The Khushi's Pen

Human life is so crowded with mundane activities that we rarely have time for self introspection. We seldom find ourselves in an expansive, tranquil mood of silence and reflection altogether. But, alas! We still keep chasing the shadow shapes of power, pleasure and possessions. Born in this world to seek our true root, our origin. We get swirled up in the centrifugal force of the materialistic things, chained in the bond of worldliness. But, then what about work? "Work is essential for a being. It disciplines his mind and exercises his body. Work is a great boon." But, we must remember, 'Work is a means, it is not an end'. Livelihood must never be addled with life. Do not make your work the objective of your life on the earth. The purpose of your life is to cultivate the soul. So, stay connected to the source of all life. Grounded and rooted nature is the only way out to attain moksha- the ultimate divine, the void where the soul meets the zenith. So, stay in consta

The pain of the words you shot at me have pierced a bullet hole in me, So deep, so primal I dare not to even touch the wound of thee. 'Holding on or letting go?' Is the only question my mind, now asks me. Um, well. I retort- Dear Mind, It is not always so easy to do either of the two- holding on or letting go. Both are two different notions, encompassing within them branched-off feelings. So, I choose to do both- I choose to hold onto the good times, mellow vibes, life lessons, simplicity, peace, contentment and excitement you armed me with. And, I also choose to be selfish, you see. Because, I choose to let go off; I choose to let go off all those bullet holes my heart bears, I choose to let go off all those tears I've shred when I was aloof- with no one near, I choose to let go off all those days which were meant to be bloom and repair, But on the contrary were all gloom and despair. Holding on or letting go? I chose both- for 'our' collective go

- ever mused, if mislaid animals also used to find their way back to the jungle via GPS? We, The Modern Chimpanzees- our advent in this world has at many times been a topic of muse in the Jungle Safari. People of the 21st century are not merely humans, instead a robot would very well define their existential category. From anything to everything they need, want or desire- they are just a CLICK away to procuring it! Imagine you went to the Sahara for a perfect winter vacation- 'Yayy!' And, in the midst of the sand dunes while the camel bumps once, twice, and now thrice thereby toppling you down on the sand. "Thud!" A loud baseless voice is heard, throughout the vast horizon your eyes stretch only to find sand, and sand everywhere! Your eyes mirage you, decipher you- look towards the East, there are a few men. But, alas, it is merely your illusion. You lie on the sand, helpless and hapless at your inability to escape. But, within an hour, you ultimately manage to fin