In the world of Hatredness
Full of agony and restlessness
Sing me a song of Paradise
In this world of Cruelty
Where faith is not humanity
Sing me a song of Paradise
Where humanity creeps
In the valley of corrupt powers
Sing me a song of paradise
That song of love
That love Bathed in sacrifice
Sing me that song of Paradise !
Daily Prompt- Place
The space where,
Respect lingers in the valley of Religions,
Love flows in the River of struggle,
Lotus blooms in the pond of compassionate tears
Where is that paradise on earth?
The place where,
Humanity lingers freely,
Guided by the light of that one God.
A mother is not worried,
For the protection of her little child.
Where is that Paradise on earth?
A heaven where,
There is no Bloodshed,
There is only greed of sharing love,
There is only support for the weak,
And the people are not separated by wealth.
Where is that Utopian World?
© 2015 Piyush Singh
We often say very proudly that our country is a perfect example of, “Unity in Diversity”; but is it really in true sense? Look around, we are so divided among ourselves. We so often see people fighting over religion , we see forced conversions as if there are separate Gods for all of us. These groups or politicians or leaders take advantage of the common man for their own vested interests. We can go on with this, criticizing others but the real change will only come when we will change ourselves.
We have forgotten our roots. We call ourselves , “Bharat Vasi”. Do we know the meaning of it? And if we know, are we following it? No, Of course not!
Our founding forefathers had laid the foundation of this country with great wisdom. The name of our country “Bharat” is derived from Sanskrit, meaning the place where the people are devoted to light ( wisdom) as against darkness. It seems very odd, we are not at all following it. The holy book ” Bhagvada Gita”,not at all talks about religion; it talks about the way of life, The Karmic life. It talks about the eternal quest of knowledge about humanity, compassion, love, Karma and spirituality. It is very strange that this country, whose fabric had been knitted with sacrifice , compassion, wisdom; see its citizens fighting over religion and for their selfish desires.
In this cruel world, where some people have forgotten humanity and are murdering innocent people and not even leaving children in the name of God, has really forced us to search that element of humanity , that element of wisdom inside us which is beyond religion. We have forgotten that wisdom. Yes I dream of that day when this country will embrace its past again and will move ahead in the future with that wisdom which had given birth to this great nation. I dream for my country in the words of Tagore-
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Hello Friend, Life sometimes become very difficult to lead. When you are happy and things are going in your way, you want to enjoy every moment of it and you don’t want that moment to pass. But my dear friend, happiness is a very rare commodity which do not last eternally. Bad time will also come and will shake you from the inside very badly but you are not suppose to give up. One of the greatest Roman philosopher, Cicero had rightly said, “Whoever is brave is a man of great soul”. You should follow his words, you should learn from the words of greats, you should learn from the nature, the earth and the sky. You should be like water in difficult times and flow like a river on rough, and difficult path very smoothly. Like water, transform yourself into ice in extreme cold and in extreme summer, transform yourself into vapor to reach the sky and come back on earth in the form of rain to slake the thirst of livings. In short, you should learn to mould yourself according to the difficult situations like water and face every difficult situation with courage. You should learn to become tough like earth who had seen the worst days of her life, from being a ball of fire to a ball of ice but she never complained about that and at the same time she sacrificed every day to see you alive. My dear friend life is very short , do not panic in difficult times, face every difficulty with courage. Life is like a war and you are suppose to fight it till the end , till your last breath. So be a Warrior! “How well he fell asleep! Like some proud river, widening towards the sea, Calmly and grandly, silently and deep, Life joined eternity.” -Samuel .T. Coleridge with love and support, piyush
It has been one whole year, completely dry without a post. It is like roaming around in a desert seeing nothing to get inspiration for writing. You become numb and you are not able to feel anything around you which a hopeful soul can see very easily. You are like stuck in between the scattered stars above you and the beautiful drops of water on the grass, shining below your eyes. These elements , these omens of nature are crying out for you to wake you up from this dreadful dream and make you embrace the mother nature once again who has never abandoned you. It is only you who had given up on her many times.
Your life is so full of reasons to ignore everything around you because most of the time you are involved in some kind of chase to achieve something which you have always dreamed of. If you are not able to achieve that ,you end up with nothing . You have given up everything to achieve that personal goal and in the end you get nothing. This makes you numb and selfish and you are not able to see the world beyond you. Success never comes in your way all the time. You really need to continue with your hard work and at the same time connect yourself with others. Try to think beyond yourself, surrender yourself to the nature and it will automatically heal you and will guide you towards a happier path.
We should try to understand that heaven is not a place but a feeling when we do something for others . Writing is one such activity which is selfless . A writer always find one or the other way or reason to write and he is always hopeful. He is a selfless person and he inspires his readers, share their grief , help them to understand things and motivate them to move ahead in spite of many falls.
Words are like bones and flesh without life. A writer is an Alchemist who transform them, gives them life to bring changes in the life of its readers.
I hope this year is going to be full of inspirational chapters for all of us because that is more important than the results or success !