Leave it one me


You see the world with partially open eyes
Unable to perceive the depths
Leave it on me for the guidance

Watch the colors
Bright, vivid and different
Leave it on me for the variance

Pain and the joy
Longings and the having’s
Leave it on me for the balance

The effort and the fruit
Sighting and the craving
Leave it on me for the fairness

The me and the him
Right and the wrong
Leave it on me for the conscience

The hope and your despair
Never ending turbulence
Leave it on me for the calmness

The do and the not done
Question mark of the question
Leave it on me for the completeness




Godean is the white

Devdean is the black

Devdean: Godean, you have always undermined me. You always keep telling people white is better and black is worse. Black does not mean it’s bad. Black is a void, the absence of light. Perfect Black is the most unreachable state. You see light everywhere here, but most of the universe is black, there is nothing. All the space that you crave for, even the atom is mostly empty. You have been spreading misnomers over and over about me, swaying people away from the truth, never really understanding me. You are a traitor.

Godean: Sorry brother, I do not comprehend, what you are talking about?

Devdean: Don’t call me brother. You are a cheat. You have rigged everything. Aren’t you the one that says negative is bad, even though all the energy that people are using is through a phenomenon of electricity, which is mainly the movement of negative charge, the electron. All the compounds and materials that you have are possible only through the exchange of electrons, the negative charge. The electron that has to constantly move around the atom to escape the influence of positive, yet the positive is always stable, sitting around and doing nothing.

Godean: Your scientific knowledge is quite impressive, what has this got to do with your accusation?

Devdean: Look at you playing, innocence. It doesn’t quite suit the pretentious drama that you seem to put up all the time. If you want everything to be right, why don’t you tell people what is right than blaming me for all the wrong things in the world.

Godean: If only I could do that I would do it. It is the responsibility of everyone to cross the chasm and get across the Styx, people have to make that journey, I cannot teach them that, for I will be committing a perjury.

Devdean: You know for sure, humans are fallible and many would not make that journey, then why do keep prophesying your quixotic ideals to the modest, this applies even to the most noble, they are lazy and corrupt.

Godean: I am afraid; I do not have the answer. The world is run by far more powerful force, even more powerful than you and me. I am just an ancillary, whose job is to guard the house; I do not call the shots. For that matter even a lion is lazy after its stomach is full, an otter is corrupt when it cannot find the right things. Humans are not unique in that regard.

Devdean: yet you are clever to blame me for all the idiosyncrasies and obvious facts of life like death, ambiguity and nature. For everything that is wrong, blame me. I have become the bin for everyone’s garbage. The world is filled with unjustified expectations and anticipation. Everyone wants everything to be fast, better and nicer and guess what neither has their brain become faster, neither has their demeanor become well or the words become nicer. Always asking and asking, never giving and never working hard.

Godean: Do you have a solution or you’re just blaming me since others or blaming you?

Devdean: you know very well what I might ask and you know very well you would ignore that.

Godean: For the record, just make it conspicuous

Devdean: Singularity, let us all merge, lets become one, no more white and no more black. No right and no wrong, no production and no extinction.

Godean: you are saying, begin from scratch or end?

Devdean: end it

Godean: so that you can take vacation?

Devdean: no, so that there is no more bad blood on my end.

Godean: It is you’re job to take the hits and to make things right through your way. Do not try to remiss on your duties. You keep people on their toes. The possibility of bad makes everyone working out all possibilities and generally gets the best out of them. You drive people to work hard every day. You do not need any external validation. You provide the necessary balance to keep people grounded. You show them the difference. Only those who understand you would have made it in life.

Devdean: I am not eschewing on my job, I am saying this will never end and there must be a better way out.

Godean: There is no better way, this is it.

Devdean: aren’t you escaping from your job, saying so?

Godean: No, I know things are not perfect, and things can never be perfect. It is not about perfection; it is about doing what you can do, and trying to do the best. It is about making the most out of what you have got and helping others reaching their potential just like you did it for yourself. Be a tree and water other plants too. It is about persistence.

