Mirage: star

If one science could explain the phenomenon of life, we would be learned people with nothing more to gain. Part of the differences that lie between us is accountable to the unknown areas of life. Secrets are revealed by successful men, mantras are sold like cupcakes in a candy shop; yet none of those seem to fit into your life with ease and simplicity: the way it did in that person's life.
Is it all in the hands of the person living his life? Or can the teachings of gurus be inculcated into our routine for attaining a level we only read in books or watched on television?
If I could have answered these questions, I would be reading my fan mail or globe trotting to give seminars, instead of sitting on the warm floor and writing this. So for anybody who comes across this, it is not a diary entry or a collection of gripping stories. These are my thoughts.
Also, it's an easy way to not pressurize myself with a deadline. Writing at one's own pace is charming - well, at least more charming than reading classics or doing work where interest is the last thing on my mind. This is my idea of being free. Free to express, free to think, free to be. Yes, I know we live in a democratic country; yet we rob ourselves of our own freedom.

Here is: To Freedom, To Life and... To Smiles!!! :)
Cheers!

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Saturday, June 5, 2010

Mama told me...

Mama told me I'm a star
As I cried for broken toys
She told me I will get these back
I sat on the swing and fell
I ran and I stumbled
Mama told me
You are a star
You are the brightest star
I searched for an apple
On branches so dead
Coloring them green
In my mind and head
And I became sour
Apple wasn't there, branches were dead
Mama told me I'm a star
My birthday I got no present
No gift to me to say 'I love you'
But someone came in the night,
Hugged me and kissed me on forehead
She told me
I love you my baby
You are the brightest star.