A Chronicle for the feeble

A conflagration within
Destroying prejudice,
Tempering the soul

There may be people better,
Surely some not so good as,But there's no one like you;
That's never enough is it ?

Climbing higher and higher,
Feeding desire only increases the blessed emotion,
Soon chants will emerge - 'Man for God! Man for God!'

I love you so much, I wait for you to go,
The soul trapped in your body;
Only then will it be with me forever

Hand over the reigns to the devil,
Only then will they learn to treasure You.
If it weren't for the animals.. there would be no rain on earth.

Let me fall in despair,
Let me get helpless in the wilderness,
Let me learn to cling on to that last hope, the hope of finding hope.

I search for a conscience on e-bay,
I put mine up for free, but it comes back to me.
What are we, just sharks in the sea?

My hands rise in prayer,
But they fear to ask for anything,
What if my wishes come true?


Lets get real low,
'As long as I get to have my way too, sling all your insinuations on me'
The motto of this world, it seems to be.


Mairaj Zindran

Destiny

In a couple of weeks Arsenal takes on Barcelona in the finals of the Champions league 2006.
After playing 180 minutes of diffident, pathetic, toothless and shamelessly defensive football, Arsenal beat Villareal in the semi-finals to set up their date with destiny in the finals.

It forces me to think.. is life all about destiny? That no matter how hard you run, you will fall short of the red ribbon if that's your destiny? Or for that matter, no matter what you do to blow yourself up, you will make for dinner if big brother destiny says so?

Thats about all the strength I have for writing today... I'm stuck up in office, desperately hallucinating about sleeping on a bed with 4 pillows.. knowing that that's not gonna happen for quite a few hours...

Parallel Lives

There's this small time food vendor a small distance away from my office premises. Everyday i see a number of rickshaw and truck drivers making a stop out there, eating whatever the shack has to offer. Come to think of it.. dont we live the same lives?
Working all day .. feelin hungry .. stopping for a quick snack .. off to work again.
Well, there is one difference, the WADS OF GREEN $$$
But really, all life is a mirror..if u look closely enough, u'll see that all of us ultimately lead parallel lives...

The Gallows of my Heart

An unfulfilled dream – a crown of thorns…
Tomorrows’ desires – so close yet so far…
Tying me down, both of them,
This to the future, that to the past.

I try to make the present my abode.
Reflections of failures and shades of uncertainty
Make the present no more different –
‘tis the future I feared…will be the past I shall mourn.

I escape from the oceans of heartless sorrow
Into the drop within…
Little do I know, that the drop is an ocean –
Of endless regret, of unholy desire.
I am lost in transition, I am lost in the ocean.

I erect walls around me…
Walls of benediction; protecting me from uncertainties to come.
But the walls they deceive me, protecting me not from regrets of the past.
Nay. They are the walls of malice, of endemic ambivalence.

I look at the lines on my face…
A scar for each one on my heart.
I search in desperation, for that companionless wrinkle. I find… none.
C’est a la vie.

I wait for retribution, for that sweet dirge.
For then there shall be no regret, there shall be no fear.
For then I shall sleep… without the fear of wakening.

Mairaj Zindran

Delusional Social Animal

We keep hearing this one -- Man is the most intelligent of all living beings, simply 'cz he can think for himself. Yeah, so do I; humankind IS at the top of the food chain.... and atop the culpable genocide chain.

But wouldnt it be fun for an instant to think of an alternative. That man is not remotely near the top of any chain at all ? That we are at the lowest of the lowest rung of every ladder possible of every concievable chain in every dark little corner of the universe?

Consider - man struggles day in and day out for that drink at the end of the day.. and all a dog has to do is lick his physically starved mistress or listen to his emotionally vaccumed master and presto -- he gets his doggy bag - FREE...... What if the dog were an unimaginably intelligent creature and knew that all he has to is to entertain his owner to get that free doggy packet.. What if he knew that and was taking advantage of that by having a little pity on a 40 yr old hag and a 30 yr old drunk emotional dimwit.


