Break open all the shackles....be free...be seamless...be one with the One...be Boundaryless..!!

You are me....I am You....We are the Universe...We are the trees, the insects, the animals.....We are Our Enemies...We are Our Hatred....We are the Love...Love thyself....You will love the Universe....Hate yourself....and you will discern that you are the most hated..!!

Monday, January 28, 2013

Living in an Age of Insecurity

This, is the age of insecurity.
The politicians are insecure about their parties losing the elections.
A student is insecure about his marks in exams.
A mother/father is insecure about her/his child's safety.
A nation is insecure about the culture it is losing.
A lover is insecure about losing his/her partner.
A human being is insecure about being judged by people.
Well, the "Securities market" too, ironically, is insecure about the ebbs and tides of the market rates!

And we - the lesser mortals, selfish, grumpy creatures, are trying to pull our strings together in this Age of mounting insecurity. Here is a poem which I would like to dedicate to all those insecure beings in us - may we be insecure enough to be insecure!

I look up at the sky,
Sun's shining with all its might,
Vultures taking a raucous flight,
The earth beneath dried and parched,
Yes, I am a farmer, serving you food at your table.

Swollen eyes, sleepless nights,
Tears trickling down my ruddy cheeks,
Yes, I love her, and she ditched me,
What on earth am I doing on this earth?

Women being raped, Men being jabbed,
Dreary city roads flinging blood all the way,
My daughter's not home, my son's out of town,
How am I supposed to stay calm?

Got an English education,
Graduation from an elite institution,
No job at hand, going on errands from pillar to post,
Will I ever get that job I desire the most?

Shares and bonds and debentures bought,
All my money went to naught,
Whither shall I go, who shall I call on?
All my wealth is long forgone!

Hear, hear, Mother Earth speak,
Heaving breathless sighs of disbelief,
Insecure about her future, not knowing what to do,
'Will I live or die' - is her insecure coo!

May we get a life,
May we stop imagining strife,
May we see only what we need,
May we stop feeding our greed!

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