Warm Shades
Faceless chosen one
Many of us once in our lifetime meet somebody who acts as warm shade, I am no less than a fortunate. Dwindling enigma of interrogative doubts surrounded me then. Why me? How? When?....unanswerable. Nocturnal tear shedding, abhorrence for existence,  stigma of being the sufferer and above all self pity bore heavy burden on my heart, mind and soul.
May be blood relation , being acquaintance or being friends is not the only savior of drowning conscious, I realized then. There are definitely some people who are no relation to you but they share biggest and toughest relation of humanity. They have no face but their face value is far above the unquenchable desire to be the one. On them you put full stop with your eyes closed, as search of goodness calms there.
" We are the chosen ones", the statement was always haunting melody in my subconscious mind, but source of solace. The strength from nowhere used to equip me whenever my faceless brother used to console me of my pain and trauma. Magic was not in the words , magic was in the emotion with which i was made understand the brutality of the heartless world and was awakened with my eye of care, concern and love for my son. After all he is my world. 
I always find words taking a hiding place, whenever I want to write about that faceless brother of mine. Not cause time of strife has passed and I have reached to a point where i completely understand the world, but cause faceless care can not be wrapped in words. it can only be felt and be proud of. After all " I am the chosen one to bask under care and love of  faceless and brotherly being."
Thanks would bring face to the faceless and that would be very humanly and my faceless brother is far above the mortal existence, because he taught me to smile through my tears and fight life as a winner and not as a looser. Moreover, made me learn to balance between my impulses and my arrogance, and that can only be initiated by " A chosen One". 
I owe my peace of mind to my faceless brother and trying to multiply it by being the same..........Are you in stress, I am there to listen.
Sangeeta Sharma
 
 

REFLECTIONS

 Life in disguise

" I can't fake my feelings", said my cousin over phone to me. "I am what I am" , said she with lump in her throat. I was flabbergasted with my own way of suggesting her to ease her life's struggle with what people around wants from us, I, perhaps, dug deep inside my conscious with innumerable tears. Tears that show helplessness, timidity, vulnerability and surrender in front of situations or people , who are epicenter of our life.....life in disguise.

I recall lovely lines from a song from bollywood, " kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin milataa , kahin zamin to kahin aasamaan nahin milataa", means nobody gets complete world. Some won't get land and some won't get sky....and the most excruciating thing is  what we don't possess, that kills us inside with hundreds of deaths. Reason is not in genuine desires or wants, rather our being at receiving end to acquire that eternally or even in post natal existence because we in our feelings and emotions are so very true that we can't be dubious in showing to the concerned person, let alone be the person's aloofness from our situation or state of mind , our main focus of compassionate consideration.

Life happens to us with all its true face, with ups and downs with sour and sweet memories and with its ugly and beautiful faces. It doesn't fake itself. It comes to us the way it is, no shilly shallying. Ironically, we grow with aspirations from life , its ways, people and circumstances in just reverse manner. To sustain relations and sustain life itself we fake out our natural inclinations. We tend to wear mask of what we are not so that we can multiply our joys and minus our sorrows.

Alas! Real reflection lies in being hidden.Mirroring real notions would be taken as objection, condemnation or revolt or may be susceptible to balance ways of life.....life in disguise.

What I suggested my cousin to combat her trouble was also nothing but my life in disguise, but I know she was true....in her life which is unmasked, as she can't fake it out.

Life in disguise blindfolds us and the other person to veracity.I am gathering the courage to unfold it and see it even with my close eyes, as life smiles in darkness also.

Sangeeta Sharma

 

Soul Talks


Earn Your Life

Most of us get fascinated with one thing or other in our lives, depending on choices we are offered with in the form of materialistic things, abstract feelings or purified search for our own being.Of late I was contemplating on these and pondering if I have earned my life so far.

