Thursday 14 December 2017

Stumbled upon this:

"Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. Our life has no end in the way in which our visual field has no limits." -- Wittgenstein

Sunday 26 November 2017

The end

And then there is death. At the end, of course. But that is redundant. The death is always at the end. Not really? It depends on the end one is talking about. The end of what? The end of everything? Or just the end of life? Aren't both the same? Who knows! But, of course, death is some kind of an end. The plain truth is that one doesn't know it. But, is knowing better than not knowing. It is not about better or worse, its about knowing, just knowing, for the sake of knowing. For some unknown reason, one aspires for knowledge, just for the sake of knowledge. Does knowledge change things? Who knows! But, anyway, the death is unavoidable and it is knocking at the door, furiously. Who cares! Yes, everybody cares. Almost everybody. Maybe everybody. Everybody alive, for the dead has nothing to do with the death. Really? Who knows!  

Friday 10 November 2017

A conversation

It was about 3 pm when I completed my lunch and proceeded to pay the bills at the counter. The restaurant was small and beautiful and was being run by the owners themselves: a young couple. I saw a little girl, the daughter of the owners, at the reception. While paying the bills, I asked her mother, how old was she. "Just five", she replied. Then I started conversing with the girl.

"What is your name?"
"My name is Aditi* and my best friend's name is Rose*."
I didn't hear her clearly, so I asked it again.
"My name is Aditi and my best friend's name is Rose", she repeated the same as if her best friend is inseparable from her.
"Good, my name is Sandeep", I told her, though she didn't ask my name.
"What is your mom's name?", she asked me.
I told her my mother's name.
"What is your sister's name?"
I told her that I didn't have a sister.
"Then, what is your brother's name?"
I told her my brother's name.
Exhausted by the longest streak of conversation I had that day so far, I said goodbye to her and her mother and left the restaurant. I felt that the kindness shown by kids is unparalleled in this world.

*Names changed to have this footnote.

Sunday 17 September 2017

Life

Life stands between science and religions. For science, as of now, life is just another phenomenon, an amazing one though. For religions, life is the central phenomenon. Finding how important life is to the universe seems to be the key for science to progress. Is a perceiver necessary for the universe to exist?  

Saturday 2 September 2017

Veils thoughts and rebirth

When I realized that there was a veil over the thing I was looking at, out of curiosity and by natural instinct, I removed the veil from the thing. To my surprise, there was another veil over the thing. This continued and I kept removing veils from the thing and piled the veils beside me for counting at the end. When this process was over, there was nothing. This was a shock of surprise for me. I turned to count the veils. Adding to the shock, I realized that the veils were not there. Had they ever been there? It came to me as a spark that they were only in my mind. Whose mind?, I asked myself. While trying to look at me, I couldn't see me except this current of baffling thoughts, the only thing I was sure of. The current of thoughts continued and dissipated around giving birth to similar thoughts. Then there rose a rather rattling thought that the only things that exist were thoughts and intents. 

Wednesday 1 March 2017

The magic

There is nothing more perfect a magic than the universe. One gets a ticket if and only if she is part of the show.  The magician seems to be nowhere or everywhere.

Wednesday 22 February 2017

Symmetry

Though every act of creation breaks symmetry, asymmetry is incomprehensible in this universe. 

Tuesday 3 January 2017

Sunlight

Drench me in your light, O Sun
Till all my sickness vanish;
You are a rarity in this winter
I am rarer myself, though.