MONOCHROMATIC bliss…….

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             Here I am…..sitting on this bench placed at the end of the platform number 5 of this busy  railway station….deserted, dilapidated!…..its  rather an amusing thing….that how can anything being physically so close to life…to a humongous number of people passing across it every now and then, be so perpetually averted!….this bench must have bin here for a real long time….must have witnessed so many emotions….its wood has a sagginess in it from the drizzling that just happened….n here..at this moment…am a mere company to this bench….or probably the other way round…the droplets of water developing at the edges of its rot iron bars…waiting to fall….growing with patience… a lucent purity…as if it were emoting…emoting madness about its potency!…

                  Sitting there…I observe people and their profound expressions…some with a hint of happiness and some with agony…some are rather ironic…and some are just blunt…few eyes searching someone…few waiting to be found…frowns on a kid’s face!…holding his mother’s palm…for being disapproved for a candy…..jubilance on another kids face for receiving a rupee tip on the last chai cup of the day, he just sold…portraying an amalgamation of contrasting shades of life….my vision traced that kid who was headed towards the porch, walking with a sense of unbound excitement!…he goes up to a girl, sitting there…crying!…his younger sister probably…n shows her, his achievement of the day…..that one rupee coin….that one small glimmering coin!!….never imagined that such a small piece of metal would posses so much of energy….energy to actuate limitless happiness!…bringing  a wide smile on her face…with high acuteness…nothing had ever meant or seemed so rustic!!…so divine!!…those kids there…with no sense of antipathy against their fate…accept life!…and rather enjoy that moment…with no knowledge of the purple they might have to face ahead in life…their mind hasn’t evolved so much as to worry about it…making me realize again….ignorance after all is bliss!!…..

                  That small but rather intriguing period of time that I spent on that bench…made me realize…world is not that big a chaos…n happiness isn’t a royalty at all…it just takes a ‘spark’’smile’ being its absolute metaphor in this case….to ignite happiness…                                       

Contemplations of a cynic mind……

Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 9:39 AM

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Percussions…..why call a strike of two palms-a clap…calling aint no big deal....agreed!!….why use it to applaud…to felicitate…its juz a sound after all….n not even a rhythmic one…....why do people celebrate over the birth of their progeny and not mourn when they don’t stutter while cribbing about the vandalism of the race by population growth….as if own offspring doesn’t add to the population…I mean am not being a sadist or something but ya…I do have a point there don’t I?....traits of narcissus utterly predominant…

Evolution of a soul is primarily thought to be achieved if one can confine peace in one’s soul….nirvana as many refer to….a state which is considered to be closer to god….closer to happiness…..well then having said that…being high with what ever mode one uses makes u happy from inside…….makes you forget all menace the world today is facing….so is getting high one of the ways to get acquainted with god…??....

The imprint of the image just seen by a naked eye….stays for few milli seconds…is that a apparition??........hallucination….or is there a fine line separating what is real and what is not??.....may be there is……may be there is not….may be every thing we see is real…..may be it Is not….

INCONGROUS FLEDGLINGS

Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 4:48 PM

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Evolution of emotions

And unheard remarks

Frowns going profound

Thoughts confined to mere arcs

For all moves and motives

Questioning is never escaped

Diversions being enforced

And self beliefs are erased

Marooning the soul

And pursuing the enforced

Engrossed in contemplations

Questing for the ray of hope

Breathing in the epidemic

Gawking at all delusion

Bestowed on the globe

Collars are left sodden

Undue gripes

Chasing the unknown

Nothing to look forward to

Seeds of desire, were never sown

Why get confined?

When we can soar high

Why not break apparitions?

There is no need to comply

Apparent blockade

To make the zeal glide

To never perturb

And never live to hide

CLUTCHY CLICHÉ ..........crossroads!!

Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 10:09 PM

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Few wet palms

And minds on outrage

Our tumbling steps

Portraying an unclear image

Feeling tormented

Passing by the gust

And a bitter torrent

Desires fed to rust

 

An unknown destination

Where are we?

No questions answered

Shattering all smiles and glee

Making groped efforts

Dwelling on with monotony

Apprehending complex jargon

LIFE- a seeming irony

 

We keep moving ahead

Searching for the rye

The quest never ends

Chasing everything under the sky

Life gets confined

Nothing seems in reach

Like an untamed barrel

With a clogging in the breech

 

Elusion of such fiasco

Demands great adherence

And a rational road

To thwart all pestilence

Hurdles after hurdles

Is synonymous to life

The road to transcendence

Is crammed with much strife

 

Yearning for the support

Yearning for the love

Ameliorating ahead

Trying to rise above

The toss of the coin

Let it end this day

Let’s end the talk of destiny

Let’s end this fray

 

Coliseum of animosity ?

Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 12:37 PM

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It wasn’t long ago when any deliberate act of terror, causing the reckoning of the death tolls & causalities, millions and zillions of NEWS channels covering every minute detail of the incident to prelusion of the blame game, the aftermath rather, never seemed so much of a cliché. It wasn’t long ago when common people could go out of their homes without any sense of insecurity creeping into their minds. But, as it stands now with the current scenario, that period of peace and harmony seems to be long lost amidst the menace of such radicalism and extremism.

