Conflict not cry

I made you cry, I hurt you,
I saw you burst out,  I stood,
I saw you erupt, I was silent,
but why did I do that? Why?

Love or Hate?
Good or bad?
Nurture or nature?
Conflict or accountability?

Should I choose to be nice?
or should I make you better?
At what cost? Can I risk?
Can I risk losing you?

Maybe, I should, because,
a promise is a promise,
and you are my responsibility,
I will push you

I will push you,
I will hurt you,
I will make you cry,
you are my girl

I will hold you, I will be with you
I will never leave you alone,
I will push you, I will hold you,
I will see you emerge victorious!

You are my girl, a princess,
you are a champion, you can take it,
so I will make you cry, you can take it,
I will unleash the conflict, you will emerge!

 

Taking for granted

Are you taking it for granted? they ask!
Are you taking granted for granted, I ask!
Why is granted always negative, I ask!
What is its etymology, I ask!

What is grant, where does it come from?
It comes from credere, it comes from trust,
it comes from creanter, it comes from guarantee,
it comes from granter, it comes from support or consent!

Who grants something? Who granted something?
The gods granted boons, to the hermits!
The kings granted lands, to the poets!
I granted myself, a wonderful person!

I have taken a wonderful person, for granted,
the person is a gift, she is the apple of my eye,
she is the twinkle in the night sky, I see her daily,
if she is like the water, I'm like a fish, I take her for granted!

I know her value, so I take her for granted,
I can't live without her, I took for her granted,
I look for her everywhere, I took her for granted,
I cherish my moments with her, I took her for granted

When I hurt her, I cry, I took her for granted,
When I lose her, I am lost, I took her for granted,
When I maker her smile, I am overjoyed, I took her for granted,
When I make her win, I'm on top of the world, I took her for granted!

I am here to tell her that I took her for granted,
I will take her for granted, for a lifetime,
she's a grant, she's a gift, she's invaluable,
she's precious, so I took her for granted!

Sun, Mirror & Me

Bright, sunny, warm, shine,
Dark, cloudy ,chill, gloomy,
Why do we like the sunshine?
Why do we fear the dark?

Here's a perspective,
Here's a story,
a point of view,
a series of events!

The sun shines and the mirror reflects,
the mirror rejoices, the mirror becomes a star,
the mirror misunderstands, but the sun still shines,
the sun inspires, the sun mesmerizes,

The sun gives a lot of freedom,
the sun gives the space, the opportunity,
for the mirror to express,
the mirror is cheerful and full of bliss!

But the day has to make way for the night,
the mirror now sees a huge vacuum,
the mirror realizes the value,
the mirror is in tears, the mirror breaks down

And then I come in,
I hear tales of the sun,
I see the mirror in the moonlight,
very subtle, very beautiful!

If the sun is an inspiration,
isn't the sun always with you,
isn't the sun in the stars,
isnt the sun in the moon?

Isnt the sun in me,
Isnt the sun in you?
Isn't the sun an idea?
I ask, I ask the mirror?

Would the mirror miss the sun?
But the sun is eternal, how can she be missed?
Is the mirror missing something?
She thinks she is, she isn't!

Well maybe, she is, she is missing a logic!
She is missing the eternal bliss,
she is missing the inspiration of the sun,
the source of joy, the source of perseverance!

Can she remember the warmth of the early morning sunrays?
Can she remember the strength instilled, can she persevere?
Can she muster courage, can she groom conviction?
Can she gain clarity, can she see the stream of light?

Let's leave this to her, but what about me?
Well, I love the subtle shine, the moonlight,
only reminds me of the beauty of the sun,
I love my life- the Sun, the mirror and Me! 

The Infinite Abyss

Why are we so emotional?
Why are we so irrational?
Why are we so attached?
Why don't we let go things?

Why don't I get angry?
Why do I feel lost?
Why don't I tell her?
Why do I conceal it?

Why so many questions?
Am I questioning myself?
or am I questioning her?
What do I do with the questions?

Why do these questions make me stronger?
Why do these questions help me emerge?
Why do these reflections only reinforce love?
What is so special about it, what's the secret sauce?

It has to do with the roots, isn't it?
It was accidental, but look at its foundations,
it has a purpose, it has a common vision,
and once that's there, it is robust!

That's the power of deep purpose,
that you stay resolute, come what may,
the world would think you're mad,
but you'd refuse to let it go, come what may!

