I love Nature

I sat besides the wodden block

i looked at the day come to play

i sat there the whole day

my mind, all still.

i imagined

what my life was

what purpose drew me in

what held me here

and what made me . .

sit here.

i looked for answers,

to the questions i knew never before

how they came into being

where were they hidden all this while?

nature, where they originat...

Feels so Empty

i walk down the deserted lanesempty houses, empty streetsthey empty my soul alike.i see the very house near by.house i wanted to get intoundo what i couldnt for years.years went by, time continues to passeven now.i wait, even more now.perhaps, what else?i see it deserted.my great injustice, my own prejudicemy own hate, my own love,stands soul less.what do i do now?bereft. love finds its way.flows out of me, you, the housesymbols of loss, symols signifysymols remain, love, subdued.what that stole my pen awaygives me back.grief that made me fall apartbinds me back to the pen.i write, its all that i have now.i write of you my loveas i see no traces of recovery.all i am left withis your grief and the pen.the house, stands tall, proof of my injusticethe reason to write.

Keep on Moving, There will surely be another day

motion as through my eyes
ordered at times, at times jumbled.
waiting to capture the perfect stance,
perhaps my wait extends to eternity.

i come across scences,motions, stills, ideas
wait around them at once.
observe, notify, detail, avail
all that i can at one go.
i am moved, inspired, dejected
enthralled; all at one go.

to decide: to stay or to move ahead;
i take no time, i move.
for had i not left behind
the feat i had achieved,
i would not have had standards
to expect of the moment that awaits me.
call me a fool that i moved on
call me wise that i didnt stay
thhis is what i learn
live life, move, there's another day. . :)

We as the Leaves

i could see leaves falli could see themgently lift off the groundplay around with the airhigh and lowrests, lie down.untouched, till the timethe air picks updecides to lift it, and playthat is what i believeat the endour lives turn out to beleaves, fallen, attachedall bound to be played upon,by the air, the lord.let him play today, let he be satisfiedthat his play amounts to the joythat the audiencce gains out of us.let him experience the pain and the sorrowthat we release out of our moves, the falls.let him excite a wave of happiness,everytime he encounters us, to be floating.joyful indeed, we are mere characters, being played upon.so, do you, feel good about it?at least i do.i am, hence, a medium for someone,as i reciprocate his feelings, to the eternal.

"Third Eye of Nirmal Baba tilt towards Media questioning"

Since 1952, Nirmal singh Narula had faced very tough time and realized the power of Prayer and blessings.
I think all the spiritual mentors who exist in the different pockets of India have one thing common, the desire to match there actions with the Divine & no matter what they do or preach are always questioned irrespective of the truth and lies attached to there au-ration. It is not wrong to say that great energies are always blocked, attacked , demoralized and left alone. The sacrifice made by the warriors of god are always blamed on there ulterior motives for power , money and Popularity

The sole purpose of spiritual mentor according to my knowledge, understanding and awareness is to show you the path of austerity & sacrifice which satisfy your hunger for the divine and make you free from the materialistic shackles happily. The gaze in there eyes has a power to transform your soul in something peaceful and you give up everything to choose that path of ultimate success.

On the contrary, there are the energies in the society which use the faith of god to commercialize themselves. I have come across few in my small time period who claimed themselves as the shadow of god and are not hesitant at all to fool people with there effective marketing skills, Strong tricks of duping people, Solid Public relation with the powerful machinery , Very powerful way of advertising themselves & above all they always count there followers who according to me choose them on the basis of profit earned and are more or less like a souls with no wisdom and consciousness.
I strongly condemn such population of this country who follow such energies blindly on the name of god. Empty souls attracting empty souls and becoming a mob!!

Being a management student myself i want to do the SWOT analysis of Nirmal baba. Let us try to understand the strength , Weakness , Opportunity & threats attached to his name.

