Earth, Sun and the Moon

I live in this half spherical dome
Painted blue from the inside,
A ball of red fire rises from one corner daily
that we call the sun.
It goes all the way across the diameter
When the ball sets down
Another soft white ball appears
That we call the moon.
The blue dome become sprinkled
with spotty shining spots we call stars
and the moon dances in between them.
Every day the same spectacle appears.
Oh, the rising and setting of the fire ball
and the mingling with soft vapors called clouds
makes such beautiful patterns and color mix.
The dome takes orange, violent and ash colors
All this is possible because of the great fire ball.
Sun!!! I am in love with you.
When the soft clouds get heavy with moisture
they form colorless liquid drops that fall
on the solid ground called Earth.
On this ground is where I live.
This spectacle we call as raining.
When it rains the sun is hidden behind the clouds
It gets too dark and when the clouds
have exhausted themselves
the sun comes out from hiding.
The sun and the clouds play the
hide and seek game.
Mostly we people are busy with ourselves
on earth but some fall in love
with these spectacles happening everyday.
Everyday the great Sun brightens the day
These hours we call morning.
There are some flying winged animals
we call birds and there are green solid
semi conscious fixed woody beings
we call trees.
All nature is so happy with the coming of the Sun
It is beyond description
Lately, my body is responding
to Sun just like a bird
who sings soft tunes in happiness.
Like a tree fresh from night sleep.
My body when touched by those
beautiful rays of light and warmth
responds to the grace with love.

All nature is connected by this
inner divine feeling called love.

I thank thee for giving such peace
when love is missing the being
dries up like a waterless seed.
Love is like water to the seed.

When the sun sets on the opposite of rising
the stars slowly take off their mask
and shine and dance.
Some fall in love with the moon and stars.

The light from stars
takes several years to come to earth.
Our dome become dark and has deep
penetrating eyes.
The more one gazes through it
the more deeper it gets.

But I say that I love Sun the best.
He is the supreme being.
Without him nothing is possible.
He is the Supreme Lord.

Love and Grace

Love and Grace of God

I see your grace in the warmth and light of the morning sun
Love and grace of you Oh Supreme being;

I adore you Oh Lord;
Giver of inner happiness.

My life is one day of consciousness
broken by several earthly nights
Each earth day an opportunity
of advance and union and adoration.

When I see light of the sun
I adore you.
Without the sun is anything possible on earth?
Creator of the cosmos
Sun is love, Sun is light, Sun is grace
It is a dream that our life on earth
is so perfect and life at all is possible.

I meditate on your love and grace
Inevitably you pull me deeper and deeper
Sweetness drips into me like honey into lips

Everything on earth responds to the Sun
you are the breath of life to every leaf and flower on earth


Those human beings who forget your grace are unhappy;
In simplest things that we take for granted
there is incredible grace.
Why should the Sun appear at all?
But he does, what a wonder!
Is it not a act of love and grace?

The more I recognize your acts of love and grace
the happier I become.
Love and grace of God
Love and grace of the Divine

Those who are absorbed about themselves
worried about their happiness
do not see your acts of love and grace;
they take things for granted
and seek things beyond their scope in external world;
Unhappy are they who do not appreciate you.

Maker of the cosmos,
wonderful galaxies and unknown worlds
I see you in the Sun.
It is said that you are brighter than a thousand suns;
Love and Grace of the Divine.

I see your love in the smile of the child;
In the love laden lick of my dog;
In the pleasant breeze touching my cheek;

Love and Grace of God.
Loving you leads to bliss.
Your consciousness is bliss.

To meditate on your love and grace
is the easiest way to taste your bliss.

Love and Grace of God
There is certainty in your love
as opposed to worldly joys.

Dead people

This world is full of dead people
when there is injustice happening
they let it happen.

they let the manipulator do their job.
How much suffering men has caused to other men.
Human being has no heart.
Even a tree is better than him.

He manipulates the facts for his desires,
troubles and corners weak people,
Destroys lives of all life forms.
He has no heart.

