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Limits are basically a mental thing.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #115‘.

Good morning Friends,

How many times you have felt totally tired,
With no energy left to even get up and move?
And then suddenly you’ve felt once more fired,
As if there is a strong counter point to prove.

Tiredness and all limits start with the mind,
And then travel to one’s various body parts.
This concerted action is, in a way, designed,
To deter a person even before he starts.

Decades ago, trapped under a Russian earthquake,
A mother kept her infant alive by feeding her blood;
If you are wondering how this marvel she’d undertake,
You got to understand there are no limits to Love.

So please try this simple experiment tonight:
Work and make yourself beyond limits tired;
Now think of a person whose love is a delight,
And see how quickly you are again inspired.

Now think of  the opposite and find it true:
Without love your limits are reached faster;
Your passion or interest is the correct clue,
You are, of your boundaries, the only master.

Hence, train yourself today and everyday,
To extend the limits of mind gradually more;
And once you’re sure you are making headway,
It is time to allow yourself the universe to explore.

Mind is meant to be boundless.

 

Defeated by a situation? You can’t be a leader.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #113‘.

Good morning Friends,

Have you ever come across a true leader of men,
Who is defeated or overwhelmed by a situation?
Throw tricky situations at him over and over again,
And yet he would never give way to frustration.

The fact is that each of us is leader in some way,
For we have to lead our lives until the last breath;
If we let defeat and dejection have their day,
Then even before dying we have courted death.

God, when he gives us a hard or difficult situation,
Also gives us strength and skill to go through it;
There is, to this rule, not a single aberration,
We should never feel that somehow we’re unfit.

God sends a Spider to convey to each King Bruce,
That defeat can only be because of lack of trying;
In the battle of life there should never be a truce,
However bad the luck, your spirit should be flying.

There is no place at all for cowards in this battle,
You’ve to set an example and lead with pluck;
Don’t allow heart to sink and nerves to rattle,
Lo and behold, you’d have changed your luck.

I pray for you to lead courageously in this fight,
However bad a situation that is thrown at you;
As Krishna said to Arjuna: It’ll just turn out alright,
If you recognise your Karma and follow it through.

Defeated is a coward. Be brave and win.

उनको हाल-ए-दिल क्या सुना बैठे,
लगता है खुद को खुद से गंवा बैठे।

तब तक ज़िन्दगी में सब कुछ था मुझे याद,
अब तो ज़िन्दगी का सब कुछ भुला बैठे।

जान का सौदा किया था उनको पाने के लिए,
होश आया तो अपनी हस्ती मिटा बैठे।

कहा था सबने नज़रें बचा के रखना,
नज़रें मिलते ही क्या क्या लुटा बैठे।

मेरा दिल मुझसे ही दगा कर बैठा,
नाज़ुक लबों से जब वह मुस्करा बैठे।

थम गया समां बंद हो गयी दिल की धड़कन,
तसव्वुर में जब वह पास आ बैठे।

दिल्लगी उन्होंने की, हमें लगा सच ही होगा,
जागते सोते हज़ारों ख्वाब सजा बैठे।

उनके जाने का ग़म न होता मुझे, रवि,
ग़म तो यह है हम दिल पे लगा बैठे।

Rise and Fall are just different phases or perspectives.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #112‘.

Good morning Friends,

Rise and Fall are just two different phases,
As much as we can think of High and Low;
Life would have many falls and many raises,
One doesn’t have to let one’s peace forego.

As our vision enlarges our perspectives change,
We’re amazed at the idiocy of our earlier stand;
Eg, we know ‘Up’ and ‘Down’ at closer range,
But in space, which side is ‘Up’ from the land?

Firstly, nothing in the universe is ever absolute,
Everything and every emotion is seen as relative;
Just like for ‘Up’ and ‘Down’ there is no dispute,
Similarly, none is there for ‘Positive’ and ‘Negative’.

 

Rise and Fall are just two varied ways to look,
One should neither rejoice nor feel let down;
Unless the aim is that by hook or by crook,
To be joyous in rise and on fall to have a frown.

I often give an example of the rain or water fall,
It looks beautiful and is almost always welcome;
It provides reason to rejoice for one and all,
Even in its fall it looks refreshing and awesome.

Whichever direction God decides for you today,
You too can be grateful and equally awesome;
God has given you a chance so that you may,
Fly like a seagull* and bloom like a blossom.

Rise and Fall are reversible.