Devdean: I knew exactly this would lead this way. Always Utopian talk.Anyhow I got a job to do, many morons are acting deleterious and I need to teach them a lesson. I hope I do not see you soon.

Godean: I have my side of work too, bye.

The Sun says


The Sun says, come take my hand, for all its worth, everything needs me
Come, I am the life
Come, take my energy and manifest
Come, share my vigor with others
Come, be not afraid

My fire can light as well burn
Protect the fire
Lend the sight
Learn from the night

I burn all day long
On my side, run forever long
Run, run and run

I am the right and I am the might
You can see my sight all bright

Everything starts from me and ends in me
You are the beginning and the end
You are the now and there forever

Saturday Maxim


This is from a rare interview of Robert Oppenheimer
A scientist, whose work changed the course of history
Many are quite ambivalent of his success, which is the Manhattan Project
I will not go into that because that is not the intention of this piece
The gist of human accomplishments and the challenges of future can be construed from this tiny bit

Actual excerpt 

Question: How does an uninformed man stay relevant in an era that is so dominated by scientists and intelligent people?

Scientists may know a patch of something
An intelligent guy may know few more spots from other people’s work
He may be able to read a book
But his condition is a condition of almost everyone
This is that almost everything that is known to a man he does not know anything about it at all
Or knows it in a sketchy way
Because it has become complicated
The problem of coherent civilization, is the problem of living with ignorance
And not being frustrated it

The Voice


Hear me, you would not, I rather not say
You only see the badge and the pay

Most of the times I have the same ask, you ignore
Urgent requirements and you snore

So many sounds, lost in the noise
When the time comes, you have no poise

Not all heated coal turns diamond
Some just wither away, chastened

The said is said and haves are done
In the ubiquity of entirety, the identity of originality is none

Tuesday Maxim


From the remote corners of the void that cannot be felt, there comes something devoid of any matter or equivalence, that does not exist and yet that matters everything. Words barely touch the surface of the confounding depth, so deep that the conscious reboots itself when touched by the grace. What can you know, or why do you want to know? To know is an exercise in futility.

Life is now and now is life.

The illusion or reality is the practicality of survival. The real is subterfuge, Maya is the Queen. Waiting every second to mesmerize the puppet and to play him the way she wants. For he is a fool and forever will be, lusting for the immediate gratification.

Be without, for if you can. Castle without king or Queen, built out of nothing.



Uncharted, One thing at a time


What is Experience?

Experience is what you get, when you realize that world does not work the way you imagined it to be.

Why on earth you thought it to be that way before?

We all tend to develop mental models, right from very early age. Absurd as it may sound, many of those ideas and philosophies are from movies, jokes and various other apocryphal sources. At a early age you need an answer and you take what you get without validating it. The vicissitude of the matter is that these fallacious models are still with us.

Ironically, the model is designed in such a way as to reject all the non-conforming believes. So you will never get to know what you do not know or what you know is not right because the model filters it before it even gets to your consciousness.

Sometimes, when you are deep in thought, it may strike you that since none of the experiences are matching the model, it might be wrong. Most of the times, you may figure out it is wrong but since you do not know the right answer, you still fallback to the old model.


Close friend of Model is Habits. Some habits are chosen, some are not. My favorite example of habits is from Arjen Robben. He is a world class footballer, always believed to have had more opportunities never to have made it big. Intuition is everything is sports. You train day to build good intuition. Thinking is stinking. Thinking slows you down, which is why you develop automatic behaviors, through deliberate practice. However, few bad examples can build bad habits. Missing goal now and then at critical junctures of game creates a bad feedback loop, which can turn a good player into a permanent loser. I am citing Arjen robben, because he turned it around in 2013. Right at the nick of time, when familiar circumstance showed up, instead to falling back to his old actions of failure, he did something different. He made the right choice and scored the winning goal for his team, winning champions league for Bayer Munich, supposedly biggest achievement of his career. Trick is to recognize the trap and not fall into it, easier said than done.