STRENGTH : 1: His absolute trust in God ( He claims to have himself got connected with the holy angels when he lost his sisters in a accident )
2: His strong urge to do social service by bringing light into peoples life ( He claims to be a medium )

WEAKNESS 1: He has no concrete spiritual powers to back up his claims  ( Lets not forget that he is no magician)
2: He just sound like an old man sitting in the village of Haryana passing on his blessing to people ( He says that if his blessing will match with your actions: The result will come out with a mind blowing effect in ones life )

OPPORTUNITY: 1: One can become the part of his movement to get the taste of his blessings ( There are so many devotees flashed by media who claimed so )
2: One can become the part of that intellectual class of this country which questions every rituals practised and cant digest anything foolishly ( Bhagat singh died saying this thing but people never applied and practised his thought process so nothing new in this one )

THREAT: 1: He has power to inspire the masses to follow his wild way of following god with no discipline and justification ( He advise everyone with his weird way of spiritual practices )
2: He might be charged as fraud cos of his innocent or cruel gestures ( I am no one to judge anyone but i am saying it cos this person has no answers for the questioned directed toward him by the Intelligent Indian Media )

CONCLUSION FROM MY SIMPLE AND TRUE HEART: He is just a true man ( Conditions applied) who had commercialized his spiritual practice and faith by earning 240 Crore's of Indian currency & Wont be able to answer any rational questions directed toward him ( I am saying it due to his hesitant voice in his interview on AaJ Tak channel ). According to me he is plain and simple man of God who couldn't handle the prosperity and gifts given by god and shared it with everyone on media channels and came in controversy. He will invite more troubles in the future if he will keep on questioning the spiritual mentors of other religions ( Sufi Sant Mahatma's existing in this country ) & Let me take the freedom to tell you all that not all of them are fake cos they unlike him are powerful enough to answer such simple questions related to third eye. Nirmal baba must not pass his comments like a learned man on them by saying ," No meditation can show you the path of god whereas only his promises are true and only he is the medium who can dial his no directly to god no matter how busy the god is dealing with the hard problems created by human beings for themselves  " - Just cos of such comments he have started sounding like an idiot to me". - I have no interest to know his spiritual practices cos i am happy with mine.
It seems that He is shooting arrows in the dark. Let the divine give him solace and wisdom to keep his spiritual practice to himself and give strength to his body & wisdom to his mental process so that he can travel his journey with zeal, Peace and happiness.
God Bless him ........ Amen! 

I love Clouds

lying in a pool,i look aboveat the gathering mass, the clouds.i see them organise, form, dissipateinto patterns of all kinds and shapes.often letting light flow inat times casting shadowmoving continuously, their speed variestheir texture varies too. giving me a sense of belonging.i see myself as a cloud as i floatover this world, buoyant,just as i do here, under the sky,above the water; blue remains the same.floating through dimensionsspace covered, space cleared.all happening, yet so smooth. clouds teaching me; harmonyat its best; gentle to the core,soothing in approach,pacifying in their actions,i am once again brought backto my earthy remains,my body in the pooland i slowly walk outto the call of the tasks my life binds me tokeeping alive the weightlessnessof the cloud, buoyancy of waterand mass of my own self.

Clay

I never knew what i could transform into 

i were a clay, i am a clay 

you've played with me, my thoughts. 

what lasts in me, is not just an acquaintance, 

it is an experience. 

you continue to teach me 

moments that i register, hold no importance 

to the world i live in. 

you form a part of me. i am what i am, 

defined by you, your vicinity. 

here, i learn. 

you, your eyes, your body, disperse delicate details. 

i register them all. i learn. i live. i love

Let me your silent admirer

Let me be, your silent admirer. 

let me observe you, silently, secretly. 

let me hide behind the leaves 



and see you through them 

shades of green, get diminished in the air 



and the wind carry to me, traces of your face 

hiding at times, at times showing you through. 



let me hide behind, the clouds above 

and see you dance beneath. 

seeing you move, seeing my world move. 



let me hide behind, the flowers, hued to an extent 

indefinable; fragrant, to the limits un sensed. 

flowing into me, all mixed up; you and the nature. 





let me hide behind, my own self. 

not let you ever know, what lies inside 

never speaking, only observing. 

seeing you evolve, involve 

seeing myself, lost. 



let me, observe you. 

love you, indefinitely.

