Friday, 18 December 2015

The Thing Is My Own Inside

The thing is my own inside.
(Floating in the river of thoughts which go and submerge in real life.)

I am more intangible than my self but I reflect you. Everyday I die and wake up in the morning with 
new life. Am I really making it ? No. I am going through the directions of self unanimously with my 
soul. Well, I can't separate me and my soul. I am the soul and the self is different. I love my soul which is the unconscious power of my life, reflecting the infinity of its self.

Here I've Started Writing

Here I've started writing
I was supposed to write but I didn't make it happen because of my relentlessness.
I know a place where all my innumerable and incomplete thoughts are kept.
The place which I feel it is mine and I forgot.
Everyday I end up by getting up over there.
Now I am here and I can see myself everywhere projecting the inner self.

what can I write by looking at the phrase "Cardio vascular system"
I can feel only the heart beat.
I can feel only the blood flowing inside my veins.
I can feel only the molecules colliding with each other.
I can feel only the new universe in each molecule.
I can feel only the free space and
I can see only my own self sitting writing all this stuff.

Saturday, 12 September 2015

As I Started Walking Alone

As I started walking alone on the road, I see people making their own best friends around. Then the incarnations took place within my inside creating innumerable inner personas for a moment. I am leaving the crowd behind, heading to find the happiness, the self-making happiness. I will not give up the journey of finding the whole thing, the theory of everything till the moment I find it. However I will.

Saturday, 5 September 2015

As I started walking on road to my destination

As I started walking on road to my destination, I started sifting through thoughts, I started looking into my ‘self’, I started floating on river of feelings. I started singing the song of emotions, I started looking at the moving world. When I consider myself, I am nothing. When I consider the universe, I am the universe. On the space of time I am existing forever. At the end I was about to fell down with lack of energy but an intangible force pushing me saying “few steps ahead, few steps ahead.” Finally, what I've found is my destination. 

Saturday, 22 August 2015

Go Deep Down And Find Your Self

I always had problems with outside world.
Though I got my family, their love, their support, their care always flanked around me but I live in a WORLD.Do you know what I mean??? I always endup in a solitude, feeling diverged by dealing with other people.
What if I think lateral?
What if I feel alone?
What if I get hurt?
What if I variate my work with others?
Nothing. Ya sure. Absolutely nothing.
Then I took diversion in my egoism, I found a solution that the problem is my within, there is no bad in this world.I feel bad have never came in this world.Now I see how pure these people are. Like mirror reflecting expressions on their faces.Here everybody live in their own world. The world of thoughts, the world of fantasy, the world of imaginations. Infact everybody live in their own self

The One Who Came In Rain

I was four or five years old, studying UKG. Like everyday, after school I went out and waiting for my rickshaw to come. It has been fifteen minutes, thirty minutes, one hour, still my rickshaw wala didn’t came to take me home. It started heavy raining with frightening thunders when I started my journey back to home alone. Though I know the road to get myself home I started weeping on the way. Why because, everyday by that time I used to play with my friends around my home, would have had some snacks from my mom. I was missing their love, I was missing being with them, I was missing my family, I was missing my home, I was missing that happiness. All of sudden a strange old man who was pulling his rickshaw which is used for transporting stuff, appeared in front of me like an angel. He took me in his arms and asked to show the way to my home and then he took me home.

Today even I don’t remember his face, Regardless of his religion I love him one of the most in my life. When I look at the basic cause of this organization where I am working at make me to remember this story of my childhood. I wonder about children whom we used to deal with, their thoughts, their
perception of things, their life without the most important support would have become how sensitive.

Since I joined MAD, I am transcending my life with myself. I am being a family for someone, I am being that hope for someone to rise up, I am emphasizing someone to their dreams. Most of all their love that I am receiving is just Ah!!… (Seriously I don’t have words to express.)

Join us and Be The Spark

MAD is Recruiting

Register at www.makeadiff.in/join

Peeps Travelling On Road

     I see people travelling on the roads, I didn’t find them getting their own happiness. They make
enough money and waste it on that very date. They look for something, they find something, they get
hurt by something, they resolute something for next and they do something, all are different. They even
know what they are doing but what to do? Out of box. The something which I am crying out can be
anything like money, love, hurdle, good, bad or anything which or what they can face in their work field. This is what I see very contagious now a days.Then.