More worse are the dead people
than the manipulator,
they watch in silence the atrocities.

Dead people constantly afraid
all their lives about death.
Each moment they die
when they remain silent.

They keep their pent up anger
inside a box in the heart.
They fear their security.

They want to be neutral and safe.
Away from the struggle and strife
of a few who fight for the truth.
The dead people like to watch.

I sometimes wonder how man
can degrade so much!
His soul is dead under the pile of fear.
He is submissive to the evil.
He only thinks of his loved ones.
The dead man does not think
that the evil will strike him one day.
The evil has an eye on him;
The dead man is the last to go.

Sorrow is flowing like a river
and dead man is sleeping unaware.
deception and treachery are ever where.
Only a few fight and perish.
The rest of the dead people
have stitched their lips.

They collude with the evil sometimes.
They fear their lives.
They love their lives.
They want longer miserable lives.

Joy is far away from earth.
Dead man likes little gossips.
Talks behind others backs.
Has not the guts to say what he thinks.

I wonder why the world is so miserable
Me thinks, because the dead man
does not take a stand to speak the truth.

We all have to perish one day.
The dead perish miserable than others.
His life, a wasted opportunity.

Life is transient and temporary.
We fill the capsule of time with sorrow.
How can joy be the home of earth,
When the dead man does not aspire?
Sorrow and drama keep us going
like the poison in a wasp.
We sting ourselves to feel alive.

Death is at the exit door.
When children we are happy.
The manipulator takes us over
as we mature.
The heart has no power.
What we feel as the truth
we cannot speak or act.
Evil and manipulation triumphs.

The dead people do not want
to know the truth.
They want to live in their small world.
Their negligence will one day sting them.
They have pushed their soul
deeper into the deep voiceless.

Dead man , awake!!!
All of us live only for a short while.
Think of the next generation.
Are you going to leave earth
as horrible as you were born?
What is the purpose of your life?

Dead man! search for the truth,
Know who is doing evil and who good.
Learn to take sides with the good.
Save your soul!

Meherbaan--A.R.Rahman Lyrics

Movie: Ada
Music Director: A.R.Rahman
Singer: A.R. Rahman
Lyricist: Raqueeb Alam

Tu Hai Zabaan, Main Hoon Bayaan
Tu Hai Neha, Main Hoon Haya - 2 Times

Tere Bina Main Hoon Be Zameen,
Tere Bina Main Be Aasma - 2 Times

Tu Hai Nadiyaan, Main Hoon Sangam
Tu Naya Saal, Main Pehla Mausam - 2 Times

Tere Bina Main Hoon Be Zameen,
Tere Bina Main Be Aasma,
Tere Bina Main Hoon Be Zameen,
Tere Bina.....

Meherbaan - 5 Times (While Humming)

Tu Hai Sana, Main Hoon Ana
Tu Hahteli, Main Hoon Heda - 2 Times

Aaj Elaan Yeh Kar Denge, Hum Ek Hai Ek Rahenge
Jo Aajaye Koi Toofan , Kabhi Raah Se Hum Nah Hathenge
Is Berangi Duniya Ko, Pyar Se Hum Rang Denge
Wafa Ka Diya Jalayenge, Har Ghar Mein Noor Bahenge

Tu Hai Nazar, Main Nazara
Tu Hai Sagar, Main Kinara
Tu Hai Zabaan, Main Hoon Bayaan
Tu Hai Neha, Main Hoon Haya

Meherbaan
--

Translation:

You are the language, I am the meaning
You are beauty, I am modesty - 2 Times

Withoutyou I am landless,
Without you I am skyless - 2 Times

You are the rivers, I am the confluence
You are the new eve, I am the first season - 2 Times

Without you I am landless,
Without you I am skyless,
Without you I am landless,
Without you....