You stay so committed, come what may,
You hurt yourself, but you stay firm,
you walk into the abyss, but you stay firm,
you refuse to protest, come what may

That's the power,
That's the tough choice,
that's my action
and that only communicates

that I'm true, I'm pure,
I'm sincere, I'm honest,
I'm a leader, I have a dream
and you've got to trust

I'll do whatever it takes,
I'll walk into the abyss,
to get you to see my conviction,
you can't leave me,

Socrates took the poision for his love,
Socrates took the poision, for reason, for questions,
he told us- you can kill me, but you wont find
another one like me, sadly he was right!

So is every true leader, true lover
for every leader is a lover, who loves a dream,
he rushes into an abyss, if required, hurts himself,
to gain trust, to march the army forward

he gains control, he gains command,
not out of authority, not out of power,
but out of love, out of purity of purpose,
that takes the team to glory

For every leader, is a lover,
but only a true lover is a leader,
so fall in love with a leader,
and your life would be awesome,

awesome but not easy, you can't take it,
you'd be unlucky, it ain't conventional,
can you take it? it's got to be worth it!
Are you ready to walk into the Infinite Abyss?

The Purest Mistake

What is purity?
What is Truth?
What is Dharma?
What is Humanity?

Why experiment?
Why question?
Why find out?
Why do it?

Do we know it?
What can we do?
Do we want to know?
What can we lose?

Can you lose a lifetime?
Can you lose your reputation?
Can you risk it all?
Can you sacrifice it all?

Do you such grit, such courage?
Such grit, which no one calls courage?
Such sacrifice, which one calls?
Do you know the pinnacle of human achievement?

A man of such did exist, generations may question,
it may be doubted, doubted Einstein, he asked us,
to reflect and to let the ideals stay, before they,
before they evaporate, we better do

This man has stretched himself too much,
to conduct his experiments with truth,
to show us the pathway of Sat-Chit-Ananda,
he is hard to comprehend, but he is worth it

He showed us austerity, that happiness is in simplicity,
He showed us non-violence, that strength is in forgiving,
He showed us economics, for a more inclusive world,
He showed us Truth, that we are explorers, humble explorers!

More than that, she showed us how to question ourselves,
the answers are all within us, but can you question yourself deeply?
It will hurt, can you hurt your body, can you take it?
You will lose the world in the process, can you still take it?

If you can do that, you meditate with Mahtama, Gandhi could!
Tagore realized that, but when do we realize?
Can you question Gandhi, can you critique Gandhi?
Can you unearth the greatest of treasures, the Mahatma!

He has made mistakes too, but when one reflects so much,
even the mistake is one worth reflecting on, it says so much,
with such sacrifice, mistakes are not critiqued, can we do that?
Can we critique, can we reflect, can we learn from Gandhi!

I am trying, I learn the art of hurting myself,
I learnt the art of not blaming the world, of questioning myself!
It is hard, to stop blaming others, to hurt yourself!
but I can do that, Mahatma is here, Gandhi is here, with me!

Now let my actions count, let my wisdom manifest,
let the world see my impact, let them be impressed,
so they could forgive Bapu, Mahatma,Gandhi, all the mistakes,
for it is a pure mistake, unseen mistake, unmatched purity!

Thank you Bapu, thank you Gandhi!
thank you for your experiments,
thank you for the path of truth, of questioning oneself,
Thank you Mahatma, for the pure mistake!

The Twinkle Star

I am so lost, I am walking, I am walking,
I do not know where I am going, I am lost,
What am I doing, I don't know, I am lost,
Why am I doing, I don't know, I am lost!

I am not just lost, I am wounded, I'm hurt,
But I didn't even realize I was hurt, I as lost,
I was facing a low, I didn't let me realize that,
I am too strong, I thought, but am I strong?

The night is dark, the night is chill, the night is still,
The night refuses a pathway, the night refuses light,
The night can intimidate, the night can crush you,
But the night ain't bad, the night needs a little light

You need a small ray of hope,
and you need the conviction,
to follow that ray, come what may,
can you find it?

Can you find the conviction?
Because you've found the light,
you've found it already!
It is within you, yes within you!

I found my source of light,
my bundle of joy, fun and happiness,
I am so ecstatic, I am so euphoric,
I have found the twinkle star

She smiles, she cares, she heals,
She is the warmest one out there,
She absorbs, she takes all the wounds,
She is the strongest one out there!