   I see peeps (I would like to call them) travelling on the roads, who work for a cause, who get nonprofit, who believe in things no one can imagine, who believe in love for work, who believe in change in egoism. Here I would like to share a thought (I would lie to call rather than just quote) of Alan Turing who has been great source of inspiration for me. “Sometimes it is the people no one imagines anything of who do the things that no one can imagine.” They just follow ethical principles in their life and they still go on with the work they love to do. They put up targets and not let anybody to comment on work they did by achieving them like a stroke.

These two kind of people differ at only one thing. That is by the way they look at the profit they get.

I Talk More In Inside Than Outside

I found a new universe where people talk more with inside than outside. They don’t get hurt by anything except their own self. They work for others and satisfy themselves with the happiness and love. I myself is that universe in an ecstatic motion and I reflect the same.

Be A Loner

Be a loner..firstly you’ll get bore thereafter you start enjoying your true self,your solitude. Hey…its
lovely to be your friend. why so meaningful word means…indeed it is. Being a loner what could I be
expecting from people…means…a little love precisely.

Ah!! My kids….Like I said before I found a new universe. Firstly I don’t want to be teacher or a mentor but a family…Whereas the world is full of genius people to teach or to mentor but a family is something more than this world…I am the universe and I am the family.

Self And Soul

I was moving forward not looking back. Here I come by my least words with a trembling voice. I wasn’t looking back, there I am moving forward. Need not be a Anne Frank’s Diary but I too Struggle of war… The war between the inner and the outer, the war between good and bad, the war between the self and the soul.

Change In Egoism

People can imagine unimaginable but thinking of a problem which is in reality to get a solution,
very less we do…

I am looking at the kids, the smile on their innocent faces, knowing their feelings, playing with their soft cheeks, giving them head massage,making them to feel comfortable, lifting them up to touch the fan. Its a kind of feeling that I cannot express precisely. Indeed indeed indeed I am looking at the pure souls…

If you want to change the world change yourself…
I believe in change in egoism therefore I MAD…

I am Living

Somewhere faraway on the bank of a river where the darkness was touching the feet of the water.
I found myself nobody like just a thought fantasizing in another universe.
‘Here I am a man without personification and existence’ which I felt.
But when the sun began to burn, when the sun arose, when the sun stood there for
brightening our lives and I saw the first ray falling on water. the water which was
reflecting me, my self. There I found that I am the universe and I am living…

Friday, 21 August 2015

The One Who Came In Rain

I was four or five years old, studying UKG. Like everyday, after school I went out and waiting for my rickshaw to come. It has been fifteen minutes, thirty minutes, one hour, still my rickshaw wala didn’t came to take me home. It started heavy raining with frightening thunders when I started my journey back to home alone. Though I know the road to get myself home I started weeping on the way. Why because, everyday by that time I used to play with my friends around my home, would have had some snacks from my mom. I was missing their love, I was missing being with them, I was missing my family, I was missing my home, I was missing that happiness. All of sudden a strange old man who was pulling his rickshaw which is used for transporting stuff, appeared in front of me like an angel. He took me in his arms and asked to show the way to my home and then he took me home.

Today even I don’t remember his face, Regardless of his religion I love him one of the most in my life. When I look at the basic cause of this organization where I am working at make me to remember this story of my childhood. I wonder about children whom we used to deal with, their thoughts, their perception of things, their life without the most important support would have become how sensitive.


Since I joined MAD, I am transcending my life with myself. I am being a family for someone, I am being that hope for someone to rise up, I am emphasizing someone to their dreams. Most of all their love that I am receiving is just Ah!!… (Seriously I don’t have words to express.)

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

Be The Spark

#BeTheSpark

Our lives have been shaped and moulded by people who came into our lives and started a conversation at the right time Our parents, mentors, siblings, friends. Each one of them carried in their words a spark.A spark that lit the fire of possibilities, of dreams, of hopes and ambitions within us.A fire that did not let us sleep at night. A fire that still burns within us today. Strong.
Most of the children we work with at MAD are talented. Caring, with a lot of love to give.
But the reason why 95% children in street shelters drop out even before they finish
tenth standard is because of the lack of what we have. That parent. That sibling. That guide.
That family.Today there are 177 million children without a support system with immense untapped potential.But all of it is isolated. Somewhere. Some place where only someone with that spark can
reach into and turn it into a blazing fire. But we at MAD realize that every time we walk
into a shelter to meet our children, we kindle that spark in over 5000 children over 77 Shelter homes in 23 cities.
To fan it.
To make a roaring fire that burns bright.
Are you that spark?
MAD is recruiting. Register yourself at www.makeadiff.in/join!

