Sunday, January 28, 2007

ThE mAtRiX------A prison for your mind...

"WhO am I?"
LoVe says-"I'm everything" -WiSdOm says "I'm nothing"

If observed in the archaic realms Matrix means a womb, if deciphered literally it hints at something that constitutes the point from where something else originates and when glimpsed from the contemporary eye, its a sci-fi movie.

What is the Matrix? What is its connection to us who dwell in a world encompassed with a hyper-reality? Is there a truth residing in our cosmos or a mere representation of a fallacy through a million indistinguishable perceptions? Does the question of understanding the communication seeding at the threshold between the worlds of the supreme and a mortal's expanse arise in our monotonous life? Are we facing an existentialist perplexity?

The choice between the blue and the red pill is a choice between a life of recluse and the other of constant seeking.The fight with the agents is a War against the principle of being a faceless individual among masses."The matrix has you" is an eternal call for awakening from a simulated reality.The computer programmed stunts that can be embodied by all in sundry, hint at the equal life-potential that a human is born with but fails to conceptualize.Defying the Oracle is bending the rules of destiny.The powerful reaction to say "No" is to decide the measure of impact that any action will create on the hum-drum of one's life.

"I will show these people what you dont want them to see.I'm going to show them a world without you.....a world without rules and controls,without borders or boundaries.A world....where anything is possible.Where we go from here is a choice I leave to you."
(The epilogue to the movie)

Friday, January 26, 2007

Hyderabad Hues...GREY yet again!

“Shades of grey wherever I go

The more I find out the less that I know

Black and white is how it should be

But shades of grey are the colors I see.”

Blogging>The Name of the Game...!

Well I have had the pleasure of being a spectator for many bloggers who have played long innings in this world of expressing the "impressionable".

Being a loner in both words and actions, I was convinced that the things that empower me so provocatively would never have the same overpowering effect on even the smallest moment's of any other mortal's living space.But despite that if I'am using this virtual platform for pouring down figments of my whims and fancies, its because I want my emotions to submerge in the vast ocean of diversified human minds who stare the challenge of being read like an open book in the eye.Another fact that inspires me to be a narrator is that words are eternally varied and not absoulute like numbers-which means words can be intrepreted in an individualistic manner by all those who believe in questioning rather than blindly accepting on face-value.

So from now on I'll help you walk through the matrix of my earthly survival which is over-flowing with both ecstasy and downtrodden gloom.

To BE or Not to BE...!

Life creeps into loneliness
Showers you with numbness
Solitude echoes
Is'nt it overpowering of nothingness...

Blank visages peep from every direction
Promising vitality in a uniting institution
But a quintessential part is held back
Does'nt it lead to surrender to an emotion...

Reason of a mortal's bliss is a tickle
Losing a lifetime is a task but little
A roar for ethereal companionship
Does'nt the scream of happiness and sigh of sorrow mingle...

Oh can I conquer eternal singleness temptation...
Never will a persona reach its dual endeavored destination?

All You Who Sleep Tonight...!

Well this is not an original from me literally but yes symbolically it embodies the loneliness of my DIASPORIC survival instincts..... The long nights which I have spent away from home just shutting my eyes forcefully to catch a miniscule glimpse of that wonderland called HOME with all its elves and faeries.....

Hey doesn't one feel handicapped at writing these commentaries? How can one express feelings, thoughts and beliefs behind these words? How can one cross those limitations of the mind? But this poem, I think, will appeal to most of us. Anybody who ever lived must have been lonely, sometime or the other. Especially in this day and age which is enthralling with ambitiousness which makes us flock from our abodes to be successful in an alien land and among strangers......

"All You Who Sleep Tonight"

All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right,
And emptiness above -

Know that you aren't alone.
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years.

--Vikram Seth

Reading in Between Lines...!

Meandering Mysticism....
MeAnDeRiNg MyStIcIsM…..

Am not striving to label a phenomenon but just hint at the motiveless and idle wandering and winding ____

In Every direction possible At Every moment of a lifetime.....

The very communion which the mystics feel beyond perceptions of the physical world. The belief about the presence of our spiritual self beyond the realms of this cosmos.
The woodcut here depicts a mortal peering through the Earth's atmosphere as if it were a curtain to look at the inner workings of the universe.
The caption translates to "A medieval missionary tells that he has found the point where heaven and Earth meet...".