Search of a soul- An Introduction

It took shapes; wild turns and then found a spot to rest. It stained the clear white sheet of paper underneath, making its way to the edge and then slowly dripped on the floor, drop by drop, blot by blot. The dark ink of silence had finally started to spread across Victor’s mind. In his half-conscious state, this all seemed too familiar to him; the faithful non- moving objects in his vicinity, the occasional guzzling sound of high speed vehicles rushing past his window over a highway nearby and those familiar sounds in his head. The sounds that never said anything but made waves in his body to make him realize the omni-present silence around him.

Victor was by no means a person craving for social contact. If he could, he would rather turn each living soul into a pixelated image in his mind and talk to it like an inanimate object. Don’t get me wrong, he was not a loner either. He was rather someone who found peace in being alone.  The only problem now was, he knew the price he would have to pay to embrace this dark mistress of cold, shrugged silence again, who although would reward him with his peace but will take everything else he has to offer in return.

With such thoughts in mind, Victor woke up from the bed, his mind still waving around with the echoes of silence and then went on to his dresser. Opening the closet, he seemed like searching for something, probably a mask to cover his rotten soul and start his day in the normal world.  

Delhi Gang Rape- The horror and the ripples !!

 

The other day I went to the familiar Turkish shop to buy some spices, the store owner didn't seem as joyous to see me as he used to be earlier. This is a guy who loves Indian culture, enjoys Bollywood movies and can even speak a bit of Hindi. Thinking it might be some of his work related stress, I ignored this and made my way to the spice shelf. A few moments later, he came to me and managed to speak only these words, "In India, 6 men, medical student, girl, horrible!!"

It  was that instant moment I realized he was referring to the infamous Delhi Gang rape and the ordeals of that poor innocent girl. Generally, as a proud Delhiite that I am, I try to blame all such cases on stupid/uneducated people from remote areas of nearby states in an effort to console myself and to keep the Delhi flag waiving high. But , that day I could not do that. There seemed no point in doing it as it was India to be blamed for such heinous and brutal act. I was dead silent and chose to change the topic of conversation.

I did manage to change the topic of conversation there, but is this topic really worth ignoring? Why does a girl on Indian streets late at night become an object of perverted, heinous activities? Why do men loose all their humane intellect, sense and culture to savage girls like beasts? Why? Why?

Now, with the sad news of that poor girl passing away, my mind asks me these things... Yes, you are agitated, Yes, you are disgusted, Yes, you want reforms and changes in the society, but what would they do? NOTHING!!! Do we just need more brutal punishments to deal with this issue? Is that the solution??? I don't think so. I am pretty sure that the current rape punishment in India and Germany weigh equally, but here in Germany, you find girls drinking, partying late, wearing clothes they want to wear, riding the subways and walking alone in the streets late at night and seldom they undergo such ordeal or are branded as "Tainted and Dented". This clearly says that introducing brutal punishments is not the solution. In fact, it may even be misused by some vicious members of the fairer sex to hurt innocent counterparts in the country which would again be undesirable.

I think that until and unless Indian society starts treating women equally and respectfully, these cases would not stop. Many more "NIRBHAYAS" would suffer and people who talk about Indian society with respect and weave threads of traditions and values from our culture would be disgusted by the very mention of it.

P.S. - NIRBHAYA- The only mistake you made was that you were born in such a society which also breeds beasts and inhuman characters like those bastards you encountered. Today, I will say that I am an Indian male and I am NOT proud to be one.

MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE!!!

Pic taken from fc00.deviantart.net

Stranded at the door!!

The softer I grow, the harder it becomes,
the orchid tries to bloom, but to pines it succumbs.
The darkness gives out a call, to someone I don't even know,
the loneliness thus stands amidst a new friend and an old foe.

 The vague memories of evil, the haunting cries of the past,
the echoes of those chants, in my memories still they last.
The silence neither speaks nor casts a spell anymore,
Am I really out of the dungeon or stranded at the door?

Amidst the crowd of purists, the Satan gulps the Sun,
I stand there beneath the chapel, as folks pray to the ONE.
HE neither speaks, nor laments for all the blood in the sky,
and yet HIS sons do evolve with a WORLD TO DEFY!!

*Image source not known. No claim over its ownership.

Silence breaks the glass

                                           

                                      Silence breaks the glass!!

                               The three worlds come together, to witness the epic clash,
                             sans the hopes, sans the faith, with only puzzles in their stash.
                                    No light, no path, no sound to show the way,
                             and then comes the moment when I heard the silence say.