That’s it for today, thank you reading

Every Body Lies and Every Body Dies


Hello everyone ,

Good Evening , Good Morning or Good Afternoon based on your time zone.
Today I will introduce you to my close friend the Feigned.

We both are so close, sometimes I wonder If I am the Feigned. Well thats for others
to decide. After All I cant lie to myself or Can I?

Sorry my friends if I have caused you discomfort with too many open questions with no
answer. Only solace I give to myself is that I do not need to know everything in the world.

Feigned, Sometimes hides the truth because truth may be bitter to others.
Feigned, Sometimes lies to make others feel better.
Feigned, Sometimes runs away because reality seems worse than a Horror movie, which doesn’t seem to end.
Feigned, Sometimes acts to protect his interests.
Feigned, Sometimes manages to fool himself because the perfect path is not known.
Feigned, Sometimes thinks others are hiding the truth while knowing there is no way to know it.

Feigned is a mysterious, esoteric , complex and sophisticated person. Scientists have
worked hard years and years in the fields of psychology to study him, yet they have not managed to find much.

I hope Feigned likes his short intro, anyways I wouldn’t know as he would pretend not to have read it.

Daily Prompt: Pretend 



Where are the legends?

We all like answers, when you find one for yourself, it’s a edifying

Looking at the paintings by Raden Salah in the national museum, I vexed why there aren’t artists like him now. Most of the artworks produced by him were fantasies of the, then kings. Attacking tiger, riding a horse, fighting a tornado etc. It is not surprising tiger attack and fight is such a common theme in his paintings, after all it’s for the kings.


Pablo Picasso, a so called legend of contemporary paintings. His paintings are worth millions now; at least 5 of the 20 most expensive paintings ever sold were made by him. It’s funny how he never enjoyed the wealth of his paintings; rather he died not having much.


The only few people who had copious amounts of wealth in 18th century and before were the kings and aristocrats, everyone else were in the same boat. Mind you, the world population was hardly 500 million back then, pardon my accuracy here, the figures are almost correct. There was little globalization, and nobody knew more than few miles more than their house.

People did what came to them, by that I mean most professions followed a lineage, from father to son or daughter. If the father was goldsmith, son would be so, if the father was a painter, son would be so. There was less competition. Goal was only to do well enough to make a living, and you had to be good enough to make a living out of doing anything. Singer, painter, carpenter, and farmer had to be pretty freaking good to make a living, especially if they were to work on king’s assignments. The kings liked to brag to others, so perfunctory was not an option. That led to ingenious skill in each field.


Of course, not everyone caught the eye, but the ones who did, continued to amaze. No interview, no biographies, no one really knows what they thought and why they did what they did. All we see is just interpretations. No one can tell, what was in the mind of Isaac Newton when he decided to try his hand in alchemy, the so called false science of turning anything into gold. Even a toddler will laugh at that idea, but one of the brightest minds in science did not think so. Nobody can tell what it felt like to be stabbed by the so called trust worthy associate in the case Julius Caesar. No one can tell why Alexander wanted to expand at the expense of his own soul.

There are only interpretations.

Fast forward, we live in a world now, where many times it is not the sincere artwork that pays the bill for its creator, but the most published one through the lop-sided media works, many of the works not even worthy of attention. The best code never makes any money; it’s the one that’s made famous through some viral or monopolistic scheme, which probably is a cheap stake. The best athlete may never compete because he/she does not fit into the class based system. When there are so many of every kind, why bother to do something different and threaten your existence.

All the accolades and the prizes were none but still the master pieces were created. Only if one can do that in a consistent basis, one may find another legend. There are many, they will continue to be. Just that the burgeoning population makes everything look small, and the fact that we have already seen so many things in such short time through the help of technology , makes everything look the same even though they are not. Extinction is one way to leave a mark or perhaps you should just be okay with the cheap stakes out there.


Just words, The Meaning is yours





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