Doodles of the Insane

A : what do you feel?                                                B : pain. A : why? B : Because it hurts. A : Do you have a remedy? B:  Yes. Quit it! A : What is "it" ? B : Life. A : Are you sure? B : No. In a dilemma. A : what are you unsure about? B : The consequences. A : The consequences of you quitting it, huh? B : Yes. Can you clarify? A : Well, for starters, we both won't be conversing. And, the light in you would be out.     And you in you would be out of you. You will be light. The others will still be heavy. B : Sounds exciting. What about the pain? A : The pain, I can't say about it. I'm forbidden to. B : Why? Of all the wisest, why you? A : Because, maybe, I was designed to mislead the confused. B : Where do you mislead them to ? A : A New World. A New Beginning. B : Is that a better world? A : A lot be...

It seems to be the fall. The optimism about its rise  is falling to the ground. The wings that tethered  itself to the faith will never see the skies again. Everything is losing its coated color. The true color outshines. Hope seems to be dying. I can feel something now with my hands swimming through the air. It's a gate leading to somewhere. A place with the darkest of light. It could either be the dawn or the dusk with the sun down. Only Time will tell and heal.

What's this life made of? A soul to live with.. A body to live in.. Couple of hearts to break up.. Couple of Lives to mess up.. Couple of regrets to carry up.. A chosen mate to be with.. A reservoir of memoirs to drag with.. An ego to bloat up yours.. An inner voice to heed.. Above all, A dream to live for.. A dream to live upto.. A dream to live in.. For, we are all shadows of dust!

Life has taken turns and twists, at will, at its own perilous risk. And I, merely, have been a witness to whatever happened right before my eyes and aside and wide.  It has killed a physician in its womb. It has nurtured a surgeon as its twin . It has endangered the lives of a million. It has altered the history of mankind. For,   It has given a scalpel to a parkinsonian hand. It has masked an already masked face. Above all, It has proclaimed me as a surgeon! Because I, Dr. A. Jeya Anand, will become a surgeon in less than two and half years from now on and will start increasing the tail of degrees behind my name and  . I will be a product of Madurai Medical College or Government Rajaji Hospital, Madurai, to be more apt, for I spend all my time there at the hospital, Trying to elicit history from the inebriated minds of the drunkards who will be diagnosed as perforative peritonitis  and their bowel plastered with om...

Ever felt being the Sun, that ultimately nourishes every cell in this universe? Ever felt being the Water, that runs down your throat on a hot summer noon? Ever felt being the God, who imprints his signature  in every spin of his coin? Ever felt being a Mother, who derives pleasure in  sweating her blood for  a mundane life? Above all,  Ever felt being Yourself? Uninhibited, Unregulated, Uncensored, Uncivilized, Undisputed?

There was a time in my life, when I was so naive, when my purity outweighed my clarity of thoughts and my posed adipose. Then, There was a time in my life, when I had not known what love was supposed to be. when I had not conceived the idea of life. Then, There was a time in my life, when I was still wandering with beings on earth. when I was wondering what would be life after death. Then, There was a time in my life, When I understood the ultimate dogma of life. when I realized finally what it is to be dead. But, now there seems to be no time in my life.

You wave your hand & she waves it back.. You say "Hello" & she responds.. You twinkle your eyes & she winks at you.. You try to smile & she widens her's.. You start to believe that she is the one to relieve & re-live your lived out life.. With memories overgrown, and dreams over-spun, You try to chase her down, but she eludes you on her own. And at that point of gravity, you realize her.. Her voice as your echoes.. Her physique as your replica.. Her eyes as yours, reflected.. Her smile as yours, faked.. Her kiss as yours, squeezed.. Her love as nothing but all yours, undiminished.. And then you realize her.. And then you realize you & your virtual solitude, you live in.