Kind - 5 Times (While Huming)

You are eulogy, I am grace
You are the palm, I am the toe - 2 Times

Today we will announce that we are one and will always stay one,
Even if a storm comes, we will never move from the path
We will colour this colourless world with love,
We will light up the lamp of faith, light will flow in every house

You are the vision, I am the sight
You are the sea, I am the shore
You are the language, I am the meaning
You are beauty, I am modesty

Each Glorious Day,Oh sun

Here rises again, the glorious one,
The promise of a new day,
An opportunity to vindicate
and to find the inner way.

A new day to work out
the great yoga of the lord.
Rays from sun give eternal hope.
Surrender to the light
and be one with the ray.

May each day be a stepping stone,
An ever increasing surrender.

Until one surrenders where is oneness?
To enjoy the glory of the lord in Oneness?

This ray has marched vast cosmic spaces
to touch and warm this body and give hope.

O glorious one, O the shiny one,
Whence is life without your light?
You are the molder of earth
from a billion years from its birth.
Oh Glorious one!

The glimpse of the waters shining
your light gives such delight
Your light is a blessing.

May I float like a weightless paper
amid your streaming rays
Bask in stillness in the morning light.
The best moments of communion.

May each day be an ever increasing
journey of bliss and revelation.
Lord you are everywhere.

Each new day, a day for yoga
In your warm light, I touch
the inner self and silence.
Your morning rays are hope
and harbinger of things to come.

Each day be a closer day
Each day a prayer in surrender.
How shall oneness come without surrender?
How shall the jiva be one with the Lord?

Each day a glorious day
your rays touch my heart
awaken the sleeping soul
to aspire for greater life.

Let man heel himself
with your soothing warmth.
Your rays travel a vast comic spaces
to touch  a million faces.
Such is your love.

Let each day be a prayer
Each day a better one.
Jiva, forgetting his identity suffers.
Ignorance pervades this earth.

The body hides the soul.
When your rays touch my heart
At that mystic moment
I surrender.

What I was thinking, I am
becomes I am not.
Mind's mask and clout falls.
The soul discovers the truth.

Each day be a better day
and touch a deeper bliss.
Bliss and silence come hand in hand.

Bliss heels the body.
Who said, the lord does not cure?
Jiva can heal himself.
The Lord is within.

Each day a better day,
O glorious, luminous one.
You give hope from high in the sky.
You see the ills of the world
Yet shower your love and light.

I can rely on your light
Your love brings you back
every morning.
Let this short stay in this body
be a worthwhile journey
in the discovery of truth.
There is a world of bliss.
There are other worlds.

I shall touch these worlds
sitting in the warmth of the sun.
There is true love and bliss.

Different me

The other day, jealousy swept over me;
I kept watching it. It tried to enrage me.
It told me that my friends do not care for me.
No one is giving me attention.
No one loves me.
I felt low and unhappy.
I kept watching it and
went out to take a walk and fresh air.

The next day, I saw a beautiful woman,
in a bar restaurant.
Lust told me to elope her.
I kept watching lust.
That beautiful women had fair skin
and contrasting black long hair.
Our eyes are hard wired to like contrasts.
But my eyes saw her skull too.
Behind the contrast is blood and bone.
The complete picture of nature.

To fulfill desire and emotion
we are forced to act.

This day I felt  was a long day
Maybe I should have a friend to talk
These days my practice and inner disciple
are out of schedule.
So I took a decision
to spend some time after the shower
in my room and delve within.

I was talking about God
with my uncle on the telephone.
If one does action there is attachment
If one does not one is poor
Right action is a great skill
Even the wise get confused.

If one can tap into inner bliss
and let the mind and nerves
have a taste of it, then the desire
in the hard wires will give way
to the memory of the silent sitting.
These psychic memories
are the most pleasurable.
All burden is taken away
as if when one floats on water
the body feels weightless.

When not happy, there is sorrow
To be bored is to be unhappy
Boredom is unhappiness of mind.
One has to take a stand against sorrow.
I do not want to be one more
sorrow soul on this overburdened earth.
I fight the sorrow in my mind.
After all there is bliss within me.
Why should I run out to get it?

