What have you earned so far.. ?

As the life starts so does the rat race. But throughout this journey of reaching a destination that keeps on changing as we grow old, there are moments which makes us feel alive, free from the rat race.

These moments, the sweet memories that brings the nostalgia back, as per me are the things that one’s earn in their lives.

Every change makes us cherish the past if we were able to create memories of time spent.

Hence, apart from surviving the rat race, life is about creating memories for us and for the people around.

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Kissing the untouched…!

In the far reaching sky, the eagle flies

Spreading her wings she kisses the untouched ,

Where the others fear to dive, the eagle takes her royal flight

Soon I see the mountains being awed by her show,

The horizon ready to greet her,

As I turn my gaze into the silent water,

I see her circling my fallen head,

Giving me the silent nod to fly with her,

Touching my limits, Crossing them with grace

In the far reaching sky, the eagle flies

Spreading her wings she kisses the untouched ,

Where the others fear to dive, she takes her royal flight

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Stay happy stay blessed 😊

Surrender- A mystery of life…!

Hey guys! Hope life is revealing its new secrets to you and like a warrior you are becoming wiser and peaceful.

It’s been a while since I wrote and a long 2 months of torture that my karmas were supposed to give me I come out hopefully more wiser and fierce full.

Thrown in a shitty situation, with my enemies not leaving this opportunity to conquer over me, I would say life did reveal its mysteries.

So let me ask you, What do you do when you face a messy situation?

Do you run away, cow down or do you fight and bleed yourself to death or do you choose the mystical weapon that life reveals to you when you surrender to the higher self.

From the starting I have been choosing the second option, go crazy and fight till I win or die. Thankfully I always won over my toughest times as well as my enemies. πŸ˜…

But this time I don’t know why but I chose to surrender- the third option. I couldn’t explain why but I think πŸ€” it was time to step to next level.

So what is this third option like. It’s like you know you are powerful and can kill your enemy but rather than focusing your energy on this you choose to surrender your problem/ enemy to the Gods and let them take care of them.

No matter how simple it seems than the second option but I must say the process is very painful. From the beginning we start taking control of our lives, taking decisions and solving problems. This instills a strong belief that we are the owners of our life. Whereas the third option make us let go of this control and surrender our life to a belief that there is a higher force who will take care of our problems as we ourselves are nothing but illusion.

My karmas were such that I was broken to such an extent that I had no other option. Giving up has never been my thing and this time I did not had the fire to fight rather I would say that the time was ripe for the 3 rd option- Surrender. It’s like when your time comes you will be taught new arts and mysteries of life/cosmos.

This is after a long time that I shared something personal. Why I am sharing this even I don’t know? But somehow someone whose time has come will gain something from this post.

Take life as gift 🎁 which you surrender to Gods and let them recreate your life as realities and futures are like tunnels. You enter the one which your karma dictates and when you surrender you surrender those karmas thus altering your realities. At the end the ultimate aim of our birth is MOKSHA and by surrender you will take the first step.

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Stay happy stay blessed😌

We all get tamed…!

The best part about babies is that they are in the present. When they smile, their body, mind all smiles, when they cry, the body-mind cries together. Their are no faces, but just one- the present. When you see a smiling baby you can surely make out that he is happy, but can this be said for an adult?

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What happens when we get old? We can’t savor any single moment. In a happy moment, our body is excited but our mind is worried for the future. The same is with sad moments. As we age, our bodies stays in the present but our mind either in the past or the future where none is real.

This is why I say that with time we all get tamed by the mistress of this grand play, Maya. When we tame an animal, we make sure that it dances to our tune. This is what happens to us, dancing on the tunes of Maya and those perfectly tamed becomes the leaders who set norms to live a life that is socially acceptable.


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Where do you stand in this present moment? Are you completely tamed or still under process? Some say,Β  ignorance is bliss. As for me, I am stuck in the two worlds, where you have knowledge but fails to transform it into wisdom. That is where the knowing becomes an unending suffering.

It’s our choice whether to stay ignorant and remain tamed or transform this knowledge into wisdom and live in the present.

Stay happy, stay blessed. πŸ™‚


Everybody wants to be loved…!

Faith and hope, they say are the best medicines for a quick rejuvenation. We all take this pill once in a while to keep us going till we reach the exit sign. We hope for a good day at work, a good day at college, faith in the gods to sail us through our problems.


