farce we still have to witness in the name of equality,
Until the sense prevails, to understand, enjoy and respect the reality.

Women have to put up with so much BS 24 x 7 all day everyday that one really doesn’t need to prove that women are great.
Do you ever wonder, why some countries are happy, some are called 3rd world and some are sheer s***h***s? Answer is, the way they treat women, reflects on general society and the psyche of the population.
#HappyWomensDay #InternationalWomensDay

Category : English Poems

Lilly Lives By The “Likes”

Lilly Lives By The “Likes”

I’ve got this new dress and here is the pic,
Please make my mood with your single click,

Not the real but that heart shape button I seek,
looking but not liking?!!,  man you’re such a dick,

Nudity  is  just  a bait,  so  please  don’t be a  freak,
It’s just for likes, otherwise I’m a sanskari shy chick,

Guys with bikes and cars?! Dude! it’s such an old trick,
Six pack and a gym pic!  Go ahead boy, brick by brick,

I used to follow this cute guy’s profile named Nick,
Jesus,  in reality he  came  out as a predator prick,

Now  these million  followers  making  me so sick,
Why this damn thing is not giving me a real kick?!

………

( Now Lilly is sad, but of course not mad 😉 )

Earlier while counting every ‘like’ I used to roll,
Now  I’m reading and cursing,  every f’kin troll,

So  before  I  delete this profile, one final poll,
Do  you  like  me mature  or a mere Barbie doll?

………

So please, friends and followers, help dear Lilly,
We all know, she’s so lovely, just a little bit silly
😉

Last weekend there was a news article in TOI that a girl torn her newly bought expensive dress because she was enraged that it didn’t fetch enough ‘likes’ on the Instagram from her friends when she posted her pics with the dress.  Now, some will blame social media, some will preach the parent’s inability to instill virtues, some will blame the bullying, few will point towards the psychological shortcomings of helpless girl etc. But what can you do about the inherent characteristics of the nature! Natural obsession of men for power and women’s madness about beauty will never go away. Some things aren’t being called the ‘basic instincts’ for nothing.  So what’s the cure or conclusion? One might ask. Well, nothing really, I would say.  We all know the need for recognition aka ego etc, is never going to cease to exist.

Those who can see through the transient nature of the things and have found the permanent source of joy, will just be Sthitpragnya and smile, looking at all these ‘Lila of Likes’.

As Geeta says, God likes the one who is – ‘Tulyanindastutimauni‘ – ( translation – One who is really unperturbed by any commendation or condemnation and remains silent )

But well, we all know how difficult it is, don’t we?!

Category : English Poems

Lost Touch Of Reality

Nothing will change when weak whines on the grounds of morality,
Because strong and wise always act on facts and reality!

Once you were pushing banality to protect vitality,
Now you are just a slave of soul sapping normality!

Why is it a surprise when you are treated like a commodity?
When money is the only cause for your fidelity!

When you lost the feel of touch and numbed your sensuality,
You deserve the prison of tasteless phony virtual reality.

When you see dull human being dithering around, you wonder, where the hell these poor souls lost their vitality?!