(*Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, that is)

 

ज़िन्दगी ने बहुत कुछ सिखाया है मुझे,
ज़रा हसने के बाद बेहद रुलाया है मुझे।

किस कदर अपने अपनो को दगा देते हैं,
सब लुटा के अब समझ आया है मुझे।

वह जो करते हैं उसी का इलज़ाम देते हैं मुझे,
ऐसे ही उन्होंने अपनी नज़र से गिराया है मुझे।

बदल गए वह जिन्हें हम प्यार किया करते थे,
उनकी यादों ने रह रह के सताया है मुझे।

नफ़रत ओ खुदगर्ज़ी की दुनिया के अकेलेपन ने,
मायूसी ओ बेकसी का दामन पकड़ाया है मुझे।

हर कदम पर नए इम्तिहान वह देती रही,
बेदर्द ज़िन्दगी ने कैसे कैसे आज़माया है मुझे।

अब तो उनसे बेरुखी की भी उम्मीद न रही,
मुहब्बत ने किस मुकाम पे लाया है मुझे।

पर यह आख़री दौर मैं ही जीतूंगा, रवि,
वह देखो दूर मेरे खुदा ने बुलाया है मुझे।

जान कहा है तुझे, जान ही है तू,
दिल ने जो देखे थे अरमान ही है तू।

लबों तक बात तू आने नहीं देती,
मेरी ज़िंदगी में आया तूफान ही है तू!

हम तो तुम्हें फरिश्ता समझ बैठे थे,
आंख खुली तो देखा इंसान ही है तू।

तुझ जैसे हसीन दुनिया में और नहीं,
यूँ कहिये खूबसूरती की पहचान ही है तू।

वैसे तो तुझे सब बातें मालूम हैं,
बस मेरे प्यार से अनजान ही है तू।

शुरू से ही मैंने कहा था ज़िन्दगी भर का साथ है,
तब से अब तक हैरान ही है तू।

लोग तुझे कुछ माने या न माने,
मेरे लिए तो, रवि, सारा जहान ही है तू।

Colours of Life. Love them all.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #111‘.

Good morning Friends,

The Indian word ‘Raaga‘ means Colour or Hue,
Each one describes some Mood or Emotion.
It depends upon us to appropriately construe,
Eg, Red for Passion, Yellow for Love or Devotion.

Colours are representative of God’s Will,
He didn’t make a single one to dislike;
Each Raaga or Hue gives us a unique thrill,
No one needs to interpret a Colour alike.

It is the same with emotions and moods,
God didn’t want us to have one-size-fits-all;
Each one depends upon people’s attitudes,
The times and situations as one may recall.

No Colour or Mood is by itself good or bad,
Unless I or Myness becomes of it a part;
Some is perceived by us as happy or sad;
Whilst some we ourselves take to heart.

Extend this to everything else in our lives,
And know the Truth about God’s Creation;
In a situation where one barely survives,
Another is filled with unbound jubilation.

Permit yourself the colours of Love and Joy,
Not just today but everyday of the week;
God’s kindness is there for all of us to enjoy,
We need to have the right look or technique.

Different Colours. Different Moods. One God.

Love and Hatred; which one is greater?

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #110‘.

Good morning Friends,

Can Hatred be won over by Love?
Or does Love succumb to Hatred?
Which was created by God above?
Which can be justly called sacred?

I can give the example of two nations:
One, whose defence forces fight in love,
Other whose army gains from bad relations,
One rejoicing in hawk, other happy with dove.

Not surprisingly, the so called meek nation,
Has won every single war with the hawk;
One resulted in a third country’s creation,
Each one gave the hostile one enough shock.

Love never wants to punish the lover,
But Hatred punishes the hater enough;
Through love a new world one can discover,
But hatred can lead you to become gruff.

I wish you triumph over hatred today,
May you find joy in being good and kind;
May love be of your life the mainstay,
Even for those by hatred made blind.

As long as one loves one is a winner,
The one who hates always loses it all;
Even if in love you are merely a beginner,
In comparison to a hater you can stand tall.

Love and Hatred; there is no match.

People are unfair and ungrateful.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #109‘.

Good morning Friends,

So, you found people ungrateful and unfair,
And you concluded you’ve something unique;
Let me tell you everyone has one’s own share,
Everyone has come across such doublespeak.

We think of things from our own view-point,
People are hard-wired to think differently;
After years of our efforts they may disappoint,
By looking at our achievements indifferently.

Rather than being embittered and defeated,
It’s better to take such views in one’s stride;
No point in thinking of them as conceited,
Just go on maintaining silence that is dignified.