Sunday, 28 June 2015

Informal meet
















Two hours of cool conversation followed by a quite good selfie…

Saturday, 27 June 2015

Finding my true self...

“Up until then, travel and the idea of going far away had just been a dream, and dreaming is very pleasant as long as you are not forced to put your dreams into practice. That way, we avoid all the risks, frustrations and difficulties, and when we are old, we can always blame other people--preferably our parents, our spouses or our children--for our failure to realize our dreams.” After reading this book for the first time, I found myself ...

Wednesday, 15 April 2015

Its me yaar






For Me

Dealing with my own self is the toughest thing in my life. Since last two days the only thing in my head was what do I do ? For me. Seriously. Watching "Wake up sid!" number of times and opening a notepad for write it down that feeling. Well then. I can write. Can't so professionally for now,but one day I'll be a very good writer. Everyday I stand in my prayer and dream of making way to Madina where I want get settled. 60 or 70 isn't just enough to live longer, so I decided to consume thoughts voraciously, I can understand unsaid things pretty well, I know that I can live innumerable lives in my body. I started to live deeper rather than looking for longer. With all my pleasure I cannot take it even for one more moment, my spinal cord hurts me more than everything but a little less than these feelings, so I go on. Taking the reference of "Ye khadam ut-they nahin uthaye jate hain."
For me. I owe my own self.

Friday, 27 February 2015

The happiness and The feeling

The Happiness that brings out all expressions on my face is something irrelevant with this universe. 
The feeling while I am doing something really good is something like I am in deep conversation with myself.

Half Remembered Dream

I've been watching you indefinitely in my half remembered dreams...

Thursday, 19 February 2015

A few words rather than from underground

I am a man who is moving in a black colored hole.
its just extending wave in forth.
Is it all the entire creation or I just moving underground.
Aah!! How astonished you are to be in nobody's within.
And your within is full of yours. 
Have I already forgot myself,or is it somewhere where I can find myself. 
Am I acting like living or am I really living.
A few words rather than from underground.

Thursday, 12 February 2015

Take Diversion

Take diversion and make a path in which you must be the leader.

Saturday, 7 February 2015

Transcendences

If transcendence does really exist then my distinction would gain the limit.
A man's life is (ethically) 80 percent reality and 20 percent acting.
A women's life is (anyway) 80 percent acting and 20 percent reality.

Abysmal Thought

Taking up an abysmal thought into the house of galaxies, 
we are traveling by time where distance doesn't matter anything. 
My considerations ranging from gravity or atomic bombarding 
to the evolution of galaxies. The inability of persistency in human beings 
reached not any longer by any relentlessness......Still we are living.

Friday, 30 January 2015

I am a mad man that you can see.

I am a dumb to fathom its voice, which loves me more than anyone else.It is that which transcends creations. Except which I was alone in this  world. Strictly saying, I am a mad man that you can see. I am temporarily nobody and permanently somebody.I am not presenting the mosaic interpretations but reflecting inner view of that somebody.

Saturday, 24 January 2015

Everything Is A Miracle

Without regarding to particulars we believe that miracles may happen 
and everything we are facing in our life is impeccably by our deeds. 
But indeed whatever we are facing is a miracle.

My Smoldering

If you are getting clearly then you would listen my smoldering .I expect an exaggerate love that would take two more steps down for others from you. I am the only one who loves myself more than anyone else in this world as you do. Step a side and think alone at leap and come down to me. 
I require a soulful of love only for me and I am here looking for you.

Friday, 9 January 2015

Moment Of Swift

Sometimes giving your life to your love in the name of your happiness would become your wish rather than living. Otherwise why some people weep when Jannat (heaven) have declared for them by Allah rabbul Alameen. Why because they got conscience about everything in their life. Today I think its moment of swift through my thoughts.

Saturday, 3 January 2015

It Could Be A Single Soul

It could be a single soul or multitude
Still it haven't found anybody,
with whom it can share what it has in its subconscious.
You may have found so many people But I got only you.
After my fifth Salat (namaz) I get into the repentance with my head in my hands at the same place. I hate 2014 and I love 2015. This year I want to learn about life, about love, about keeping still my heart bigger than this world, and I say very clearly as the bare night and as clear sky and as mirror reflecting water that love is the most valuable thing in this world. What if my heart get hurt.....let it be a still more, until it'll become the most beautiful.
Feeling like standing on top of hill in a heavy rain with tears in my eyes, as well as feeling goosebumps.