This is my favorite yet
Sometimes
Sometimes in life, we loose control
sometimes in life, we are alone
sometimes in life, our heart cries
sometimes in life, we’re fooled by lies
sometimes in life, we forget it all
sometimes in life, its our own fault
but life’s not a moment,
not a game, not a fair not a lament
it is a gift, by the almighty of them all
it is a cry, all humans call
it is a road, we all go by
it is a question, which asks, ‘Why?’
But in this long journey of ours
we forget what we walk for
and go through the same woods
we read the same books
We walk the same old path
We think the same old way
As laid by our forefathers
who were correct in their day.
But today the times have changed
Today we need a new path
A new road a new life
a new adventure a new strive
Great history is a proof
that greatness is unique
it is change it is transition it is new
it is a path, chosen by a few.
So now the time has come
when mind and heart thinks as one
when religion meets spirituality
when philosophy meets science
when time meets management.
In this small life of ours
we have a lot to achieve
we can we should we must
or things will be as it is.
We have to stop discrimination
on petty things like race
or wisdom and experience
on lucky things like age
We have to change
our minds first of all
We must know in life
what we really want
and then act upon those changes
‘cause humanity depends upon it
this only can bring
greatness and happiness from within.
We have to accept new truths
leaving old beliefs behind
instead of clinging on to them
because we ‘think’ divine.
Because they were told to us
by our fathers
and in return to them
it was told by their fathers
Who had not thought once
Who had not asked a ‘Why?’
For what reason I do not understand
For how could one
accept with sincere certainty
that they are listening to truth
or an old story too old for these times.
I do not understand,
how could one,
give his life to an unknown
by talking to him for a heartbeat
or rather talking to him
plus two spoons of hypocrisy
We explain this treason by a simple reason
that our forefathers had not even spoken to their soulmates
before ‘the night’
and so, we have corrected their mistakes
but what they did was not a mistake
but neither may it get pardon
For it instilled the ‘culture’ to the new generation
Which passed in hands in tides of times
Which still exists, and is still blind.
I fail to get,
why our people died for independence
when ‘democratic’ India is no better
they say we get to choose the one
who gets to rule us
and we happily elect our own ruler
and subdue to his autocracy
We happily refrain ourselves
from achieving real democracy
We happily let some weirdoes
to come and fuck us
and then we proudly say
that we’re the people of the largest screwed democracy.
I doubt if there
is any fault in our wheat
that on eating even these
our best minds resort to beef
They go abroad I dunno why
when we could have them, stand by,
in times of needs
but personal greed has overcome it all
which really makes me feel small
because I know that the purpose of life
was once for to die
for the honor of our soil
And I know, that if dreams and aims
are satisfied at home
The wish to take off the soil will be gone
But if the best are not satisfied in their own country
What to say of those who lead a normal life?
Neither can they break through their jeopardy
Nor can they ever be happy.
I don’t really understand why
we fear to tell our beloved
that their simple smile is heaven on earth
that their eyes are paradise
That the only dream of this heart
Is to hold their hand and look
at their bright face
that their beauty,
is unmatched on god’s green earth
that their happiness
is the only thing that has worth
An unknown fear holds us back
An unseen devil gets ready to attack.
And one day in silence, we forget them
Like in the same silence, we loved them
And silence is all that remains
Silence stays silence passes silence endures.
I know how, the small comes out of its shell
but I do not know how, children can hate their own parents
Parents who bought them up, who taught them what life is
Who calmed us when we were angry
who made us understand when we were unwise
Who themselves marred their hunger
to ensure their children live well
who work till the end of their lives
to ensure their children lead on well
who gave up their own ambitions
because they had children to provide for
But the children hate them
because they did something right, which their children did not like
because sometimes, in the midst of their care
they lost control and did a bit unfair
because they slapped their child
when he did wrong
Because they wanted a child of character
That hope now long gone.
I have seen, that likes also attract
but I fail to comprehend the hatred which endures in human
I do not understand why
a person can hate another whom he has seen
and still love god, whom he is yet to see
I keep asking myself why
is man rude to another
why doesn’t he respect, the truths and beliefs
which are new to him
something clicks in the depths of my mind
and answers
man fears transition, this is the ancient law of stagnance
man fears the unknown, the mystified the dark
man is prone, to anything beyond him
and he vaguely tries to avoid it
thinking, that truth can be deceived
but one day, truth comes
and slaps him in shape
and man fears truth more
more even than the unknown.
That is why man, fears that science and religion
are one, he fears this more than death itself
because it hybridizes his old beliefs and new ones
it brings change in his thought process
which violates our ancient law
man fears transition.
Sometimes, life deceives us
Sometimes, we fail
Sometimes, we loose control
Sometimes, we are alone
Sometimes, we’re fooled by lies
Sometimes… we need change
This, is the last hope we have
before humanity vanishes of the face of the earth
lets leave behind
a legend
a story
an adventure
a life!
- Vishal Gupta
2nd July 2008
