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Existence in Void



Listen O you! the worshiper of almighty

The admirer of lord, the supreme deity

You admire the lord the master of the living

The great, the mighty, peaceful and forgiving

The creator of of worlds – the heavens and hell

And the wonderful earth on which we dwell

He created love, and peace and affection

He created gratitude, humility and devotion.

But O the Admirer, please ask your lord

If everything around is his accord

Then why are there sorrows and tears and pain?

Why is the world ruthless, uncaring and insane?

Why is there anger and deceit and sin?

Why does a person fight his own kin?

Why are there earthquakes and droughts and flood?

Why is there terror, stained in blood?

O seeker, the inquisitive, intelligent and wise

Take a greater view and you shall realise

That joys of achievement, satisfaction and gain

And tears of sorrow, misery and pain

Are all just ways and means to find

A joy ecstatic, and peace of mind

The will to live stems from fears

Smiles are cherished by those who have tears

We do unite in times of despair

And realise the common bond we share

That feelings of affection and hatred exist

Are reasons that we still persist

So cherish the tears which you try to avoid

As they are the reason for your existence in void…

निज-साक्षात्कार | Self- Introspection



A journey of self-realization… as a extension of मैं कौन हूँ?

English translation follows Hindi…


मंद-मंद बहता पवन हूँ
मंद-मंद सुगन्धित उपवन हूँ
मैं माटी की सौंधी खुश्बू हूँ
इस ब्रह्माण्ड का अलौकिक जादू हूँ

अंजाना सा एक स्पर्श हूँ मैं
हृदयांतर का अद्भुत हर्ष हूँ मैं
अदृश्य मूक श्रोता हूँ मैं
अनकहे शब्दों का वक्ता हूँ मैं

बारिश में छिपी अश्रुधार हूँ मैं
अधूरा अव्यक्त प्यार हूँ मैं
सूखे फूलों की महक हूँ मैं
कैद पक्षी की चहक हूँ मैं

नन्हे शिशु की मुस्कान हूँ मैं
स्वच्छंद पक्षी की उड़ान हूँ मैं
एक अथक-निरंतर प्रयास हूँ मैं
धावक की अंतिम श्वास हूँ मैं

मैं असीम अपरिमित अशेष उल्लास
मैं अनंत अचल सनातन आस
मदमस्त होकर नाचने वाला मैं पागलपन
निश्चिन्त निर्विघ्न निर्विकार बचपन

मैं कभी लघु तो कभी विराट
मैं कभी भिक्षुक तो कभी सम्राट
मैं हूँ कठोर, मैं हूँ कोमल
मैं ही श्वेत, मैं ही श्यामल

मैं वीरों की ख्याति हूँ
मैं अग्नि हूँ, मैं ज्वाला हूँ
मैं माता की ममता हूँ
मैं प्रेम प्रसंग निराला हूँ

मैं वह ललाट हूँ जिसपर सूरज ने स्वयं तिलक किया है
मैं वह कंठ हूँ जिसने स्वयं अमृत-सुधा पिया है
श्रावण की पावन वृष्टि का मैं एक जल-बिंदु हूँ
पर अवतरित हो धरती पर, मैं असीम एक सिंधु हूँ

मैं ही श्रुति, हैं ही स्मृति
मैं ही रचना, मैं ही कृति
मैं समष्टियों का वृहत समाहार
मैं ही श्रृष्टि, स्थिति और संहार

मैं उस निराकार का स्वरुप अपार
मैं नर से नारायण का साक्षात्कार
मेरा पिंड ब्रम्हांड का दर्पण
मेरा सर्वस्व प्रभु तुझको अर्पण

शून्य ही मेरी जननी है, शून्य ही मेरा परम ध्येय
शून्य से शून्य के इस पथ का मैं पथिक, मैं अज्ञेय



Seamlessly flowing mild breeze

A subtly fragrant beautiful garden

I am the fragrance of the wet soil

I am the divine magic of this world


A seemingly unknown touch

A strange delight in heart’s core

An utterly silent spectator am I

An Orator of unsaid words am I


I am a tear hidden in rain

I am an incomplete, unexpressed love

I am the aroma of a flower withered away

I am the call of a bird trapped in a cage


The smile of a new-born

The flight of a free bird

The never-ending, unfailing trial I am

The very last breath of a sprinter I am


The unbounded, infinite, unending joy I am

The steady, unaltered, never-dying hope I am

I am the crazily dancing, uncaring madness

I am the carefree, limitless, unstoppable childhood


I am the small and the big

I am the beggar and the king

I am the stiff and the soft

I am the dark and the bright


I am the pride of the valliant

I am the fire of the flame

I am the love of the mother

I am the love of the love-story


I am the one blessed by the sun

I am the one who has drunk the divine wine

I am the tiny drop of the rain

I am the giant sea that does not refrain


I am the first scripture of the world

I am the creative and the creation

I am the collection of all collections

I am the creation, preservation and the end


I am the form of the formless

Conjunction of the man with the god

I am the mirror of the entire universe

And hence O lord! Everything mine is yours


Void is my creator, void is my goal

And in this journey from void to void, I am the traveller, the un-knowable…



I tried to the best of my ability to translate, but admittedly the translation is not as polished as it should be… Any reader is welcome to give suggestions for improvement…

What is it that we call Almighty

The warm sun in the sky which greets

The tender sapling beside the streets

The sapling amazed by the world so bright

As he sees the first daylight


Looking around, he searches for mates

Some tender, and others too great

He feels the breeze, and joyous he sways

Unaware of the sorrows and dismays.


How did the trees grow so tall?

Why do some fly while others crawl?

Oh dear sun; the bright; the mighty!

What is it that we call almighty?


And then the sun, shining high

Showed the sapling how birds fly

The joy and thrill to be absolutely free

To fly for miles and find a tree.

And then he said of the Kukoo’s song

The giant elephants with trunks too long

The flowers which blossom; the fragrance they spread

The colours they posses – blue, yellow and red.

All of us come here with an aim

A target; an objective we have to proclaim

A dream to add to the beauty of nature

To admire the present and build a future

Here I am on the top of the sky

Watching you all as you laugh and cry

It is my warmth that helps you grow

It is me who guides you through rain and snow.

We all seek joy peace and satisfaction

Joy of achievement, completeness and perfection

This joy is what we seek precisely

This joy is what we call almighty.

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