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Monday, February 15, 2010

Who cares? The Answer

I am Body
caught between
the tug of war
of Mind and Soul

Mind has concerns
Soul has desires
I have feelings
Who cares?

I want
to feel
happy and
peaceful

Help me!
I plead
with my mind
and the soul

Mind thinks
and says
"first handle
my concerns"

I turn to
the soul
with the hope
in my eyes

Soul chirps
"all you have to do
is fulfill
my desires!"

I buckle
under the weight
of concerns
and desires

I become numb
I let it go
let it all
just go

I stop listening
to the mind
I become deaf
to the soul

they
shout
yell
threaten

I remain
numb
silent
devoid of life

after a while
there is
a deafening
silence

no shouting
of the mind
no chirping
of the soul

all there is
is just
a void.
Nothingness.

I start
to like
this
state

tentatively
I dare
to smile
a little

I start
to feel
the life
again

I start
to feel
the strength
within

And a
realization
dawns
onto me

Despite
a million
concerns
of the mind

Despite
countless
unfulfilled desires
of the soul

I can choose
to feel
happy and
peaceful

I am
the master
of the mind
and the soul


I feel
what
I choose
to feel

I care.
- Musten Jiruwala

Who cares? The Question

I am Body
caught between
the tug of war
of Mind and Soul

I am a slave
to these
two masters
of finicky nature

who should I
listen to?
The mind?
or the soul?

Mind is clever
has memories of past
and visions of
future

Soul is naive
has no sense
of time or
place

Mind has many
tricks
to save me
when I am down

tricks like
lie, cheat,
blame,
accuse

soul is dumb
has only desires
that lands me
into trouble

desirous of
joy, love
peace,
passion

only one thing common
in them
both are
attention seekers

I listen to one
and other
yells for
attention

I am a slave
to these
two masters
of finicky nature

Who should I
listen to?
Who should I
ignore?

Mind has concerns
Soul has desires
I have feelings
Who cares?

Who cares?
- Musten Jiruwala

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Wind and Fire

five feet below the ground
with logs of wood all around
burning happily round the clock
with loved ones poking to stoke

wind got a whiff of my joy
determined to douse me with a ploy
started to play with me like a toy
with a strong intention to annoy

I smiled and let it play
since it didn't bother me in anyway
I am the fire of faith
wind of malice can't bring me death

as the wind of rumor gets stronger
I start burning brighter and longer
wind, in its fury and anger
ends up playing an encourager!

I am the fire of faith
wind of malice can't bring me death
nor can it sway me away
into revenge or wrath

I am what I am
I am faith

- Musten Jiruwala

Friday, January 15, 2010

Sitting by the side of the river...


limping lifelessly
burdened by thousands of thoughts
I collapsed by the side of the river

Shunned and pushed
by one and all
I lay there
depressed, dejected

sound of the river
seemed to drowna
in the chaos of
my mind

cool breeze
mischievously and
persistently
irritated

I gave up
and let the breeze
caress my face and
the river sing to me

after a prelude
of flowing sounds
the river started its
lullaby

"I am a drop
from the sky
fell on a leaf
pleaded to hide

leaf just smiled
and gently
pushed me
aside

I fell on the rock
clung to it for my life
with a tear in my eye
pleaded to hide

with a gentle smile
the rock too
pushed me
aside

I fell from rock to rock
and leaf to leaf
pushed and shunned
yet no relief

thousand other drops
joined me in my grief
together we struggled
with some deep belief

we kept moving
we kept leaping
we kept flowing
we kept growing

now, we move the rocks
and give life to leaves
we are unstoppable
we find alternatives

thanks to the leaf
and to the rocks
who pushed me aside
and gave me life

I move on
I keep leaping
I keep flowing
I keep growing

I am a drop
from the sky
shunned by the leaf
pushed by the rock

I am a part
of a flowing
river"

for the first time
in my life
I woke up from
a deep slumber

since then,
I keep flowing
I move on

and I feel
magical
ecstatic
alive

Every moment

- Musten Jiruwala

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

What to do...

Not so long ago
I used to be surrounded by
circumstances

Desires burnt out
on the back-burner
while I wrestled with
surviving in this society

I was blurred
in my own focus
while I focused on
lifeless surroundings

One fine day,
I gathered some courage
and did what my
heart desired

I felt
magical,
ecstatic,
alive!

Next moment,
the world
seemed to have
crashed on me

I regretted quietly
for my foolishness
and vowed never to
have any more desires

Suppressed
like a caged bird
I went about
the chores of life, again

Until one fine day
not so long ago
sitting by the side
of the river

I realized
what life is
all about

Today,
I first do
what my heart
desires

And
I feel magical,
ecstatic,
alive

Every moment.

- Musten Jiruwala
(dedicated to my love)