The gift of the God

The God is blind

In distribution of fortunes,

But is kind

In giving away a gift

To all alike,

Which is that no one knows

When he will die,

Which is why each one lives,

Till he dies,

With hopes kept alive.

22.10.97

For the fair deal

Your thumb and index

Only labour most

To deliver you the best.

But which finger do you adorn

With a golden ring?

Why should you, then,

Cry for fair deal from others?

22.10.97

Of beauty

Hen to cock, cow to bull, and pig to bore

Are as much a beauty as woman to man

In the arena of sex. Beauty is at naught

When bereft of lust in an individual.

01.05.97

To triumph is to succumb

Echoed Sugreeb,

‘I annihilated Bali!’.

Ecstasies from his wife,

‘I am redeemed’.

But wept his father,

‘I lost a son’.

Pledged the wise,

‘We wiped out the pest’.

Bowed the mankind,

‘We are saved best’.

But the Creator felt,

‘The nature is at its worst’.

Man triumphs nature

To succumb to Nature.

09.07.97, Agartala

No risk, no gain

One seed dies to produce million.
Not to lose is not to gain.

Some die to redeem the rest.
Not to stoop is not to rise.

Ego dies to earn wisdom.
Not to listen is not to learn.
08.07.97

Brave is the tiger

Gregarious is not the tiger.
Gregarious is not the Banyan.
So is any brave man.
Gregarious is only deer and grass,
Like of who are the cowards.
Only the insecure one seeks peers.
01.07.99

Bitter is stronger

The lender remembers but the debtor not, the debts.
The injurer forgets but the wounded not, the hurts.
Better be off violence if not of benevolence.
12.07.97

The Priceless

Hello, My dear Vendor!
‘Could you sell me a guitar?’
‘Why not, come in, my Master!
Take it, a brand new, for a hundred.’
‘Is the other less the cost, as looking old?’
‘Yes, yes, it is only half a hundred.
Should you go for a secondhand?’
‘The one still old, kept yonder?’
‘An antique, well above ten hundred.’
‘O, My God! Useless, still priceless!’
22.02.97

Himsa- the Food

Near the tube-light, on the wall
stood a lizard, with steadfast head,
catching its prey. How many killings?

In the backyard, under the trees,
were darting hens, with alert beaks,
pecking their prey. How many killings?

Inside the kitchen, beneath the oven
lies our pet kitten, with gleaming eyes
to smother rats. How many killings?

No life without food;
No food without life
07.08.97

To triumph is to succumb

Echoed Sugreeb,
‘I annihilated Bali!’.
Ecstasies his wife,
‘I am redeemed’.
But wept his father,
‘I lost a son’.

Pledged the wise,
‘We wiped out the pest’.
Bowed the mankind,
‘We are saved best’.
But the Creator felt,
‘The nature is at its worst’.

Man triumphs nature
To succumb to Nature.
09.07.97

Fret not

Dread of all dreads is Death.
To court it is ultimate.
The rest all is less in threat,
Of that why should you fret?
29.06.97

Nothing is bad

What he fought for as a Jurist,
He will have reversed as a Jury.
What he craved as a Have-not,
He will have denied as a Have.
What he indulged in as a Man,
He will have resented as a Woman.
What he imposed as a Ruler,
He will have retaliated as a Subject.
Each one is right for one’s action
From a certain position.
‘There is nothing good or bad
But thinking makes it so.’29.06.97

Are you rich?

Because parents are rich
I am not rich.
Because brothers or sisters
Or in-laws are rich,
Because own children are rich
I am no richer.
Unless I myself am rich
I cannot be rich.
Too late to understand
And hence poor I went.
Agartala17.07.97

To relish, deliver.

Art, if not cast,
Craft, if not shown,
Thought, if not spelt,
And love, if not flown
Are of a child unborn
Or breast not suckled.
No pleasure is derived
To one from what conceived
Unless one gives birth to it.
05.04.97, Agartala

Pain conceals Pleasure

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  Is it that every one
  Ever seeks pleasure, never pain?
  Isn’t that a woman
  Courts at delivery her pain,
  Or that a lad stakes his life in a battle?
  Isn’t that a girl
  Forgoes her parental care to flee
  With her boy?
  Also a beggar emptying his bowl
  To the one, still poorer?
  Pain, embraced, leads to Joy.
  Pleasure contrived, leads to peril.
  Each pain is a step towards Joy
  And is a yardstick to scale the Joy.
  04.08.96, Agartala
  

The Service

One earned ‘a penny’
For every pound of rice sold
And the other ‘a sovereign’
For each horse, traded.
Who reaped a greater profit?
I am at a loss to know.
It depends on turnovers in a given time.
The one who earned in penny
Could in no way be behind,
With his turnover matching.
Petty services in multiples
Take one to Bliss as well.
05.08.96 Dharmanagar, Tripura

The strange Heaven

Where there is pleasure but no pain
Where I can seek joy without pang,
Where I can search for knowledge without doubts,
Where there is no illness but health,
And where there rules freedom without thralldom
Into that heaven I want to go,
Knowingly that I can’t.
20.08.96,Dharmanagar, Tripura.

The Awareness

Pleasure and pain
Are born out of brain,
Which is the seat of mind,
Governing all the senses.
No-love and no-hate
Are also born out of brain,
Which is the seat of awareness,
Buried deep in the brain.

Joy and sorrow
Are the products of mind.
No-tear and no-laugh
Are the manifestation of awareness.
One is brute and the other mute.
Adopt them as you please.
02.08.96, Dharmanagar, Tripura.

Urge is the taste

Any water is tasty
When you are thirsty.
Any woman is sexy
When you are crazy.
Taste lies on feeler’s urge.22.07.96, Agartala

Separation- a blessing

When I lived with you
I could recollect now,
How you had pestered me.
Or nagged me.

When I lived away,
I could only recollect,
How you had lulled me
Or teased me.

Separation is a blessing
for rejuvenation.
19.07096, Agartala