                                          Emotions drip deep as its heart unfolds,
                                    shows me no color, no joy, just a chilling cold.
                                 Midst these puzzles, it grabs and guides me on my way,
                      The cave it leads to grows darker, with my heart unwilling to stay.

                                    I see a crowd cheering, waiting for me to sing,
                           words do escape my mouth, but I still can't remember a thing.
                                  The fat lady there, does sing for the elite class,
                           but it's not the sound of music, rather silence that breaks the glass.

Breaking glass pic taken from operagasm.com

Fire- Just an element or a living Organism??

Fire- A phenomenon, an element , a savior, a destroyer and perhaps the most useful invention in the human history. But, are the secrets of this majestic phenomenon limited to these or is there something else still waiting for us to unfold it? 

I believe, fire has much more to offer us than only these above mentioned phenomenons and I will try to show that fire can be considered as a living being since it fulfills all the criteria set up by us to categorize objects as living.

CRITERIA of being classified as living which FIRE fulfills:- 


1) A fire takes birth when you light it.
2) Fire eats up substances and gains energy. Also, it needs oxygen (atmospheric gases) to survive. (As per all other living organisms on earth).
3) Fire produces waste after eating up the substances and extracting energy from them.
4) Fire mates with inflammable substances to produce other small fires, i.e. it reproduces.
5) Eventually fire dies out.

Now I may be totally crazy over here but for me.. this represents a living and healthy being!!

The fire image taken from http://blottytinesrunemagic.blogspot.com/2012/04/runes-of-fire.html

Theory explaining Aliens and probably GOD himself!!

Sightings of Aliens, Extra-terrestrial beings and supernatural activities have been witnessed quite often in the human history and a lot many theories are put forward to explain these rare yet intriguing occurrences. I am hereby putting forward my own theory explaining this phenomenon, thus covering the aspects of why does it happen? Why are these occurrences rare? And till date why haven’t we succeeded in finding these beings in outer space on our own?

The world around us has been marked in three dimensions. These dimensions cover all the points we can reach in the space in terms of human coordinates (X, Y, Z) as evident from the figure.

                                                 

According to my theory, there might be other coordinate axis also in this coordinate plane diagram. Let’s assume one additional axis(to start with), say V-axis in the diagram leading to creation of three 2-D planes and many 3D planes (i.e. XV, YV and ZY, ZVX, VXY, VYZ planes etc.) thereby resulting in the modification of the above shown diagram as

                                             

In the above diagram, humans and the creatures of this world are restricted to XYZ plane as shown in grey shade and these so called Aliens or Extra-terestrial beings belong to planes involving the V coordinate.Since human eyes can’t see beyond the human coordinate planes, we are not able to sight them on a regular basis and probably that’s why we have still not found any trace of them during our space explorations.

Now, talking about those aliens or beings whom we claim we have actually seen, these are the creatures who occasionally cross their planes or the origin in the coordinate diagram and stray in to the XYZ plane where we can sight them. Often, the people who have witnessed these sightings say that the creature just vanished in front of their eyes, which may be synonymous to nothing but they returning back to their own planes (one such plane shown by blue lines in the diagram above), which are not visible by our naked eye therby creating an illusion of disappearing in thin air.

This theory thus succeeds in answering various mysterious sightings of the Big Foot, the Yeti, the Loch Ness Monster and dozens of regional creatures who appeared for a moment and then returned back to their living planes where probably even our newtonian laws might not apply. Probably,these creatures possess the power to go across planes which apparently humans don’t have .This theory also postulates that we might be sharing this planet/space with them but in such a dimension which we can’t see or experience thereby being in resonance with the regional tales across the world about such creatures who might have been termed as GOD by the earlier folks.

Khamoshi

Kuch ankahi baatein, kuch ankahe ehsaas liye ghoomta hu main,

Yakeen mano nahi pee hai maine par fir bhi jaane kyu jhoomta hu main.

Kuch baatein hai jo hontho pe aake ruki hai mere,

Kuch jazbaat lete hai angdayiaan dil mein shaam savere.

Karna chahta hu vaada ki nibhaunga jeevan bhar tera saath,

par kar yakeen pachtayegi tu thaam kar mera yeh haath.

Nahi chahta ki tujhe wo pachtawa du main,

shayad isliye hi abhi tak KHAMOSH hu main.

Tu ban ke aayi jeevan mein mere khushboo bahaar ki,

shayad isiliye sakoon mila sun ke daat bhi sarkar ki.

Naa kahunga aur kuch bas itna samjhana chahta hu,

ki shabd bole na bole dil se tujhe hi bhaata hu. 

-Pic taken from http://coverlaydown.com/2010/10/darkness-darkness-coverfolk-for-our-shorter-days/