Keeping ourselves preoccupied with mundane world's never ending desires , we miss precious time to devote to our soul's elevation. No, I am not trying to make your attention focused towards religious gurus and to be their followers. I am talking about purely our own selves, the guru within ourselves which continuously chases us in our body, mind and spirit. We know it, but we ignore it; we reflect it, but we opaque it by our own masks, we create it of our own, but never to let it known even to our own selves.
Got confused what I want to imply? Don't be. Its as simple as two plus two equals to four. We are born with a reason,that reason lies within us. To some this cause is unidentified even up till they are in mortal attire.They keep revolving around vicious circle of different roles they are offered by this metaphysical world, as son, father, daughter, wife and so forth. For them performing duties in their role is obligatory than knowing how to earn their life for themselves. They live for accumulating wealth, reaching best of positions in life or providing riches and pleasures to their near and dear ones and oops! they in this unquenchable thirst of acquiring " recognition, fame and applause" get distracted. Where do they stop even for fraction of second to earn their life? Life... which means to relate to it with its all thorny paths and all mysteries that ends in giving joy...the ultimate bliss.
Do I appear to preach meditation? No, that's not our own life if we don't own it.What we own is entirely our property, no one else can earn it for us, we ought to earn it by planning, perspiring and profiting.
Planning to how to begin and from where to begin....Is it kindness that's what an integral part of your character...plan to show it, is it help and spreading smiles? Whatever it may be  just plan to show to earn your life. Perspire to give it to the world, rather, if possible to everyone you come in association with, even to your worst enemy. For instance, somebody doesn't like you, you like that person to such an extent that he imbibes that from you to earn his own life. Finally, be a winner with uncountable profits in the form of wealth of mental peace, love, satisfaction and the last but not the least , most fruitful life you have earned for youself.
Search is yours and only yours. I have just earned a bit when you smiled..........
Earn your Life.
Sangeeta Sharma

WARM SHADES

Platonic love: Does it actually exist or merely have wordy existence?
Recently while rereading all my whats app images, I got captivated by one of the images stating " Man asked God what is the difference between your love and my love?" God replied, " I let my love fly open and free in the sky while you imprison it." Immediately next step was, which is quite usual to me, was to update my status. It read as "  Let your love fly, if its yours it would stay if it flies away it never was....so just chill and go for platonic love." I wrote without having a single thought  that it would be inviting list of inquisitive interrogations from my students.
Pareedhi, one of my bright students of literature , enquired very innocently about the meaning of platonic love. She asked if the term has something to do with Plato, the renowned greek philosopher and writer of " The Republic". Touched with her empathy I was in dilemma how to explain my seventeen year old student the meaning of platonic love. The moment I started typing my message, her message popped up on my whats app screen...." Is it parent and child like? or Is it between friends?"  My eyes fluttered and lips twitched and I smiled in my heart. Not cause of her inquisitiveness but as I knew how to explain her the meaning in one statement. I answered quickly, its as it was between Meera and Krishna, beyond worldly pleasures, beyond metaphysical and very sublime and ethereal. Of course the extended discussion on metaphysical world, sublime and ethereal concepts occupied my nocturnal activities,usually eating head of my best friend, Kamakshi.

Have you ever felt if somebody is remembering you at say two in the night and you actually get a message or call. Did you ever feel if you are with someone and that togetherness makes you complete? Have you ever felt the closeness an answer to all your searches? You are not physical yet you are in ecstatic and majestic form of warmth, has this feeling ever crossed you over? Expectations are foreign to your companionship and distance hardly distances your mind and heart from that person.....you surely are in platonic love.
Many of us name it as being friends or best buddies but its far above the level of friendship.Very difficult to recognise and not everyone's cup of tea. Only those who believe in it can experience it. In this world of materialistic desires one can't keep oneself away from worldly expectations. Does that mean that Platonic Love is mere a word ?
No, its not though its longevity has a doubtful existence. I can explain it with an instance. When you feel you can't feel comfortable till you talk to or see a particular person,you are at the first step of platonic love, and it should not be mixed up with physical attraction, its chaste feeling of getting warmth in that person's company or association is nothing but ethereal form of love. You don't want anything than talking or seeing that person.But the moment the mind starts controlling your soul you come to the world of LOVE, which is not platonic.
Haven't all of us experienced it at least once in our lifetime? I have intrigued your senses, go and dig the warmth in your relations. Might be you are answer to my doubt of its existence forever, want to share? Do that.

Sangeeta Sharma

Spontaneous feelings

My nine year old niece, Angel,  got holiday home work to write a poem on frienshipship. The poem is meant for the age group of 6 to 10 yr old.

Friendship

Friendship is priceless
It is timeless.
It is the ship of buddies best
Which never gets wrecked.

Friendship is only for angels sweet
Who care, love and tweet
Frienship is lifeline
that cures all worries and pine.

Where no one can help
Friends come with smiling gel
Friendship is so very pure in taste
Don't let it go in waste.

Sangeeta Sharma

Spontaneous Feelings
Knowledge

My mind yesterday asked me
What knowledge should be
For the tender learners
Whom acquiring is like a transformer
From savage to sane communicator.
At the empty corner sat cognitive
Replied in affirmative
Knowledge so communicating
The dynamic processing
Of truth tracking.
The right scientific side smiled
At the logical and practical beside
Those theoritical and imaginative justified.
The left emotional side
Gave me imaginative mind
To show the dexterity so refined
That flows in the words of my poetry realised.
The answer my desiring conscious got
All that is felt and answers what
Is knowledge acquired the most.