Faith and hope the best medicines for living an ordinary life in an extraordinary way.Β 

Good and bad days are the part of living in this world. Like discontinuity inΒ  time is the norm in the dream world, similarly duality is the norm in this world. To face this duality we need this combo of hope and faith- the best pill to live life.

We walk through people greeting us and sometime yelling at us. This duality is enjoyed and repelled at the same time. The fear of being disliked and the hope for a smooth flow of life is what keeps the mind racing.

Stop! Take a pause! Relax!

Look around you, this is the same world where in a heavy traffic if you accidentally bump into someones car you will be accused of being a bad driver, leaving aside the yelling you will be receiving. On the other hand the next day at work or college you will be overwhelmingly appreciated for your hardwork.

Slow down! Look carefully. This is the world of dualities we all live through.

Why I wrote this is to tell you not to fear of the unpleasantness and no to be too attached to the pleasant moments. They come and go. Let them pass through you without shaking your ground. Laugh through the good and bad as both are nothing but illusions of this world.

Take it easy. Have faith and hope of living this ordinary life in an extraordinary way and letting the good and bad pass through you without shaking you like you are the mere spectator is the extraordinary.

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Stay happy stay blessed πŸ™‚

The fire that awaits…!

The music was loud, the drinks intoxicating, everyone in the room seems to enjoy the last day of yet another aging year.

“Would you like to have a refill, madame?”

The empty glass was raised and the wine poured gently. Sitting alone in the comfortable couch that smelled of leather, her lips touched the wine glass for another gulp. Her eyes constantly staring at the flames as they danced on the dry woods. Hypnotized by the cozy fire in front of her, she wondered why people fear fire. It doesn’t burns rather dances on the mortal remains.

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Under the roof everyone she thought mattered were present. Intoxicated by the drinks they didn’t notice her sitting too close to the fireplace. With every passing moment she knew she would be fed to the fire. The flames will dance on her too while they ravish her mortal existence.

Holding the glass half filled, her eyes departed from the fire and searched for her family. Seeing them completely consumed in the illusions of the mortal world, she hissed. Her gaze came back to the flames, still alive and dancing. Her eyes burned with the tears that wanted to roll down her cheeks and alert her guardians that she would be fed to the fire at the tick of 12.

The noise grew louder, 3…….2……….1…. Her ears went deaf and only she could hear was the ringing sound. The decision was made. She stood up, gulped the last wine she would ever taste and threw the glass into the fire. Getting the first taste of her mortal existence the fire roared. The cozy warmth of fire had changed into the ferocious heat biting her skin.

She stepped away from the fire. Looked at her family once again, miserably hoping that they will snap out from the hypnosis and would protect her. To her dismay they didn’t even notice, completely intoxicated by the wine, prepared and served by the greatest illusionist, Maya.

The fire had grown impatient. It grew louder and she knew what laid ahead. Shifting her gaze to the fire, she closed her eyes and started invoking the immortal within as that was the only thing untouched by the fire. The flames rose to taste her mortal skin and with every burn she kept invoking the immortal within by the mantra:

“It’s just a bad illusion, it shall pass”



In that single shot she had forgotten all the enchanted wisdom. It was just a bullet through her heart but just like the ordinary she had let herself be consumed by the smoke of Maya.

Lying there in the pool of her blood, fighting the pains that the bullet was causing, the Gods spoke to her. They repeatedly said,

 “You r not the one who is dying. You are just experiencing death, the body you have will die in 30 sec. Free yourself if u can from Maya. Donot surrender into the attachment for this body. You r not the body, but u have a body.”

Trying hard to hold on to her last seconds of consciousness, she angrily refuted the Divine words of the Gods. 

“This is me who got shot, this is me who is lying in her own pool of blood, this is me who is in terrible pain. Please remove my pain.”

As much as she cried for help, the more the Gods were willing to remove the pain she was in. But the last second went by and the body spoke no more.

She lost again. The enchanted wisdom couldn’t rescue her, the Gods couldn’t save her. They didn’t fail, the wisdom was transcendent and the Gods were real, but only her attachments, to her body, her identity made her surrender to the Maya than to the Gods.

Her attachments gave her a painful death.

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