by Shiva Sharan

A mental tango

The floor has been set.

The music has been put on.

The participants await, in eager anticipation of the back-and-forth

Hoping to be sometimes playful,

Sometimes challenging.

An outstretched hand

A swirl and a twirl

Counting the other to be ready for the counter-move,

The one that’s necessary, for completion’s sake.

They look to inspire the best in each other,

And, if need be,

They’re quick to make up for one another.

by Shiva Sharan

A Spiritual Guide to Existentialism

You are merely a manifestation of life, of energy, of spirit. That’s all you really are.

You got three choices –

  1. You can put an end to your manifestation.
  2. You can complain and grouch about the existence of your manifestation until it gets over.
  3. You can do what your manifestation’s mind feels strongly about, and not engage with the shallow ego.

The world exists so that it can watch you giving yourself meaning and purpose. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Don’t ever take yourself too seriously or worry about every single thing you’ve done. Your decisions are more or less left to chance, and what you’ve made your mind up for, at the moment, is what you’ve made your mind up for. They weren’t anymore in your control than they had been.

We are but, merely, creatures of existence, with no sole or bigger purpose. We are all too small in the world. We can only make use of what existence has provided us with, and seek divinity and blessing in that. That is the ulterior purpose of life.

 

 

by Shiva Sharan

To each, their own, and thoughts circling it

You’ve got your dreams and your zeals,

Your adorations and infatuations,

And things you’ve got to do,

Just for their sake;

But is that all you crave,

Is that all you want –

Do you not put your heart out on the line,

And perhaps enjoy a little bit of mellow,

A little bit of tenderness,

In the form of a human

Do you not crave a shared joy,

Or perhaps a fulfilling contentment,

In the arms of a lover

Do you not, for once, look in front of you,

And think about the possibilities,

Of what could be –

Or is it just the things you’ve got to do,

Just for their own sake.

by Shiva Sharan

Dreams of reality

As I type this, I am aware of my breathing. I am aware of the sensation of my fingers on the keypad, of the aftertaste of bitter coffee inside my mouth. I am aware of the shade that a friend threw at me and how that made me feel. I am aware of my anxiety for my date tomorrow. I am aware that these things are not me, and that my thoughts and feelings are not me.

I’ve consciously made it a point to not let these get to me ,  to the core of my being. I’ve learnt to differentiate my thoughts and feelings from myself. I’ve learnt that it is an imagined reality, after all.