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Happiness, elusive nymph
Vanishing when almost in your hold
A glimpse you have in your hour of triumph
Tantalising vision in silver and gold.

You reach out and she slips away
Into the forests of consciousness
You follow-often led astray
The way is rough, the jungle dense.

Tired-frustration growing on you
You lean against an ample bark
Dreaming of sunbeams dancing on dew
She is there again, an apparition in the dark.

Submitting this poem in response to the prompt on the following link:


Posted by on May 11, 2011 in Poetry


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The glorious and the Ugly

On an ordinary day, the nature of our character may be hidden from our very selves. We may like to make ourselves believe that we would always act or not act in a particular way. And yet, when we are faced with a crisis, or placed in circumstances that are extroadinary, then it is that the best or worst in us, comes to the fore .

In times of natural calamities like a flood or in times of war or civil disturbances and riots,  we often hear distressing tales like  that of fleeing families  being accosted  and looted of their belongings at gun point or of women and young girls  being molested by those who approach them,   under the pretext of helping with the rescue.

Contrasting with such stories, where we witness the worst in us, taking  over, one often hears stories of people who save the lives of others , at the cost of risking their own lives. While the first lot of people may fit in well with the survival of the fittest theory, the second group of altruists, challenge the laws of evolution as propounded by Charles Darwin and others. There have been many researchers who have tried to find a coherent explanation. Working with tribal populations , where identification with a particular group was predominant,  some of the researchers concluded that  while individual self-interests  are hard wired into our genes and so patterned to ensure survival of the individual, altruism plays a  part in determining group survival . That makes sense because, in a group, if everyone was out to destroy everyone else, pretty soon there would be chaos all around, to the detriment of the whole group. This also explained the attachment and protectiveness exhibited by mothers in the animal kingdom towards their offsprings and  the willingness to undertake sacrifices in the interests of those coming within the fold of kinship.

There are many,  many  incidents which defy  all explanations  of the survival  theory as well , whether it be of the individual or the group, where people put their lives at stake to save someone,  totally unrelated to them or are complete strangers. Many months ago, one had read a newspaper report where a handicapped man had jumped into the river to save a woman who was drowning. She unfortunately died and the man who tried to save her , had himself to be rescued.  The critical part of this incident, was that this man did not know how to swim.

So, what is it that urges a person to save another life , at the peril of destroying his own?. Is it a remembrance in the deeper levels of our consciousness  of our connectedness, that has been lost to us, as we have traversed the ages, from our primitive states? Isn’t  this,  the connectedness, that the Wise  have stressed upon?  Aren’t all standards of ethical behaviour and the essence of morality based on this truth ? “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you”. Is it possible to consciously evoke that feeling and work on it, in the larger interests of mankind?

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Posted by on March 18, 2011 in Reflections




Hi everyone,

Am new to this space.

More than half a century behind me and none the wiser for it. Have fallen down, bruised myself, shaken off the dirt ( at least ostensibly) and plodded on. As is the case with those zillions of travellers, who have walked this planet in search of sense and security, never truly grasping it, except when surrounded by the warmth and glow of genuine affections.

For what else is that constant craving that underlies the struggle of all our waking hours and that which inhabits our sleep and dreams, but the longing to be known and loved, to be recognised in our separate identity, to be accepted for what we are! The extroadinary amongst us climb mountains and conquer peaks, surf the seas and brave the storms, travel across unchartered territories, take wing and soar with the wind, far above the plains and lowlands. They dare, but their daring would be put to nought ,were there no witnesses. How lonesome would they be, how unhappy, if their daring and courage did not find recognition and applause.

As for the rest of us ordinary mortals, we scurry about like little ants, finding acceptance and comfort in merely following the line of ants before us, toiling ceaselessly and hoarding

The incessant whisper in all consciousness, both glorious and mundane is however just  simply this. Hey, here I am. This is what I am …Love me for what I am . Accept me thus.

Yet, all the wise men, who have gone before us, the saints and seers , prophets and avatars, who have had glimpses of the unknown, have invariably spoken of the need for the annihilation of our ego, what we percieve as our separate selves, in order that we reach a state of pure peace and joy. In those rarest of rare moments, when this becomes faintly oh so faintly possible, when we look into ourselves truthfully, all our insecurities, fears, jealousies, arrogance and complexes ,indeed all of our negativities do melt away, for that which you are , I am and so i cannot fear you or chide you or ridicule you. I cannot be vain or supercilious for that which I am , you are too.

I  come to this space  with that spirit of oneness…easy to proclaim of course, hard to live by, lifetimes to really achieve. But we should all try, shouldn’t we?


Posted by on March 15, 2011 in Personal



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