Sunday, January 7, 2024

Lamp of my life

Now that you are here...

 

Things are looking up a bit

Seeming brighter a bit

 

Perhaps you have added

Days to my ending game

Fuel to my dying flame

 

Flame that was about to be

Covered by sheets of darkness

Overwhelmed by raging storms,

Or blown off by stress

 

But now the lamp has regained strength

To quell the darkness’ reign

And beam with happiness

To spread the light again

 

Now that you are back here

Life of my lamp is revamped




Friday, January 5, 2024

Wonderful World

It's such a wonderful world

So unbelievably magical and colorful

There is this hot big ball of fire and light

That rises up cool orange in the morning

And sets down as deep orange in the evening

It is white, bright and warm in the day

But we have dark nights at end of day

Heat and cold both have its share

With the presence and absence of sun’s glare

So wonderfully they share…

 

Plants too welcome and like the sun

Each day they are happy to see him

Their leaves and flowers smile at him

Throughout the day

Appreciating and thanking the sun

For what they get from his light

What a wonderful site…

 

Birds live on the trees and shrubs

Different shapes, sizes and colors

Each bird has its own song

Birds sing because they have a song

Hundreds of them make a symphony

And for them it is never one too many

Their religion is singing

So wonderful hear that

When one drops out other comes up

So symphony does not stop


No one can find earth's end

It is like a huge round orange

We could run around it

Without falling off the edge

Outside it is cold, crusty and welcoming

But inside red hot, molten and forbidding

Earth rotates and revolves

It also behaves like an unstable drunk

So wonderful to know that she is having fun


Then we have seas and oceans

Faces of which may be violent

But inside is spiritual and nonviolent

Depths of seas have a lot more life

Living undisturbed, quietly

With peace and zero anxiety

There is also a barter going on

Between the sun, oceans

Planes and mountains

They all barter in forms of water

The sea cleans the atmosphere

And also regulates the temperature

For us, earthlings

What a wonderful understanding…






Thursday, January 4, 2024

Non-existent existence

I was just a point

A dot

In a state of singularity

I had no face, no body

No heart or brain

No identity or name

But that was real 'me'

Entirely me

It was blissful being that dot…

Now, there are trillions of dots inside me

In my body, in my brain

All these dots interact with each other

And with other dots in the universe

Getting entangled

They fight and cry

Love, hate or rejoice

Sometime outside dots order my dots around

In another moment my own dots want to run the world

Want to own the world…

I miss that early state

That one point was much more sacred

Than all these trillions put together

My originality is lost due to multiplicity

I wish to return to the same state,

To the state of singularity and

Non-existent existence


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Awtar Krishna Kaul Essay

  It was the end of 1971. I was still at the Film Institute doing my final year of sound recording course. One fine evening some of my frien...