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The poem starts when it starts to rain

A rain is a poem, Poem of water.

And a poem is the rain of words

Both of them are rain in their own glory

The only difference whether you can see it or not.

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There were few persons in my life who were creating problems to me. In spite of my greater understanding of life and its flaws. I was time and again dragged to the same thing. I knew that nothing is so real to harm us but still it had created a deep pain in my heart and a chaos in my brain. Understanding would help us to know things are not real but when such kind of agony pain and suffering comes to mankind he/she isn’t able to avoid those things. We do know those are not going to stay for long but that understanding can’t make our heart as a beautiful white lotus. I have been very happy at one point and very sad at the other as well. I really don’t believe those are happening. I know whenever there is a lot of happiness around there shall be sadness too lurking in the dark ready to pounce you and make you utterly sad. Desecrating Mother earth
Despite my deep meditative practice and spiritual following. I have found my heart to be inside a protective covering and even a slight gust of wind has shattered my inner being into pieces. I have really no idea about my inner ego or what I have been preserving till this date. I know I want to give up everything and just be a simple being. Deprived of desires and will I want to melt in this whole world. Just like a flower smiling with a fragrance (more…)

It is so beautiful to write on a white word document on your laptop and the more you type the clearer the things become and the concept starts being clear. I have a very good feeling right now and I want to pour into some beautiful words. I know some of you might be bored till now because I don’t have a topic till now but don’t worry life is always like that and there won’t be any topic that matters forever. I just remembered one quote that the journey is much better than the destiny that is what life is all about. We as a human being complain in every steps of life till we realize that it’s too late and soon it would be time for us to die. But the thing is only people who are happy every moment get the true meaning of life. So there is no way of happiness it’s just the understanding that you have of the life and the realization that you are not taking anything at the end of life would make you much stronger and much more better. Easy to say but only few people would be able to lead such life styles due to our human nature. Time and again you would be dragged towards greediness and unhappiness in life you really can’t figure out the problems of life.happiness_bulldogdrummond

So my article has pretty much been in shape now and it seems I want to talk more about life and its experiences. I know people are already bored and feel very sad as such moments no one would like to read or (more…)

We as a human beings are always dissatisfied. We have many dreams and wishes and either way we reach dissatisfaction. Meaning if our wish is not fulfilled then we are dissatisfied then we are unhappy. And even if our wishes are fulfilled we end up dissatisfied. That’s the most beautiful part of life that we come to realize in our own life time. So it was a lot about dissatisfaction.

Have you ever wondered why even the fulfillment of wishes leads you towards dissatisfaction? That is a very interesting thing to seek. The thing is human brains always seek for something and even if the wishes are fulfilled the brain starts looking forward to other things and such. (more…)

I found one simple software to write a book. I know writing is not easy for person who sits in front of internet and surfs. He/she would get distracted by many things. But beside distraction you need to be able to organize your ideas as well so as to write a book. A simple word program is simply not enough to write a book.writing-software

I have thought many times in my life that there is such beautiful program called Microsoft word and whenever you go in front of your computer and start typing you tend to forget everything and everything gets lost in the myst. And you would never be able to figure what is blocking you to write. You have such beautiful stories or so many things to write about and you end up with nothing when you turn on the Microsoft word program. (more…)

Can you believe the fact that reading and learning results in the loss of creativity?

I was also thinking about this topic for many months, but after careful analysis, I finally concluded that learning too much destroys creativity.Nerd

In the past 15 Years with the advent of Internet, I have subjected Ninety percent of the time into learning and acquiring new knowledge. Reading articles, learning from YouTube, New software and many things. If I look at my present moment I have learn’t so much i can do most of the things I need to do myself. I have turned into a serious Autodidact, but in contrary i have figured that i have seriously lost my creative side. I have turned into a Technical person or a Technician moreover.

I was shocked to realize that fact, because i never intended to become one, I wanted to become an artist who creates new things every day and drives the whole world into his world of imagination. (more…)

Astrology has been with us for more than two millennia’s and even with the rapid advent of science we
have failed to identify that whether “astrology” is science or just a tool to fool people. Image (more…)

Dissecting Time

Posted: June 13, 2013 in Provocative Philo ..