My mind became silent and peaceful
after this inner exercise.
How lazy and foolish we are
that we do not mend the mind
to enjoy the rest of the day
in peace and happiness
instead we let the lazy mind
take over our actions and sorrow
as it creeps in from the half open door.
then come lust,boredom, jealousy.
Like drunken party friends who
talk all miserable things in life and laugh.

Next time when I watch
those drunken lazy friends of mind
I shall pick up an enlightened book
that would increase the pitch of silence
and kick the lazy friends out of my mind.

Then shall my mind be calm
and act with a swift power.
I shall watch it be happy.
My mind acts best
when it is at rest and happy.

When I go out with this swift mind
I see myself and whole nature.
I see the whole woman,
Not only what my lazy mind can see.

Nature is the power of God.
It changes all the time.

I hear the silence.
They say, if one can go deeper and deeper
a greater knowledge shall come.
I am not yet there.
But I already feel the bliss.
I have a job to soak my mind and nerves
with bliss so that they do not complain.

Discipline and practice and common sense
and a desire to be happy and peaceful
is all you need.
I want to be happy in life.
I do not want to go out
and laugh at the same old jokes.
I want new experiences from within.

Dream of a Daughter

I dream of a daughter
whom I could see
growing up from a sweet child
to a beautiful women
teach her to be a good women
share with her my sorrows
she would be my real mother
take my raving head into her soothing
 hands and calm my fears.

I see women lost in external beauty
slave to societal demands.
My daughter would be independent,
My daughter would be kind at heart
and enlightened in being.
She understands that however beautiful
external life is not everything.

I would feel happy talking to her all the time.
I see the face of the divine in her.
When a women, she would care for all children.
She would not fear knowledge
of the inner being.
Often, women fear other worldly treasures.

We would go on long walks
I will talk to her about the stars
gods,trees and animals.
teach her to be brave.

She would love her father
like nothing else in this world.
I would kiss her before going to bed.

I would tell her stories of conscience
Never to sell the soul to the devil
lust after money, fame or power.
Always use her abilities
with compassion and conscience.

When she is old enough
show her how to silence the mind
Get rid of the perturbing desires
Be in peace with oneself.

She would be the only one
who would understand me.

The Poetics of Salt

http://www.ctheory.net/articles.aspx?id=669

Nice article.

I liked the way "salt" connotes several meanings in religion, politics and life.
Also the poor man's experience of life in the increasingly competitive world and the subjugation of the body as a means to oppress and conform is interesting.

I have one question and critique about the article and in general the critique of anti-capitalistic stance.

" The economist Jagdish Bhagwati in his book In Defense of Globalization makes a pretty elaborate methodically articulated defense of globalization. What particularly caught my interest is when he says, “The anti-capitalist sentiments are particularly virulent among the young who arrive at their social awakening on campuses in fields other than economics. English, comparative literature, and sociology are fertile breeding grounds.”

I have read the book the author mentions above. Bhagavati defends some baseless assertions of anti-capitalists and why they could be wrong in their understanding of economics. There are certain assertions that I agree with the anti-capitalists. For example the ever expanding vision of the present day capitalists and the visions of utopia based on eternal development will lead to destruction of the ecosystems and our very survival as a special. It is becoming obvious from scientific studies that the way we are doing business, the next 50 years can prove to be the most dangerous time for us as a species. But that does not put the principles of capitalism and the science of supply and demand in jeopardy. Economics is a set of knowledge of the world of give and take, just like science is the knowledge of the matter.
But there is in general a disagreement between economics as a field and literature, sociology etc.  I do not know if that is because of anathema of specialization or general lack of interest in other fields.
Communism puts power to some individuals and that has caused mass
murders of artists and all intellectuals in communist states and there are many examples of that in history. At least democracy gives air to breath no matter how polluted and space for thoughts to express no matter to some extent policed. The ideas of communism based on economics and welfare state sound well but the application and concentration of power
that it leads to has proved self destructive and dangerous to the intellectuals.