With her on my side, I can fight it all,
With her on my side, I question, I see it,
With her on my side, I find my answers,
With her on my side, I've got to win them all!

But do I deserve this? This ray of hope?
Why do I question this? Why do I this?
Am I taking her for granted? Am I waiting for the sun?
Why can't I see that immaculate stars don't exist!

Oh boy, I love travelling with her, like a little child,
who loves running with the star, spotting it all the way,
I love the time I spend with her, forgetting my egoes,
she is with me, and this ain't a dream, this is rosier!

This is reality, a reality which couldn't be foreseen,
a reality which embarasses Utopia , this is true!
Why do I question, this is true, I found her,
let me experience, every moment, I love her!

She is the twinkle star, I've got to make her smile,
I have never cried, but she makes me cry,
for she is the twinkle star, she is the impossible one,
I have got to make her smile, I have got to make her smile!

I may see her all through the day,
I may miss her through the night,
she is the morning Twinkle star,
with her love, she dominates the sun

She is incredible, but it takes a true man,
it takes a true man, to see the real her,
can I find that true man within me, can I see her
I don't know, but I can see the twinkle star!

A Renaissance Teacher

Who is a good student?
Who is a good child?
Are you a born sinner?
Are you born very pure?

Why was Steve Jobs called a kid?
Why was Richard Feynman called a kid?
Why were visionaries called kids?
Is success about being a kid?

Why was Mahatma Gandhi's purity compared to a kid?
Why are Tagore's reflections compared to a kid?
How can such maturity and depth be compared to a kid?
Is empathy and purity the virtue of a kid?

What is a child's potential?
What is a child born with?
Are we unleashing the potential?
Are we giving the child a chance?

Does curiosity have to be encouraged?
Does curiosity have to be taught?
Or does it just imply lack of trust?
Should the child be given the comfort to speak?

Is child's question relevant?
Or is the teacher unable to connect the dots?
Can the question draw the child to the idea being taught?
Will any child be left out, if you can do that?

Why do we first explain and then take questions?
Or why do we believe that it starts with a question?
Do we question because we understand or because we think?
Does thinking or understanding have to being questions?

Do we have to initiate it?
Or is it already initiated?
Do we embrace it?
Do we challenge our assumptions?

Is the system doing enough?
Will the system change?
Is it a stalemate?
Would the change start with us?

First things first, would you use authority against a child?
Would you use authority or would you dialogue?
Would you keep authority as a last resort or as an excuse?
Does exercise of authority imply that you're incompetent?

If you realize you couldn't dialogue,
If you realize you had to use authority,
would that unsettle you, would that make you introspect?
would this ensure that kindle the child's natural potential?

Would you ask it as a question, being open ended?
Or would you give it as an answer, as a dogma?
Would you ask the child to conform to status-quo?
Or would you ask the child to intellectually rebel?

Would you teach the child facts and patterns?
Or would also discuss the exceptions?
Would you teach the child how to face life?
Or would you also how to face adversity?

If your child knows to deal with ten situations,
how does the child learn to deal with his own situations?
Would you be able to teach a child to extrapolate?
Would you be able to extrapolate an insight out of experiences?

Would you leave this to chance?
Is hope our strategy?
Or do we have a definite way?
What do we do?

A passionate teacher, an enthusiastic student, a progressive parent,
do they suffice or do we need more? History?
Do we seek the virtues of the giants? Can we stand on their shoulders?
Do we seek abstraction? Do we seek insights?

If you were truly connected to the questions,
would the child be with you, all the while,
would you win the child? would the child want to make you win?
Would you win as a teacher? Would you both win?

If you win the child, won't be plates be placed back in the kitchen?
If you win the child, won't the child be polite in conversation?
If you win the child, won't the child behave the way you wish to?
Do you change the child or do you change yourself?

Do you discipline the child behaviorally?
Or do you discipline yourself intellectually?
Do push the child or do you push yourself with questions?
This isn't rhetoric, this is a dialogue

It appears like a rhetoric, it is misleading,
it appears as thought I'm judging, I am only understanding,
I am only understanding, the vacuum and the void,
the intellectual vaccuum which prevents you,

The void in your worldview, which prevents you from seeing,
from seeing the obvious, which is right in front of you,
 the giants have seen it, they have epistemological humility,
can you see it, can you be a Renaissance Teacher?