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Life seems very long till the point you know there is no more time left. Before that moment you always spend time as if it was in surplus but it flows in such a way that no one recognizes its flow till the end of time. End of time is a  metaphorical phrase, although there is no end of time but there is the END only for you. And that time is ticking in your own biological clock within our body. (more…)

It is really interesting to know how and where you have come from. I am an Aryan born in Nepal and right from my childhood I had a deep thought about my origin as well. Aryans are not an indigenous people of Nepal; most of them have reached Nepal migrating through India. But that was not my main concern, I was more concerned about how the whole map of Aryan people movement from the very beginning, when there were no boarders or continents.
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before the madness started.. sorry i might be wrong.. it may be after the event too … any way this writing is after being continuously smacked.. it may be really long back at about 1998-1999 …

any ways pls read and shout what so ever u think…

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Psychic theory of Mr. Dikshit

Relation between people and questions and other

Computers= may help to answer questions

Dogs and teachers = have many question

(For dogs its simple they cannot speak and for teachers because they have no answers so they are as teachers but to learn there coz they have played marbles when they were kids)

Ants= they have no such questions

Mosquito= have question about the taste of blood of particular person

Girls= have questions about their beauty

Butterfly= have questions about sex

Parrot= they can answer a lot

Simple man = has no questions

Mad man = have many questions

Scientist= have many questions with some answers

God= thought to have only answers

Answers = also have question in front of them

Me=small mind have no questions better to have no questions also no answers
(after bein smacked i thought its wise not to have questions 😀 !! )

Hazards of questions
Some pupil have question about answers

For an example: Mr. Nipun had questions about teachers answer so he was nearly smacked

Mr. Dikshit had some few small questions he was smacked for 14 years in school….etc

So after reading all this do you have any questions. I think no questions if you do have any questions then you can meet me in my office.

QUESTION ?
(Why the question mark is so small I want to make it so big about the size of any thing imaginable)

Walking down the road
I am down on to the way of death
I never realize where I am
But the road shouts at me

There are no friends to share
Every thing in this world inside a tear
Sharing some thing with someone
Dreaming; expressing my heart to someone

Sometime I think about the 7 notes
Those are also hard as roots
I am thinking of my past & regretting about the future
Regretting is not the solution but has been a way

Trying to achieve is something
But nothing seems to work for my thing
I am stuck inside a small dot here
Like an insect I am bounded by my own fear

Exploiting something is great but I can’t
I try to think about my future but
My future seems nearly equivalent to my past
Nothing seem to change only the time and fast

I am forced to think about the death
That’s never the solution of the quest
My heart whispers that there is a bright future ahead
But my mind shouts that there is no never nothing ahead

I am like a cigarette; someone is smoking me alive
I am vanishing and disappearing in the air
As a man I will and must do I want to
But confused and puzzled; what’s left to be done

There is nothing that I need to do myself
Coz everything seems to be perfectly well
That might sound funny
So I am extremely puzzled to be funny.

But I sometimes like to be like an earth
Which is stable & and is of great worth
But I can’t, coz I don’t have magic to do
So nowhere to go and nowhere for you

Even the river is also not always the same
Some times it’s small sometimes insane
But I am as I am now and then
Again and again forever the same again

Does every one think like me?
Or god invented a new definition for a fool
I sound to be foolish
Coz I have more questions than answers in me

I fly in my ocean of the imagination
I swim there but suddenly it’s the dawn
Then again I am the same man again
Who runs and shouts as a barbarian

So long and long & very very long
But nothing is there for me
I am as a null object in realm
Even changing myself is a dream

People are here to change the world
& Say I change the world, for me
But I seem to be here to die
I have not even killed a fly

Now I laugh, No one have done any thing
There are only some and few to change
I want always want to fall in those few
My drawback is that I don’t question few

No I never want to blame
My mother land & my mother too
I need to try before I say something to
There always is a way and more than two

But there are many who can use but over here
Every one has a reason to make them secure
I will never have any reason
Coz I know that I have to do something very rare.

Time is moving but I am still
I think I have lost the train
But Without the wings
I want to fly very high

What I am where I am
When will this everything end?
Why are we here
Why are you there

Questions after questions
Every question leads to another question
There seem to be and endless chain of questions
So its better I ain’t ask but try to answer some questions…………………………….