My question is how do you show resistance to the capitalists who have vast power? Unlike colonialists this capitalists are indirect holders of power of the state. They manipulate politics sitting at the back and the actors are the politicians and we the spectators.
Gandhi wanted to break the unjust salt law to show resistance to the British, but now how do you show resistance to mindless development and destruction of earth? Though there is some resistance from the department of sociology and literature, it has to be agreed for the practical matter that it is only is the world of ideas however noble they may be. It can be argued that ideas are powerful and can bring change, which I agree. But in the real world, change is happening very fast.

I feel that the theory of efficiency and demand and supply and the importance of markets has its place in society. There is no problem with the theory and sound principles of capitalism , the problem is in its application, just like science can be destructive, for example lead to nuclear war.
My point is that we need to understand this system and to counter the power structure we need to develop more methods of resistance to this madness of development and utopia.
This is the hype and utopia created by the media and the corporates as if there are infinite resources on earth. We are destroying earth, and our earth cannot sustain this ever growing population and extravagant lifestyle. This hype needs to be countered on a greater mass  level than in departments of sociology and literature.

Instead of attacking sound principle of economics we need to attack the greed of the corporates and the way they use media for their ends. How can we do it on a greater level and let people know that this business in usual will lead us and other animal species to extinction?

Purusha

Deep sweetness in my mouth
Life is wonderful
Life stay this way
Purusha is the Lord
Lower purusha sacrifice
detach from mind and body
Let a higher force reveal
your true nature.
Sweetness pour into the mouth
I enjoy life in that sweetness.
I can taste it. It is sweet.
How can I keep this everyday?
Purusha learn to detach from mind
and sacrifice. know your great true nature.
Happy is life.
Know your true nature. Detach from mind and body.
I love myself. I am purusha. I love purusha.
He is so sweet. Intense happiness.
No sense enjoyment can come close to this intensity.
This is the best. Sweetness in my mouth.
Head is light. Mind is silent. Sweetness in mouth.
Lips are numb. sweetness pulls me inside.
I close my eyes. Go deeper into the sweetness.
Force coming down from between the eye brows.
Lips are sweet and tongue tastes sweet too.
I want to taste this wine every day.
Purusha detach, sacrifice action.
Do not think you are mind or body.
You are delight. You are the best.
Only when you sacrifice
you detach from mind and body
otherwise you think you are mind and body.
you lose into suffering
sacrifice and taste your own self
that is sweet and beautiful.
Purusha awaken, know thyself
you are the sweet wine
that my lips can taste.
you are not the mind or body
you are the best.
I love you. You are the best of my life.

As a seed grows to be a tree

As a seed grows to be a tree
I struggle to grow to the divine
I need the company of like-minded
like the fresh air to the plant
I need the wisdom and light of peers
like the sunlight to the sprout

As I grow towards the divine
there are many paths that my energies
can take me. I try to grow straight
towards the divine sun but there
are many forces that deviate me
from the heavens above.

The hustle and bustle of the forest,
materialism, money and sex
distract me and also the perverse
habits of the body to take pleasure
in old habits of the body.


life is an obstacle and a helper
sleep is an obstacle and a helper
I am a slave of my mind.
Happiness is above the mind
stands untainted alone and pure.
the stairs to bliss are within me.

Life is a struggle with yourself.
There are forces that want to
bring you back to darkness.
I saw the divine light and
felt the charge in my sleep.
the divine mother hears me.
As a plant grows to be a tree
there is uncertainty.
Though I know thee and enjoy thee
still there is perversity in the body.
The body enjoys the perverse pleasure in sleep

It takes a little wind to break
stability of my mind.
Feelings of anger and rage
are as if hiding behind the curtain
to show their ugliness in a burst.
Come to the fore, with a little wind.
Like the little plant is shaken from the ground.
All stability feels like an illusion
All self knowledge and love is tested.

Amid all this frustration 

I need to grow towards the divine.
There are prayer and self concentration
as my aids. All life is the search of pure bliss.
The stairs to bliss are within me.

