MUSE INDIA-OCT-09

Dedication

 

.... to the invisible person

Who sweats all through the day and night

To make us happy

I dedicate this small and short verse

 

He raises our garden beautifully

with all varieties of flowers

spreading fragrance

all through the year

and expects all of us

to bear tender flowers in hearts

to fill the earth with fragrance of love

 

To that gardener

with reverence I bow,

I dedicate the petals

and fruits this day

and all tomorrows to come...

 

At the opportune time

 

In divinity...

 

Uneventful incidents

sometimes shackle me

for longer duration

and my hopes start to go dry

 

The waves in the sea rise high

only to surrender thereafter

and ebb into oblivion

 

If balloons are not tender

and do not surrender

with air can we fill them ever,

can we pop up a stone

by blowing a storm into it?

 

May hopes and desires be flexible,

as sugar in milk

in divinity

we should be soluble...

 

 

Ecstasy

 

It appears to me

my life has entered a maze,

speed breakers of luxury

and dark traffic signals

have held me back

to reach my destination in time,

 

My hopes and desires stumble

against the boulders of despair,

I am wounded and race no more...

Can I ever have His mercy

to reap the divine ecstasy ?

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A fateful morning...

 

In the early hours

of this fateful morning

I am being anxious

to hide my age,

I tried to beautify my

unheeding gray hair

colouring it to thick black sheen.

 

The mirror, I am holding

in my shivering hands

suddenly slipped down to spread

in splinters all around the floor.

 

Every piece of the broken mirror

reflected the images of my worrying face

and unequivocally, my sulking mind

expressed great concern

over the mishap that happened unexpectedly.

 

Is it me exactly

Or my inner being

in the grip of fear

worries so much

over this insignificant matter?

 

Has the inner soul developed a fracture

that the youth has given a slip,

or does my heart chuckles

and beats fast...

is it innocence or foolishness,

or something else that bothers me

and has delivered a packet of anxiety

at my door step on this fateful morning?

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Sanctum -Sanctorum

 

When my heart is overflowing

in pain and despair

and why does my soul draw tear from a deep well

and pour it slowly on to my lap?

 

As long as joy was unlimited

and delight made my heart light

I was unmindful of bliss and ecstasy, 

When my sky is overcast today

in desperation I search for the sun...

 

I pray you My lord! my friend and philosopher,

I wait for your little finger to hold

for every act or deed I propose to do hereafter.

You are my sole saviour 

the storehouse of supreme power

you are the revered deity

in the Sanctum -Sanctorum of little temple!!

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in sprinkles...

 

I feel delighted

and my joy knows no bounds

when rain , drops in sprinkles on my head,

I immediately turn myself for a moment as a child

when I played in showers in those carefree days

despite strong warnings

by my affectionate  parents.

 

I continued my tryst with it,

preparing paper boats

and putting them on water

to float swiftly

 

 

My garden smiles with blooming flowers

and my heart dances in joy

 

 

Even now on seeing the black clouds in the sky

my dreams form droplets to come down

to cheer the farmers in their fields

and tickle the kids drenching their silken cheeks

to the coveted destiny...

 

Even while moving in groups

I feel alienated

and loneliness

just frightens me

 

When it is in the case of my loneliness

I can't think of any body else my lord! except You

My mind parades round your ideals

and my heart in rhythm beats

just your name, not any other thing.

 

Now my soul decided to join you

in the set journey

Oh! The supreme lord!

Just be with us and lead us on to the coveted destiny

we all feel delighted for your leadership

and stay dedicated for ever on sands of time.

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For all other practical purposes

 

When it is dark all the time, 

for a little brightness we crave more

and put all hopes in you

with a checkered career in mind

 

When the flow of water is fast

and the swift waves threaten

on our safe passage

We keep you and your assurances in heart

and brave the crisis to tide over

 

Wherever we need your help and guidance

we are actually getting it before hand

and we naturally feel it as a boon to us

for all our sincere and serene prayers

 

Oh! God!! our supreme power!!!!

we derive confidence by chanting

your names umpteen times

day in and day out and in all our daily chores

 

Our experiences all the way look different

But we all sail with you to reach our goals

with courage and confidence

we all living beings look odd in nature

but we are all one,

with dedication we surrender to you

for all other practical purposes...

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At his lotus feet ...

 

When the spring steps in

the blunt branches of dried trees

wake  up from the cold slumber

of the long nights of the winter

 

Tender green leaves sway

in the cool southern breeze,

new buds wink and wait

to blossom to every body's surprize

 

Fragrance wafts all around

to welcome our Supreme Lord,

does his chariot land

or He sends His ambassadors -

the bees and the butterflies

into a world so cheerful and so jocund!

 

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Looking at all the odds

 

Looking at all the odds for decades together

an inhuman tendency has developed

by all the humans in the world

 

Thus, some nation’s unwanted fascination

for waging wars against a weak nation,

and media going ga ga for coverage

for awards and prizes

bring no surprises

in a ruthless world...

 

Arms dealers and experts

in guerilla warfare

win accolade and honours,

rule nations by proxy

in the name of healthy democracy.

 

Will ever man be sane

and blow cool breeze of love

instead of tornado of hate

and cruel hurricane?

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Dredging the channels ...

 

Some news channels

roam around sensational clips

by striking the keys of playback and

fastforward options alone, time and again

 

Some family channels

try to systematize villainy

In their long drawn unending serials

Much to the excitement of viewers

 

Some music channels

on the track of offering reality shows

Highlight the squabbling, in quick succession

Only in the name of arousing interest in the minds of onlookers

thus spilling waves of embarrassment in the minds of connoisseurs

 

May be some channels without minding  more for ratings

Continue to highlight ‘National geography events’

and interludes with educative interest on thebackground.

The eyes that are very much  glued to the screens should identify

which ones are to be encouraged, which ones to be censored

and what need to be absorbed in the interest of the next day

 

 

As a last resort ...

 

Once I am delighted to see the sky

Closely shrouded by black clouds

Blocking all the scorching summer sunshine

and sprinkling drops of water on earth

 

Can these rains go disastrous

and make the lives of people

stranded on sheets of water

and all their hopes of normal life

go astray with desires

inundated in shambles

shooting ahead with flows of water?

 

Does the GOD of rains too

Play games so unkind

with the hapless poor lot

crying for help in sheer despair.

 

Are we leaving the path of righteousness

and moving away from the tenets of Dharma,

teach such fitting lessons

to think once again  to revert to the days of ‘Ramarajya’

feeling it as a last resort to our grieving earth

 

 

Rao garu, Relevant ruminations on rains. It is perhaps the running commentary on the present cyclonic condition in Krishna and Guntur districts. Regards.

 

Ch J Satyananda Kumar, visakhapatnam

Oct 03, 2009  

 

 

In the rain and shine of life...

On some days I delve deeply into the ocean of thoughts

and swim onto the tides of utter despair

 

On some other days I fly high in the sky

making all my days thereafter look brighter than ever before.

 

Oh! My lord! Why all these disparities

play hide and seek in the lives of Humans?

 

"OH ! the innocent devotee, if light doesn't appear

you feel half dead with dense darkness  frightening you all the time

And thereby  you will not get a chance

to be delighted and thereby highlighted

in all the walks of your life, leaving all the pain do the drain

 

Be patient and wait for a chance

to feel excited for experiencing these

lights and shadows in the rain and shine of life"

As light comes naturally darkness disappears

on the quick sands of time- oh my devotees!