Those who already know need no explanation,
Those who don’t, explanation fails to impress;
There is never a reason for your frustration,
Never lose your cool ’cause of unkindness.

Maintain cheerfulness and keep your cool,
Lo and behold, your bete noire feels foiled;
He or she can try best but you’re no fool,
With criticism and let-down you ain’t spoiled.

I wish you today the art of being unruffled,
In the face of the selfish and the ungrateful;
That your positions would be aptly shuffled,
You as the loving and them as the hateful.

Maintain your cool with people.

 

 

Memories make up Life.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #108‘.

Good morning Friends,

Life is but a bundle of memories,
It is up to us to make them nice;
For some these are rich treasuries,
For others these come up with a price.

At the time when these’re in the making,
Have a quick look at your conscience;
If whilst doing your inner self is shaking,
You are likely to be haunted by subconscious.

Whether later they make you happy or sad,
Is entirely in our own hands;
We can use these as a launch pad,
To lead us into a world we understand.

Whilst it is true that Memory can be trained,
To remember or even forget things;
These will still be in our conscience retained,
In case we allowed Evil to pull strings.

In this way God has bestowed on us,
The quality of our Life in our control;
We can make it into a minus or plus,
By espying through our conscience’s keyhole.

May you make sweet memories to cherish,
Not just today but every moment and day;
May these never turn out to be nightmarish,
May they lead to happiness and not dismay.

Have happy memories in Life.

Silence is kind. Noise is the worst form of Violence.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #106‘.

Good morning Friends,

Would you kill in the name of your religion?
Or commit rape or spit in someone’s face?
Similarly, you really don’t have a godly vision,
If by your noise you kill others’ private space.

Loudspeaker noise has exactly that evil effect,
It is a form of physical and mental violence;
Your own and everyone’s peace is wrecked,
God is always to be found through silence.

Our scriptures are full of anecdotes and tales,
Whence gods got annoyed through loud noise;
Clamour is the one that turned the scales,
And made even the gods lose their poise.

So lets shun noise both within and without,
And be kind to others in our neighbourhood;
If you are really a religious follower who’s devout,
You should be as calm and kind as God would.

Today is the day when we should take a pledge,
Never to use loudspeakers for our worship;
For Noise is the surest way to drive a wedge,
Between us and God and others in our township.

Let me wish you a gentle, kind and silent day,
Whence you actually come closer to your soul;
Shun all Noise that actually makes you go astray,
From being godly and religious, your chosen goal.

Silence leads to godliness.

Song in your heart and on your lips.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #105‘.

Good morning Friends,

Song on your lips is often a reflection,
Of song that you carry in your heart;
Lo, it always has the same complexion,
Of its emotive and throbbing counterpart.

Hence, trying to make your heart clear,
Of unnecessary sadness and clutter;
Will tend to make a joyous atmosphere,
And suddenly your life would be aflutter.

Song in your heart often lends a glow,
To your eyes, cheeks and complete face;
For it makes your blood better flow,
And to your being it lends a divine grace.

The reverse is that song on your lips and ears,
Also pulsates with your heart and soul;
Depending on whether it is cheers or tears,
It works, for your inner self, like remote control.

Often painful memories reflect in sad songs,
And happy songs make your heart dance;
It is as if all the past rights and wrongs;
Are giving you another visit and chance.

Let the power of music be unleashed today,
In your life to make you happy and merry;
May you be able to dance like the blue jay,
At home with both acorn and strawberry.

Let your soul sing to you today.

 

Comparing with those who have less makes us happier.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #104‘.

Good morning Friends,

All virtues and emotions are always relative,
Hence, comparing is natural for the mind;
One should hence try not to be negative,
By being to one’s own blessings blind.

God has given us much more than others,
At the same time, than many others, less;
Whilst comparing with our sisters and brothers,
Our own advantages we should always address.

The next step is to be ever grateful to God,
For what He chose to keep in store for us;
Whilst for everything we may not be awed,
It is certainly better to accept without a fuss.

Just as you can’t exchange life with someone,
You can’t exchange your karma and fate too;
But, you can find all happiness under the sun,
If you compare with others having less than you.

The Man who is content with what he has got,
Rather than others filling him with vain desire;
He has learnt how not to be sad and distraught,
He is his own happiness’s greatest multiplier.

I wish you today plenty of inner contentment,
May you be happy, cheerful, satiated and glad;
May you never harbour undue resentment,
At somethings others have but you haven’t had.

Comparing with those who have more makes us sad.