        In the name of God, the oft-repeatedly professed JIHADIS, architect such massacres. Who are these malignant species who appear to be humans but are without a heart? They have no religion; they don’t belong to any community. Their acts of utter abomination and barbarism leaves hordes of innocent people stranded with only one unanswered question- why? Is there really some one who is ready to answer, is there someone who can be blamed? In this baffled and chaotic state of affairs, is there a reason for common man to hope and wait for peace to see the light of the day? With the pages in book of history being filled with crimson ink every now and then, is there a reason to believe if there is an end? Where are we heading to? The unknown destiny—the doomsday as many refer to, is there no way to prevent such carnage? If at all anything is to be done, it should be to have faith and adherence and stand united against terrorism.

       In this current world, where globalization has become the order of the day, the foremost question remains- why is India not well equipped to tackle terrorism as the Western and European counterparts are? How much more poignant suffering should we go through to learn? As hard as it may sound, it is for us to stand united in this quest for reconciliation. It’s high time that we understand the fact that a war against terrorism is not the one which wants us to saunter by a violent path. “An eye for an eye only makes the whole world blind” as quoted by Gandhi, is an inevitable truth and we must abide by it. The recent array of unmerciful terrorist attacks being witnessed has predominantly been a consequence of the US’s controversial war against terrorism on Iraq and Taliban. It was a war that left horrendous scars and pulverized the very foundations of humanity. Before fighting terror, let’s make an endeavor to first stab the terrorist within ourselves. If blood for blood is the answer, then there is nothing that classifies us contrastive to the extremists.

         In my understanding, terrorism needs to be confronted at primal level. There is no substitute to overpower terrorism but to attack the tools of terrorism. The primal tools of terrorism are poverty, illiteracy and the most pestilent of all- corruption. These ill elements of our society have been perennially averted by us. Terrorism is not just tempestuous act of violence by a group of anarchic people; it also is politics, politics by outlawed means. It’s not a new happening for us, be it Rajiv Gandhi’s assassination or the 93’ Mumbai blast, extremists have been enjoying support from the corrupt politicians and also ill willed locals in many of the incidences. Can terrorism survive without local support? NO it cannot. Khalistan terrorism of Punjab though being an entity of the past provides us with this answer. With the current scenario having US raising voice with India in threatening Pakistan to wipe out terrorist camps from its own soil, things might seem to be on a right track. But before zeroing out all other reasons to be worried about, let’s first have a look into our own realm. The democratic politics have been weakened by the corrupt politicians and bureaucrats. It’s due to their unlawful approach for selfish agendas that terrorism has developed into inevitable phenomena, and it is corruption which has been depriving us from an amicable life.

        Apparently, US and UK have not witnessed any major terrorist activity since the 9/11 massacre and 05’ London serial blast respectively. This makes us raise questions on why hasn’t Indian government been able to pull up their socks in this regard? But we, as citizens have a humongous role in this ordeal. The biggest blessing of a democracy is the freedom to VOTE. Have this provision been appropriately exploited? The answer sure is a formidable one. Ironically, it has been observed that more than 75% of the times, the number of people not voting is double the number of votes won by the winning party. Elections after elections pass by with no change in this equation. When will we stop being so delinquent? When will we start acting like ethical citizens? Is being liable such an arduous ask? Searching for answer within ourselves is preferential over searching it elsewhere. We have the potency to actuate and function as rebelling cult to make the government and people who run it accomplish their jobs rightfully and make India a secure place to live in.

       Let there be a yet another Tsunami- a Tsunami of love. Let the hands be joined, let the seeds of love be sowed. Let there be an outrageous renaissance, with chants so loud and clear that they are heard like never before. Let those unlawful people feel the tides of change. Tides so vigorous and compelling that it shatters their audacity in carrying out such acts. Lets endure together to set examples rather than looking up for them. In this current time of sorrow, let’s stand unified today to see a brighter tomorrow.

“TOGETHER WE CAN, TOGETHER WE WILL”

SMUGGLED EMOTIONS

Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 12:15 PM

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Crimson nights

Thawing the sky

Minds left spun

Woes disguised

 

Cascades of ruptures

Bitter tastes and a sigh

No sympathy bestowed

And no room to cry

 

“Peace sells” they say

Can’t figure out why?

Before you even tumble

They start bantering high

 

A fist or a gun

For malice or for fun

“The mint chase”

A mere setting of stage

This rubble of void souls

Drifting towards a carnage

 

Grim eyes

Grim souls

& grim hopes

 

This baffled globe is like

Entangled ropes

 

BEING CAPTIVATED

Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 12:13 PM

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Unwilled forms of desire

A few travelled steps

Reigning to conspire

Abjuring pathos

The race put on pyre

No dearth for anxiety

& Radical apprehensions hired

Hordes of people

Jolting being dazed

Weaker they get

Trying to be upraised

Craving for a position

Abandoning all they got

Unpleasant chatters

Sabotaging the sublime lot

Questing for the lucre

And for fugitive success

Helpless in their own ways

Poignantly distressed

Confounding tumbles

An Epidemic on routine

In harmonizing the society

Brutish race is never keen

Kneeling down

And hysterical cries

Fetching no reconciliations

Feeling tormented high

Confessions don’t work

For they come too late

Searching Antidote never ends

To cure the sense of hate

Peeled off to the skin

Everything seems grim

Wrecked up with Voidance

The Feeling of being jaded

Living in the free world?

Or are we just

“Being captivated”?