Sangeeta Sharma

Horizon

Nothing Succeeds like Success
Racking your brains, toiling hard, lifting the load and sweating it out are some of the advices we have been lecturing on everytime we are with the people of calibre. The question arises how many of us really bother to listen to that lengthy and boring preaching. Ofcourse most of you agree with me with smile on your face.
We are also directed to be focused, confident, positive, vibrant thinker, enthusiastic, perseverant and hopeful to pocket success. But these only appear words or printed marvels and not success mantra. Then what is success mantra?
Yes, it is something we might have never thought of. Let me explain with one of the riddles. If you are in a room, which is dark and dingy, with just a match box with one match stick in it and found a candle, a gas stove and a lantern, which one you light up first? Trust me most of us would go for candle. Without giving a second to presence of mind ,we will try different options but not the real answer that is a match stick. Here is the trick of getting successful in life also. To be successful we need to have want and want so badly that our tenacity will drive us to the top. RIGHT RECOGNITION OF OUR STRENGTHS AND AVAILABLE RESOURCES CAN PREPARE A SMOOTH SAIL FOR US.
Idea is, before taking someone’s suggestions, identify your sparkling and twinkling success mantras matching your calibre and style to fashion your fate and that too by your own industry and focused decisions. So, like the energy of an atom, man’s potential exists within himself to be used.Donot run after success it will run after you if you realise and recognise your worth.

Sangeeta Sharma

Horizon

Knowledge travels Ignorance crawls

Yesterday two of my bright students initiated a discussion on future plans and carrier making choices after xii standard. Manik with 96% marks in class xii feels he isn't focused and Amrit feels he has to be rich as soon as possible, as he wants his mother to bask in his glory of name, fame and recognition. Manik wants to be an entrepreneur ,but how, he is totally clueless.The best orators of my school are entangled in the maze of ignorance.As their guide and mentor with motherly concern i was touched with empathy.The obvious way out to show them right direction was empowering them with right way of planning by introspecting and contemplating . Alas! Today's education system leaves students with power packed package of knowledge but web of ignorance too.They know what is what but how to answer what they are totally in confusion.And trust me this is dilema of many students. Manik and Amrit represent the whole student community.

The need of the hour is to make holistic approach of education an avenue opened based education, where students know that after completion of degree program he'd be entering into the world of profession. Instead of teaching them the glory of good percentage we must teach them how to pick up best even with less marks. After all history has many examples of low achievers who proved their worth as shining stars. To quote some, we have examples of Albert Einstein , who was  expelled from school as he felt learning dates has no learning outcome than knowing the possible ways to stop wars amongst nations, Abraham Lincoln, the US President, was not even well educated and there's no record of formal education of great literary personality William Shakespeare and history has imprints of many such examples.The point is not to loose one's individuality but important is to recognize one's potential.

If one gets diluted in self mistrust the target seems unachievable.Education must support learning which removes the clouds of ignorance from students' misconception about carrier making programmes. Right in secondary school they must be directed on various professions based on their streams. Practical visits to professional bureaus and interviewing well settled professionals make these students knowledgeable in true sense."If not this than this" option with regard to various professional and degree programmes must be a source of increase in their horizon.Before they actually enter a college life, a mock drill of applying in colleges to decision making in selecting the course must be rehearsed at school level only.

They know how many courses are there,what is the scope, duration,which college but ignorant what best suits their own caliber.Alas!Knowledgeable but ignorant.

Let education mentors them that knowledge travels but ignorance crawls.

Sangeeta Sharma

Forgiveness

If someone holds grudges against you
Forgive him for his illumined views
As he knows no he is weak
Forgiveness is only for strong and sweet
Doesn’t he know the preciousness of forgiveness
Devoid he is of love and tenderness
Blunder he is inviting
Knows no respect he is avoiding
Remember in forgiving lies defeat
Of your enemy who tried to proceed
With motives unclean.
Injury with words is an insult
Forgiveness a mighty sword in turn.
Forgiveness make you attain height
Of the ways and trends of that divine
Who’s known for his unique rewards
In the form of forgiveness an award.

Sangeeta Sharma

From the Pages of Life

"Marriage to me is commitment and I resist it."