Imagine - man spends millions on building aircrafts that are more prone to crashes that George Bush's medula oblongata..but an eagle already knows how to navigate the skies.. What if the eagle could help man but wanted to keep all it's logistics to himself. What if the eagle takes sadistic pleasure in seeing a plan crash each time.. and massages it's narcissism each time it happens...

What if the entire animal race knew of it's superiority and planned an elaborate facade to act like dimwits and get the lower human race to work for it's pleasure....

What if? Yeah, what if?

The Indian Penchant

A little too early in the morning to put in a post... or maybe it's a little too late in the night. Nonetheless, who cares.
Today when I see loads of garbage strewn all over the streets of bombay and india, it compels me to look for answers - Why are we like this? Why do we do everything in our power to keep our dwellings clean, and not care a bee's hum for the world outside.
These questions take me to the days of the Non Coop movement, where MKG urged the Indian citizens too completely boycott British goods. I get the feeling that somehow the masses misinterpreted what MKG had to say. MKG wanted to drain out as much of the British income as he could, he wanted the people to realise that they too can stick it up to the British, no matter how insignificant that sticking up would be.
As I look at it, the masses misunderstood MKG as saying that India was better than the UK. He said - 'Boycott their clothes' They heard - 'Khadi is better'. He said - 'Boycott their schools' They heard - ' English education is evil' . He said - ' Love your nation' They heard - ' Hate the UK'.
From there on came avout a feeling of 'HOLIER THAN THOU' in the minds of the people.
Then, it was 'India holier than UK' .. Some years later 'INDIA HOLIER THAN PAK' .... now sadly, it is ' ME HOLIER THAN THOU'.
This compels me to theorize - is it this very feeling of HOLIER THAN THOU that is responsible for the garbage strewn streets we see all over the place?
Something like --
My colony holy
the footpath i despise
So that's where the garbage goes,
Come rain or sunrise.
We are so self indulgent that we just dont view ourselves in a holistic sence anymore.
We're so self obsessed that we believe that we are responsible only for our own selves and not for the aire around us.
People go around throwing their personal shit all over the place,
Industries arrogantly release affluents in erstwhile pristine lakes and streams
Nuclear waste is scattered all over the oceans and sees - who cares about the brooding salmon?

Ye, Im convinced - doubt if there can be any other explanation to this..........

The irony of it all

Hmmm Just another today.
I really feel odd when people say that they're here in this world to get to an end. To achieve something big. Come t0 think of it, the 'end', if veiwed in conjunction with what the world is really about is an irony in itself.
Take a long distance runner - he completes a lap, now - he could be happy that a lap has ended, or just plain pissed off 'cause he's got to run another one all over again! and another one, and another one, and another one.
And what about the days and nights! One ends, only to start 12 hours later. pfff!!
Yep, the end is nothing but a prelude to the beginning.....
Talking about days and nights.. have you ever wondered why people have this cruel fantasy for destruction ??? Think about it. People love watching an eclipse - what the hell is an eclipse, the suns overcoming, aint it boy??
We love watching a failed businessman immolate himself on the streets, but whos gonna watch a documentary on his life where he's wondering why he has to were nappies all day as a child?
We end up watching Nat Geo investigates -- and the best part of it is the Kill Score - 300 fall to a veritable mud slide (Slide - invariably brings out the Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee from within)
And what about agony aunt. She don't want to sort out your life maaan. All she wants is to laugh her head off on your destruction when you think she's gonna sort it out.
C'mon now. Just the other day there was a whole section of a newspaper dedicated to Bjorn Bjorg - his career, his liaisons, and YES his destruction - in that he wanted to sell off his Wimbledon trophies for a secure financial future. Take a guess at part what i read :#
Talking of liaisons, i feel the most profitable business in the world today is the business of marriage - After all you can't spell Alimony without mon(e)y.
MONEY aaah yes money.... green wads sticking out of my pocket. Now im really serious about what i'm about to say - Money has truly messed up the world .TRULY.
......to be continued