Where are THEY?

Oh where are those valets and mughalai servants...where are the mausis who shroud us victims from our fathers and mothers...where are the next door boys who enable us to run from the woman whose pots we spilled and where are those farm boys who would teach us that clean dirt exist....i miss them as i have not much common with them...their habit is my anxiety and their curiousity is my fear...i see them big and brawnish and me as a puddle of wet sand ever to be displaced by new ideas...they are walls who defend and i am the water looking for the cracks and shimmer and sparkle in the suns glory, as i reappear on the other side...Oh where are they i wail..and i smile...they are just around the corner dear boy, they are just around the corner...do not go there as the sparkling sun in here burns you there and u will vaporise while walls stand... because they are made me to stand and burn... while i am made to crawl and shine...

Whilst i sat smoking in the chair with last drops of tea alike dew i watch him and think about the others...he is tall lanky and yes he is handsome in that folded dhoti of his and the worn out shirt...all his poverty to veil his beauty...the skin of his legs outshine white with its darkness...there are no veins showing because of the old age and no energy characterisation with those pimples on the contrary...he walks and strides along and i wonder what would be to be him...and nothing more...and yes i see my shoes...and his chappals...and he has the world beneath those rubbers and i have the world over me...its so heavy...i cannot hold it in my head...the world is stuck to his slippers for me i hold it on my head...i try to move and i rotate and i try to run, i revolve...oooof my own mysterious ways....

Why do we seek satisfaction? Can anybody tell us how does it feel to be satisfied...has it been used only for the journey and never as a destination...A junction point?
Would be to devalue the life when we say satisfaction. We seek it everywhere...from dust to love...and we find it empty when it comes to satisfaction and when we try to seek in ourselves we find only the want for it and not the thirst quenched...why does one get frustrated travelling in the circles of desire and want for more...have u ever thought of the word 'more'...its so infinte and leads from the present reality to an abstraction that can limited only by something in reality again...like a forest fire that can be put off by the limited sea and the sea limited to the place where it cannot put the fire to a doze. In a world that we are trying to rationalize everything we are not able to logically think about our wants...a logical reasoning could be "i want this and for this i have done this"...and most of the times it isn't as simple as that...Satisfaction, Wish, Desire are the three spokes that keeps the human wheel running and they have to balanced to such a degree between them so that they do not break the rim of life...and we live in the rim and we want to go to the centre of the wheel...but what keeps us from doing that are these three spokes...remove them the wheel crumbles and keep them the centre cannot be reached and with every effort of traversing through these spokes from time to time as wheel runs we travel in circles and so does our wants but then the journey of the wheel/ life is not something with infinite corners to from a circle...the wheel moves in the straight medium of time and the rim wears out and yet the spokes remain damaged/rejuvenated and when the rim comes and so do the spokes there is no center...the center or the concept of satisfaction that is meant to be created by you and not attained...just to keep the wheel rolling...

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1: any reason u write this.....
2: reason!reason! why on the name of the incredulous tamaran do u need reason?...
1:who is tamaran?
2:like ur reason
2: u think reason is the end don't u ...the end point of the begining road just like the flowing river water that starts and ends at the same place...why do u need that...for what u go back to reason...by reason u go back by beliefs u move ahead by putting the past behind you!
1: the present has been built by the reasons involved in the past and the future by the present's reason what makes u think all are mutually exclusive
2:I think not i believe...

Who is watching?

Usually thoughts come to me rushing when i sit in my couch trying to see beyond the TV through the smoke from my lips...the reason: an aversion towards the unseen seeing idiot box...a million times i felt the box watching me more and penetrating into the thoughts of the viewers. trying to read what is going on in their minds and whoop! when the viewer forgets what he had thought about, the box flashes it across thus keeping the viewers anxiety atuned for itys future penetration. Thus the boxes are watching us more intently than ever.