Distortion and Depth

A Grain Of Infinity

People like things they don't understand, they think that it has some depth in it- which they don't have time to explore and they believe that the things they know are just too ordinary to praise or like. But in real, the things which appear to be deep are just a game of words. 
In fact, the things they claim to know hold such depths of which they are unaware , which very few people dare to explore- like a grain of sand - it may seem ordinary, but only few know that that little grain beholds the infinite universe within. 
I am that grain of sand, but you are not one of those eccentric idiosyncratic explorers.

Life

What is life????
it wasn't the bygone, it isn't what lies ahead, it's the present he lived in. The past is what was accounted for, the future he was uncertain about. The present was what he had to live in, but how???? He often thought how, how he had to live , how he was expected to live in that one millisecond, that little crack. How he had to fulfill his craves?, the moments he longed for? , those expectations of someone else he was a part of? HOW????
His mind constantly looped around just one thought as he walked on that pavement and looked atop those trees, "how am i supposed to do this in just a little glitch?" as, all that present to him was a little glitch and nothing more because he always desired it to be something more than just a little moment.
That extremity in life was all he wondered about, was that life? Is that existence????
So naive his soul was that those complications made it more stained.............

khaki ko ek khat

Suno khaki!

Log mhje sa wajja poochty hai k aisa kya hai jo mhjy tmhri taraf mayal krta hai? Log poochty hai aisa kya hai jo tm mai hai aur baki wardiyoon mai nhi? Aisa kya hai k tery agay kuch aur jaajata hi nhi? Yeh tu mai b nhi janti k kya hai jo tmhy itna purkashish aur khoobsurat banta hai. Mai tu bs yeh janti hn k jb sa mai na ankh kholi hai tmhy apny ass pass mehsoos kiya hai tmhy hi dehka hai aur tmhri hi aseer rahi hn. Tmhra rang is mitti ka rang hai tu yeh mitti tm sa aur tm is mitti sa kaisy juda ho skty ho? Tmhry rang k aagye yeh sb rang bekar hai. Aur jb tu kisi k jism par zebtaan hota hai na tu jaisy sb kuch us mai motabaar ho jata hai. Tum ek aisa nasha ho jis k baad na koi aur nasha charta hai aur na hi koi aur nasha asar krta hai. Aur meri misaal tu us piyasay insan jaisi hai jis k pass pani hi pani hai magar wo usko pee nhi skta. Mery jism mai laho ban kar dhoorta hai tu. Tery bina na tu kisi cheez ki chahat hai na kbi ki. Mai beshak tmhry liye un lakhoon mai sa ek hn jo tm par marty hai jo tmhri kashish mai deewanay hai magar mery liye faqat tm sirf wo ek ho jis k baad koi aur na tu jaajata hai aur na hi bhaata. Jis k na honay sa saans k roknay ka andaaysha hi laga rehta hai. Tu bs yehi arzoo hai k apny ap sa kbi b door mat karna warna yeh zindagi tu khtm hi hai tmhry bina. 

Tmhri paristaar

Depth

A greatman once said "We are actors on this stage of World". Yes we are in actual actors(every adjective that describes a aspirant)..we are selfish..we are careless..we are heedless.. we in that "deep down" heart are feelingless aspirants for past,present and future. Lets start from "past" for what I say we dont have any concern with!!..when we see there is something being said about past or the nostalgia, we start pretending that.. yes! our past do effect us in our lives ..or may be in somedays. We start saying that we care about those small bad or good incidents of past those deeds we have done on those ordinary days, those little words we said on that family event or whatever maybe..and to contribute to those meaningless parleys we start opening those written locked pages of our life's book and start finding that what we had done there in yesterdays and then after a long walk in those jumbled stories of past we find some visible words and open our taps to let flow those unwanted words to let people know that we also exist and we also are playing our role too ..what we do is we dont see the "deep down"of our hearts, as going deep in a sea we find a precious pearl, similarly in "depth" of our heart we find "ourselves". we find who we actually are. We get that"truth".. oh heck ! then in that depth we find ourselves which is totally different to our scums ! there, in that depth, when we skim that scum off, we see... we just pretend see, we dont care what we have done in our past, we dont even think a moment for what we did at 7:40pm of yesterday..what we said to oyr grandmaa about her old denture..! Then we see ourselves probably nude in that worn out cloth of selfishness and we seek ..oh my ! it wasnt anything of the past i remembered, i ponder upon and then i found those words what if i had not been able to do so ..to think for that chandraat two years back...then that "depth" makes us realise that we dont care about our past, we dont have any concern, we are just heedless about it..till our present is effected by that moment..man is selfish he just cares about a thing in his life when he is being effected by it in his personals..then comes "present" (laughter) what can we say about our present when we don't know if we will be able to take our next breath or not?? Will we be able to survive or not if we get stuck in a problem the very next moment?? oh my ! still we are so calm.. heedless creatures we all are..we don't pay attention... We keep flowing like the flow of water.. Don't care... what if some loveone dies the next moment ..what if we die this evening?? we know we should seek these things, we should care about them but still we give a damn for what would happen the next moment..(giggle) we are actors who don't know what their character basically is. What the role is he playing...then in present we go in the "depth" we see there's nothing we are known to ! and being illerate about whats happening and for what the reason is all it is hsppening is a mark that show we are puppets...breathing puppets!! and puppets have nothing but only what his Master allows him..!we are so "helpless" ain't we??? the "depth" teaches us to be in our limits of what our Master has defined for us ..!"future" defines us in a very beautifully said word ..nothing else but "foolish" who thinks he would survive for years when he isnt sure about the next moment! he plans ...he wishes ..he dreams for better ..he dreams for tomorrow.. how foolish a man is? a man ?? o sorry a breath taking puppet ! who has no concerns about his past.. about his past deeds.. not worried about yesterday ..a puppet who is heedless for what if he dies the next moment what would he do?? lets again dive through "depth" see ...how meaningless,useless,worthless,doubtfull,are we??..what is our existence but only a "clot of a blood"..and we say ourselves to be "master"(of nothingness)

-Qaynat