Chaos Rising!!!

Chaos Rising!!!

Fundamental things don’t change that much, basic human nature, feelings, fears, curiosity was before, still is, & will be in the future. But in every age people fight over the changes, that happened once, going to happen anyway but the people are scared of change and fear of losing their power, do everything to stop the change. Chaos is important, there is a peace before and after a storm, but the characteristic is completely different. The peace before the storm is unnerving full of possibilities and hidden conflicts, confusion and fear, but the peace after the storm there is a final scene unveiled in front of everyone, the destruction the new hope the fear all gone. After losing everything old there is a new beginning. Starting something new is never easy, we can learn we can dream we can plan but getting up and doing something which can destroy everything that we know or change the surrounding in a drastic way is scary, even we feel that change is needed.

We want to live in peace, we need comfort stability and safety and to ensure that we often live in denial, we just turn our backs to everything faulty corrupt and bad, we just think that everything is just fine and anything new can destroy the peace the safety. In that way we built a fairytale life where we feel safe and secure, but that is the illusion, life is never safe, life is a journey and a traveler cannot settle, change is natural nothing can stand still forever. We have been in the rabbit hole of corruption, inequality, fear and greed in every age of human history. Revolution happened, people rose against the old and bring about the new structure and then a new problem a new hazard happened it is the cycle of life, the desire of our settling somewhere is always pushed us in the problems.

We bring about the change, have our revolution, lose many brilliant minds, we get inspired, we fight, we read, we sing, we walk, we see, and change happens. Then we try to relish that change, indulge & embrace it try to settle in new age new beliefs and before we realize the change also becomes a stagnant and stagnation is never good for evolution. In that way we are circulating in a same way the power struggle, the greed the violence all comes back and we start to dream about the change again we dream about a revolution and then we dream about the upcoming storm, it can be delayed, it can be ignored, but it can never be stopped, it is inevitable the revolution of mind and society, the revolution the awakening of realization is in our nature and it is on its way. 

The real problem!!!

The real problem!!!

“There are so many real problems, the climate can wait!”

“My real life is in danger and you are asking me to control my carbon footprint!”

“I just want to have some fun, fire crackers are fun, stop lecturing me about pollution, party pooper!”

“Stop lecturing me even I change my habits then what I am just one person, what that going to change, nothing so leave me alone!”

“There are enough trees, in forests and parks, what we need are more multistory buildings and shopping malls!”

These are so common answers & reactions of people around us whenever we say anything about protecting nature or controlling the pollution, the “real problems” they say, economy, common disputes, rivalry & money are so much important than oxygen breathing and having a clean lung & a proper environment for living, people think they can live without trees but will die without a shopping mall. Having fun with firecrackers in festivals is more important than the life itself, more than clean air, good health. There is no logic no fear can stand against the petty desires, stupidity and a general urge for suicide.

“My life is safe, I don’t have to see anything, and it’s the problem of future generation”

Comments like these are very common, human instinct is living in the present, even we think about the future we just tend to think about our own recent future, the effects and results of our arrogance and stupidity, recklessness never make us think. It is just easy not to look; denial is a form of survival, a tool of avoiding stress. It is so curious how a nature lover and person with a common sense of the bond between nature and all animals get mock by general mass by the words like “tree hugger” “nature freak” “party pooper” “unrealistic” and other mockery. But they are realistic, but the number is very little comparing to the general population.

But the tragedy lies in the fact that the pollution, climate change the chemical poisoning is happening, some conscious minds are trying their best to change the mentality the present and through the future itself but most of the population either don’t know or don’t care, they are ready to accept death by polluted air, poisoned chemical food, and they are creating a hell for future generation, but the people who are scared, trying to live or change the evil of negative development are going end up with the same fate, their future generation will live in the same hell as the ignorant peoples’. This is sad. The result of general stupidity is disastrous.

Strong opinions are feared and get ignored because to have a strong opinion, a strong mind is necessary. Ignorance is bliss, it can make life easy and normal but it is avoiding reality, shutting your eyes to the big problems and living in a small circle is not living. Silent is good for avoiding a conflict or rivalry, but silence is very dangerous when we ignore our problems and the right of living a life fully in a clear and clean environment. Home is not just the building that we live in; we have only one home that is our beautiful earth that is where we live not just inside the four walls. If we can’t see that then it is the greatest tragedy of all of a missive proportion.

Just Mumbles…….

Just Mumbles…….

There was a dream, there was a voice there was someone living in the shadows living in the crowd, in millions but alone, in daylight but hidden, not mute but silent. That is the walking living dream of a dream. Everyone is a dream of someone else’s, some are broken, some are hidden some are angry some happy, some have dreams of their own. Words are words nothing more than that, but some are not just words they are lost emotions, love hate anything from the heart, they are now words, they depends on a voice, a voice that is hidden or sleeping or scared or just not that powerful to carry the words around, may be once they did now they are tired, or they just never got to carry any words and they are scared now, or just lazy. Words are waiting to have a voice, without the words no dream can survive, they cannot be expressed or realize they can get lost that way, lost in this universe where all small things are lost, no one to find no one to guide no one to love or hold. They are lost without voice with no words; they are broken dreams scattered feeling and lost hopes.

Some people mumble, crazy messy words throwing one after another without any concrete meaning, which is mumble that people do sometimes, when they feel lost they mumble, feel insecure they mumble feeling scared they mumble, or just don’t talk at all. In a complete silent in a surrounding of complete silence mumble is better than nothing. We need words, to express to speak of our mind but not in a murmur but in a clear voice with organized words and feelings, without any hesitation and doubt.

Wanting to get lost is normal, lost in this big huge universe is way normal than to be found. We all are lost looking our way to be found, with our dreams in our eyes our voice and with lots of words buried in our heart.

Echoing emotions…..

Echoing emotions…..

 It’s a mess all around,

Hollow words are splitting everywhere

Some are broken some are fading in the dirt,

Some just got lost,

There is an echo somewhere, the emotions I felt,

The unknown feelings I had, from the deepest

Strangest corner of my heart the echo is becoming clear.

That is all which is left behind,

Shouting screaming all the frustration

Mute like a stone in a roaring river,

May be visible may be audible but……

No one is listening, not really.

To write a word one must learn a thousand before,

To speak one must listen hundred times formerly,

And to feel the emotions echoing through the air,

One must be flooded with emotions in the past,

Without touching the dew on the grass in a winter morning

No one can taste the sweetness of a pure thought,

There is mess all around, always is & always will be,

The echoing song of a heart never that visible,

It’s like a shadow well hidden from the light,

Light can feel it see it but never can touch it,

If one effort is made the shadow will be gone.

The words are hollow, are messy if there is no one to listen,

It’s just an echo then lost forever in the valley of the hearts.