Defining Love

dispersed in this evening sky 

is love, mixed in varied proportions 

at times it is happiness, 

at times it is sorrow 

at times laughter 

at times pain 

it even has in it care 

calm, composed; serene it is 

tends to be excited at times too 

with the rush of emotions 

playing fool of the calm established 

at times it is the night well slept 

at times it is the hug never opted out of 

at times the bright morning 

that brings with it another day 

of staying together, expression 

eyes it has; music it plays; 

dances along; it gently flows 



so do i claim love has all this mixed in it 

or i say, that these characteristics define love? 

tough to claim. 

and what's easy is to be lost in this evening light beneath the evening sky.

Solace

pertaining to the fear of eyes

persistent to the flow of wind

not the best of words used

not the best of grammar utilized

i conveyed my inner self

through the fall of autumn leaves

and their faded colour

to match the vigour lost

in the battle half begun

in the love well established

in the wait perhaps prolonged

in the night utter dark

with a glow in the eyes

of a major solitude

silenced to death, by life itself

not worthy enough to see the end

not cautious enough to tread alone

not sincere enough to live fully

in a matter of few moments

I am lost and brought back

senses activated,  I am lost again

your presence of primary importance

to the mortal desires of the flesh

to the eternal deeds of the eyes

lost beneath the stars, characterised

by the fading, falling leaves

I seek you, in solace.

Rajiv Ratna Gandhi (August 20, 1944 – May 21, 1991)

For some days, people thought that India was shaking. But there are always tremors when a great tree falls.

MUMBAI born 'Dosco'

LONDON gave him 'Wings' to fly with his GF!!!

INDIAN AIRLINES gave him 'Work'

ANTONIA gave birth to his 2 'Angels'!!!

TRAGEDIES shattered his decision to remain 'Political aloof'

BLESSINGS made him youngest 'PM'!!!

INDIAN POPULATION gave him 'Dream' to save his country

POLITICS gave him 'Situation' in which he offended few!!!

ENEMIES 'Killed' him

PARADISE 'Hugged' him!!!

GOD LOVED HIM FOR HIS ® S A C R I F I C E ®

TRIBUTE to Mr. Clean - *Mr. Rajiv Ratna Gandhi* 

JAI HIND !

Dada Lakhmi Chand - Haryana's great visionary-poet कलियुग (राजकवि दादा लखमी चन्द जी)

Dada Lakhmi Chand - Haryana's great visionary-poet कलियुग (राजकवि दादा लखमी चन्द जी)

प्रस्तुत है दादा लखमीचंद की एक रागनी । लगता है दादा की भविष्वाणियां सच साबित हो रही हैं । कुछ * वाले शब्दों के अर्थ अंत में दिए गए हैं 