Manan is thirty five year old unambitious, emotional,friendly and gregarious guy from Delhi.
Life to him is nothing but free from being chained up in social ties like marriage, as expectations from other half are just impossible to meet up.He is writer, producer and director of the pages of his mortal life. The reel begins from his association with his three friends, all chaotic in weaving their carriers and dreams, yet cemented in their friendship. With the help of their NRI friend , Mohit , they started a computer institute. Manan was the only know how person amongst them, yet salaried.The institute was more a pass time to these guys with similar vision:playing cricket with frivolous remarks in between for each others playing methodologies and of course the irresistible, girls.The childish frolic was part and parcel of their personality.
Mohit , the invester , soon started with insecurities of going bankrupt if same routine would be followed up. Line of action was initiated with recruitment of three female employees.Rush of students was expected but two friends couldn't avoid the charms of open minded Raveena, the HR Manager of the institute.Woman creates wall of drift between two bosom friends and that's what happened between two partners Mohit and Mukesh.Temptations were offered by Mohit to Manan and Mayank to stay but Manan was honest of his creed.
loss of twelve and half K was not much for Manan , as he had skill of computer handling in his hand. He got other job where he was whole soul potential arbiter. Same routine of calling friends over eating and drinking became their energy boosters.They wanted to drink life till the lease so, dating,drinking and daring became their trade marks.Not knowing where life was stretching them, they were all unaware of time's offerings.
To Manan the real world is virtual world, as it offers the inside of human beings.They are far away from masks they wear, deception and double standards.They show their real self , as nobody hurts them virtually, they all walk in the same boat.The pleasure of being true and genuine is a miss in this so called real world.He has taken his complete contentment in the virtual world.Mohit is settled with growing business and happy married life, Mayank shifted to UK and progressing and Mukesh still dwindling in the middle way of business and family but happily married .
Manan has vested all his search for soul mate in virtual world, ironically where he met a girl, who was an AIDS patient. All  luck was perhaps of his mother's blessings that he came out with a narrow escape.
Still he doesn't want to marry  because the virtual world has captivated all his attention. He finds it more realistic. Is it what human endeavor all about?  Isn't virtual world an unsolved riddle? Isn't human goal has remained a never ending search? Has marriage really become a burden for today's generation? I'm in search for the answers from the pages of life itself.

Sangeeta Sharma

They say..........

They say we are alive
To breath and fight
One another life
Of no care but only strife.
They say we are alive.
Coarse and devilish bind
Humanity in shackles so tight
They say we are alive.
One moment of relief
Costs uncountable tears shed in brief
Smiles buried in pain so profound
They say we are alive.
Deception a reality
Reality a deception
And they say we are alive

Man just a thing
And thing whole life
And they say we are alive
Darkness lights life
Light closes our eyes
And they say we are alive
A dead dies with abundance of faces around
Ah! Life lost in vacuum nowhere to be found
And they say we are alive.
 
Sangeeta sharma

Reflections

Knock! Knock!
Who's there?
Let me enter in your world and know who i am.
You are a stranger.
I am not. You know me but you avoid me.
If I avoid you than you are not reliable.Sorry, you may not enter into my beautiful world.
Without me your world can't be beautiful. Its incomplete.
You talk dubious. I must not trust you.
Trust is developed when you rely, when you explore me.
Why should I put my faith in you when I don't even know you.
Know me than.
You are dictating your terms or what?
No, I want you to reflect.
Is it a compulsion?
No, its your chance to get empowered.
I am confused.
Open the windows of your heart.
Hmmmm. I see a light.
What else?
A ladder
That is of success. What more?
 I see pure bright light.
That is your good being.
Ah! I see an ugly face too.
That is your Id....the devilish side.
Theres darkness with saturated clouds.
That's your chaotic world, your unsolved riddles and your problems.
Oh! I see a valley, its so beautiful with its streams and flowers.
That's your interaction with the only one, the lord.
I never saw it before.
Because I wasn't there.
Who are you?
I'm your conscious............
How many of us actually interact with ourselves? I did. Self contemplation few days back was not part and parcel of my routine. I used to preoccupy myself in the world of worldly desires without knowing i was actually avoiding my conscious stepping in my world of mirage.Reason might have been many, from busy schedule to personal attractions, but i explored the ultimate divine. I am not trying to let the mind and heart shrink into unattainable, rather I want to open the bolt doors of everyone's conscious to the avenues of success, fame, love and ultimate contentment.That becomes possible with our venture with people and circumstances. I have centered all my inner strength not inside, but I have given it wings.Let it soar high in the vastness of sky to find its identification. And there I was gifted with shining star, I congregated it in my fist. I heard my conscious yell, Don't you take in your fist, it would slip, adorn it in your heart than only you'll feel contented. I reflected immediately. To my surprise its glued for immortality even after my soul would merge into infinity. Smile travels on my face perpetually unaffected with cruel face life offers me, after all that's also one of its side. I feel i have achieved what i have attained.

"To be one of somebody's being is your chaste being."
Sangeeta Sharma