I am confident even in my sadness
that the divine has taken interest in me.
There is no other way
but to exceed myself.
As the plant grows to be the tree
In time the seed becomes a tree.
Life is bright and sunny
with the joy of growth and learning.

I have understood that life
is about bringing bliss to earth
I am tested everyday in my faith.
Not to act on thoughts that
bring unhappiness to earth.
Unhappiness is the seed of unhappiness.
Happiness is the seed of more happiness.
As the seed becomes the tree
there are many paths that take you nowhere.
Into tracks of dust and disease.
All life becomes a pain.
Sorrow bites your soul and heart
and thoughts of purposelessness
become your aid to suicide.

There is strife and pain everywhere
I have made my purpose to bring
happiness in into sorrow land.
As the seed grows to be the tree.
I have faith in the sun
and that life has a purpose
and the purpose is to blissful.
I am born to be happy.
From where has this sorrow come?
I shall enjoy everyday
I shall be silly and free like a child.
Of what purpose is this seriousness?
Rules, customs and seriousness
are for the people of the sorrow land.
I want to be the citizen of the happy land.

I shall learn to remember
the divine in my misery.
quickly my misery shall turn to delight
I have faith in the sun.
As the seed loves the sun
I shall love the divine.

Those who want to follow me
Do not listen to hawkers of sorrow
Life is all about bliss within
In the warmth of sun and sipping of cool water
shall I grow towards the divine.
Amid my mind's sorrow shall i remember the sun
The sun is the supreme light.
I am the warrior who has faith in the sun
during absolute darkness and hopelessness.
My faith in sun brings the sun closer to me.
As the seed grows to be the tree.

stink of death

I smell the stink of death everywhere
Death is unpredictable and a great leveler
Earth is the place for this drama
man the protagonist and death the enemy
Death is the usual winner and man the loser
One feels as if all conditions on earth
favor the tactics and ruse of death.

you are given only some time to achieve
and enjoy spurts of happiness meanwhile
As long as you live on this piece of universe
death haunts you as your shadow.
What can be done to escape this suffering?
You may die of disease, mental agony,
accident of nature or man.
Death is everywhere and every day.
Yet man treats death as a distant relative
though hears its name does not bother
to know more about it or know it.
Death is born along with life
as a shadow it sleeps with man
on his cradle and follows till the grave.
Death is body's constant challenge.

Amid the loss of lives, suffering and war
some hope for some great power to save
But suffering continues and continues unabated
Seems as if there is no end to man's suffering.
What can be done to escape this suffering?

I see some artists, musicians,bards,
scientists fighting the shadows of death on earth
and to lift the darkness
and to bring unearthly joy into life.

Man cannot escape the pinch
of other human and animal suffering.
I want to embody the goddess of happiness
on this land of suffering and death
Lift the torch of bliss on this land of suffering
Lift the spirit of the suffering man
With my energy and aspiration
bring smile on the lips of the dying man.

One feels as if earth were made
to be the land of the dead
Life struggles the earth's catastrophes
life struggles the ignorance of man
Life suffers the war and hatred
On this land of death
shall we sow the seeds of bliss
I shall embody the goddess of bliss.
Replace the stink of death
with the fragrance of rose.

By the sea and the beach

I see the boat drifting away
towards the ocean horizon
into the unknown and far

As the sun sets
the crowd starts to leave
the sky turns red
and after a while i see the first stars
of the night.

The waves regain their strength
and start to jump higher

oh! these waves have the strength
to break the rock to sand
in the ocean was born the fate of land
Into the the ocean does everything return

the time spent on the beach
alone or with a friend
remains in the memory till the end
the sea wind soothes the soul and the mind
All my worries look trivial
and I have gained the calm strength of the sea.

the waves erase the footprints
on the beach and make a new
beginning for the fresh sun

some birds love to dive
into the ocean waters
and catch the fish
in the light of last hours

one can see the fun of nature
in the play of the small silly birds
with the encroaching waves

As the sun sets on the horizon
I feel the silence take over me
lost in utter quite
i loose all sense of surrounding