समद ऋषि जी ज्ञानी हो-गे जिसनै वेद विचारा ।

वेदव्यास जी कळूकाल* का हाल लिखण लागे सारा ॥ टेक ॥

एक बाप के नौ-नौ बेटे, ना पेट भरण पावैगा -

बीर-मरद हों न्यारे-न्यारे, इसा बखत आवैगा ।

घर-घर में होंगे पंचायती, कौन किसनै समझावैगा -

मनुष्य-मात्र का धर्म छोड़-कै, धन जोड़ा चाहवैगा ।

कड़ कै न्यौळी बांध मरैंगे, मांग्या मिलै ना उधारा* ॥1॥

वेदव्यास जी कळूकाल का हाल लिखण लागे सारा ।

लोभ के कारण बल घट ज्यांगे*, पाप की जीत रहैगी -

भाई-भाण का चलै मुकदमा, बिगड़ी नीत रहैगी ।

कोए मिलै ना यार जगत मैं, ना सच्ची प्रीत रहैगी -

भाई नै भाई मारैगा, ना कुल की रीत रहैगी ।

बीर नौकरी करया करैंगी, फिर भी नहीं गुजारा ॥2॥ 

वेदव्यास जी कळूकाल का हाल लिखण लागे सारा ।

सारे कै प्रकाश कळू का, ना कच्चा घर पावैगा* -

वेद शास्त्र उपनिषदां नै ना जाणनियां पावैगा ।

गौ लोप हो ज्यांगी दुनियां में, ना पाळनियां पावैगा -

मदिरा-मास नशे का सेवन, इसा बखत आवैगा ।

संध्या-तर्पण हवन छूट ज्यां, और वस्तु* जांगी बाराह ॥3॥

वेदव्यास जी कळूकाल का हाल लिखण लागे सारा ।

कहै लखमीचंद छत्रापण* जा-गा, नीच का राज रहैगा -

हीजड़े मिनिस्टर बण्या करैंगे, बीर कै ताज रहैगा ।

दखलंदाजी और रिश्वतखोरी सब बे-अंदाज रहैगा -

भाई नै तै भाई मारैगा, ना न्याय-इलाज रहैगा ।

बीर उघाड़ै सिर हांडैंगी, जिन-पै दल खप-गे थे अठाराह* ॥4॥

वेदव्यास जी कळूकाल का हाल लिखण लागे सारा ।

My dog

Love of my life 

What makes a man different from the animals in today's world? 
I seriously have no clue :(  


The habit of keeping loyalty is lost long back in humans. 
Discovery of the differences on the name of cast, color and creed made their breed weaker & weaker along with these religions & countries. Its wired that -In one religion 2 dogs of same color can get married but in other one they get shot at the point blank range. 

Coming to the story of my love " Sheru" :)) 
After the tragic death of my love sheru I met my neighbor one day & shared my point of view with him with the pain & 
Resentment in my heart. 

I said ," imlal, you are a dumb, stupid, cruel & selfish man cos you cudn't find the truth in my dogs actions who you declared was mad & dangerous even thou you knew he kept the govt ox's & stray animals away from your house " - I suggested him this -------------- 
You should always judge the dog by the affect of his actions not by his intentions . Often owner's shoot there beloved dogs on the fake verdict of danger felt by their wife's :( 
where in reality the women fails to feed them bones everyday ( Too expensive ). 

Nobody keeps the track of dog's Loyalty if he enters the neighbors house with good intentions of telling them the importance of " vigilant & tactical thinking" - errr grrr :p

My neighbor realized that he made a mistake and said he will correct his mistake by cooking the meal for the poor people and will ask god for forgiveness " again I said beware of the atheist souls while preaching the lessons of god " . 

It becomes so hard for us to make people realize what they do and why they do :) 
I salute menaka gandhi who take POSITIVE ACTIONS to protect such dogs from the poison of hypocrites!!!!!! 

( In the memory of my cute dog sheru who got killed by the neighbor in the fake encounter )

Be gentle with your pets and care for them as you care for your lives !!

My Prayer to grow a seed of growth in my mind

Angels of the guardian please fill my heart with so much ♥ love ♥ that i feel ocean's of love inside me. I will sustain all thirsty animate things with my waves of care declaring my small war against cruelty.

O Good lord, 

 Make that one blessed seed of thought,
fall from the tree of wisdom {into the fertile soil of my mind }

I experienced the rain of knowledge,
Pouring on the dry sand of my dessert { Destroying my ego mercilessly }

Now i pray from your powerful energy ,
far far away from me-your home is { On the mountains i heard }

Bless this divine seed of thought to grow,
Into a big shining tree of light { With no storm of resentment & fear }

And i assure you that i will challenge the darkness in my being.
{ My days and nights are full of your thoughts and i can't sleep: I miss you dearly}

I forgotten all games , my soul is filled with enough pain and i lost my way in this world [ I heard its your creation & it was not just one stupid amoeba to start it all ]

Talk to me sometime & come near my being more often,
I missed you during my toxic days of alcohol also - if you remember,
{ Welcome now as its totally safe because I am sober now :P }

Lots of love { This time i wont robe you with my demands }

karran beniwal.