Saturday, May 28, 2016

Reflections



Overwhelmed by events,
Reacting
And
Whirl of cause and effects follow

....... Pause
To reflect

And deep within a voice
Heard

“Let go...
 Love is to surrender”

Easy comes
reflections in nature.



























Acrylic colors on canvas.
Size of Canvas:  18" x 15"

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Thursday, March 24, 2016

A moderate speaks.


Hi friends,

I have been a religious moderate.

As a value system in family since my childhood, talks are generally goody –goody when it comes to talking about faith. One never takes close look at facts on the ground.

I think it is so because it keeps us well within our comfort zone.  It will also avoid others to point at negatives of faith that we follow.

Can I chose to have same comfort for long and avoid speaking what I feel is truth, though it may mean I may not appear to be a very polite goody- goody guy? 
I may, with dire consequences for my children and my grand children.

I came across a video which very systematically describes how being a moderate we just give cover to what we really not approve.  Let me post it for you.
I believe religions have outlived their useful life. Now what remains is politics of it. 

I have expressed my view on individual connection with God in my poem 
Enjoy this video. Thoughts very well articulated.

Please spare few minutes in silence and think, can you afford luxury of being a silent spectator?

If answer is no, what can you do?



Monday, December 28, 2015

Not everything change


Holding your hand
Carrying a bag heavy with your stuff
Taking to doctors
Waiting for hours
Is as adoring as
Taking you for a fine dinner, my friend!


Each new stage of life
New role played
Yet same old feelings!
Same, always!

What change is on periphery
Centre remains unaffected.   

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Madness again




A bloody day again
How long will this madness go on?
How foolish it is of them
To think that mindless killings will change
Nature of human on earth.
Can it kill
Kindness
Innocence                                           Love
And mercy in people?
                                                             

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And 
how long will world avoid looking where problem is?

Let world unite to say

“An individual’s connection with God (call Him by any name)
Is his private matter
It is up to him how he finds and maintains his connection
No state can have religion
No school can have religion
No place of prayer/meditation can have religion
No funding for religion”

For purpose of religions is lost
Politics of it remains

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Sunday, September 6, 2015

Living


Living

A candle
Spreads light
So others may see...

And when
Its time is over
It stops being

No demands
No expectations
No traces

Just passing through....
Some call it burning

I say it is living

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Thursday, July 2, 2015

A Leaf



A leaf falls.

Was it blown away by wind?
Or was tired of the tree?
Or tired of holding on?
Or was tree tired of it?
Or was wind and earth more alluring?

Does it matter?

A leaf falls.
A moment passed.
New leaf will fill the space

 A heart felt pain
 A moment passed
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Written for " A Prompt each Day"
Prompt : LEAF

Monday, June 22, 2015

Long Shadows & Rays of Hopes


"Long shadows and Rays of hopes"


Shadows long though
Cannot stop rays
Making them evident
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My landscape on canvas with Acrylics.
Size: 60 x 40 cm.
Subject: Morning in tropical jungle

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Real Hero, Ravindra Patil.


Real Hero
Ravindra Patil




Once a young boy from Satara
Well built, joins police force
And gets trained as a commando,

Found good to be posted to guard a high profile film star.

Fulfilling his role as a commando,
as a police man,
as a good citizen
Rushed to police station on that dreadful night of Sept 28, 2002
When car of the star he was escorting
Ran over some people sleeping on a footpath,
He told what he witnessed,
Filed an FIR
Stood on his ground
A good commando he was



Department he worked in found him liability
Friends deserted,
Media ignored
Was brought to street
Reduced to a skeleton weighing about 30 kg



He died on Dec’23 2007

Salute to him.


A good commando he was.

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Note : Star was tried in court of law and found guilty. He was sentenced five years of imprisonment. Judgment was announced yesterday 06.May 2015. Trial lasted for thirteen years.

Mumbai India.


Friday, March 6, 2015

Color of LOVE



Blues of past
Violate Pink of heart
Colors of life



Festival of colors, HOLI
A chance to
 shade blues


Sprinkle and brush
Pink all over
In and out

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Sunday, December 28, 2014

Kinley 2014 TVC



Dil Ki Baat

 Telling the truth is easy. If to clean your room is easy, to keep your desk/table clean is easy, to keep your mobile contact list and your computer desktop neat is easy. It is a habit. To do otherwise will make you feel uneasy, feeling of dirty within.

 It was one such feeling I was harbouring since few days. It was a feeling of being dirty within. I knew I need to clean it. Will confession do? I am not a Christian but I can do it in front of my Krishna deity. And I tried it. Oh, I found him laughing at me. “You can fool others; you may even fool yourself, but me? Forget it”

I knew It will have to be true cleaning to get rid of this feeling of dirty within. Telling truth is not just telling it to anybody, anywhere. It is telling one to whom it matters. And in a way that adds to love and not hurt. If it hurts, it is not truth. For truth never hurt. So when I finally let it out, it was with tears freely flowing down from my eyes. It was melting of my ego.

 Why did I not tell him that I was going without him to Mansarovar yatra? I thought he was not fit enough and will not be able to go through rigorous and demanding tour schedule. He may not be able to withstand cold and thin air with less oxygen at height. I thought he may not be able to walk on mountain track. I thought it will take away lots of my time to be with him, taking care of him and being with him, trailing behind others and will miss most of thrill and fun of the tour. But I could not tell him this.

 We had often thought and planned together, to go to Mansarovar yatra. We planned it every year since last many years. But for one reason or other could not make it. Years passed. Time took its toll. My friend developed knee pain and it got worse. He is now not able to walk fast and climb up the track as he used to. Though we walk daily in the garden and share all that two close friends will, I did not have heart to tell him that I will go for Mansarovar yatra without him. I felt it will hurt him. I felt he will think I consider him a liability or he may ask me to postpone it till he gets better.

 Fact is I was too weak to tell him that he was not fit in a way that doesn't hurt him so I avoided telling him altogether. Now having booked myself for the tour I cannot bear thought as to what will my friend feel?

 When I began telling him that booking for Mansarovar yatra has started for this year and I plan to go, he put his hand on mine and asked me that I must book it only for myself and he will not come as he was not fit. With tears rolling down I told him I had already booked one seat for myself. I was coward not to tell him that he was not fit. I am sorry. He hugged me, tears rolling down his cheeks also.

 His words “Truth dil ki baat hai, dimaag ki nahi” will always be guiding me when I am reluctant to say truth that may hurt.



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