Question

Question

~ C M Vairale

Why is the inquisitive one
How is the scientist speaking
When is the restless being
What is the surprised human
Which is the doubtful person

Why and when is an the eternal query
How and why a persisting doubt
When and How is always in introspect
Why and What always a mystery
Why and Which answers to reason

Instead of enjoying the answers to life
we waste our time and energy in questions
Instead of utilising what we 'have'
we while away our acumen in what we don't
One life, so little time
One self so little else

Priorities decided by the "so Sigh iety"
everything in comparison and no originality
All for a show and ego trip
one's happiness lost in other's grip
The real world never ever wandered
all in outer space is squandered

False religions,caste ,creed and Egos
Wrong ethics,morals and priority logos
The real friend and family forgotten
the forced marriage institution rotten
It should be thus, this and there
no reasons and truth stern anywhere

Love,Kindness,compassion,care gone for a toss
With all false wants and demands at a loss
Male chauvinism and humanity at a cross
Proving to the artificial manmade world ....
who is the Boss

It is tough

It is tough 

~~C M Vairale

To go against the Wave of Human habit
To dance,skip,walk and not hop like a rabbit
To not follow age old ways and rituals
To change and have modern norms for nuptials

Ages have gone by and the world moves on
Yet society wants you to follow bygone
In our caste this and our religion that
Just following blindly and copying pit pat

Are there any shoulds & musts to get married
Should one do it at any cost and n not be worried
Is the guest list binding to the parent's invite
with no compassion, care in the relative light

Spending more than required really
showing off the world,your's truly
Finances all tight and short of coming
isn't a serious simple marriage becoming

Make this, give that on their feet lay your hat
Are we not one team, both to bowl and bat?
Uncaring relatives and jealous relations
making snide remarks and muttering insinuations

The occasion is that of happiness and joy
Not that of conniving exploitation and ploy
The families grow and extend themselves
All are human ot wolves, foxes and elves

Sacred be and stay this man made institution
Not a reason to fight, die and plead execution
May the new world and new born be given hope
And not make the couple's parents difficult to cope.

Inspect,in retrospect

Inspect,in retrospect
~C M Vairale

Born a Male
has it's own tale
to enjoy,succeed and not fail
Sitting with comfort like in a rail

Male chauvinism all around
high in the air,never on ground
Right to do whatever and choose
Never afraid of a social noose

As a child you grow
later you come to know
girls are your whim n fancy
be it Anne , Mary or Nancy

As you mature so does need
enticing you in a life of greed
Coming of age you want satisfaction
Thinking of ways to relieve one's tension

Society has a proper institution
Avoiding the road to prostitution
Marriage is the vehicle of carriage
Legal for the weak,strong or average

Choose a girl of your choice to mate
Whether you love, like or hate
Both tied in the social bonding
the road unknown ,high,low or winding

Doesn't the girl have a choice
Why be tied in by a parental vice
Like the man she too would want a virgin
Not like a car in 'no entry' to barge in

Having that thought in mind always
I never let my mind travel it's ways
A rude shock though awaited
when my own partner was baited

Surely no poetic justice was made
Should have I in my life have strayed?
Life can be rude and so can society
Which has no love ,consideration or pity

How can the human lure with vice
in to greed,money,wealth and avarice?
Is there no human without easy virtue
leading this life, proving to be true?

Many a Man and Woman self centred
Spoil the social fabric torn and ruptured
Compassion,Empathy,Consideration unseen
Not bothered,daunted, selfish and Mean.

Writing a letter....a waning habit.

Looking back a lot has changed and continues to at a deadly pace.

A simple thing like communication by letters.Gone are those days of a Postcard,Inland letter and more so the International Mail letter (Aerogramme).

I remember being a Letter-In-charge in my school SSPMS Pune. All boarders were supposed to write at least one letter every week.It was to be collected ,noted and shown to the Principal. If one did not do so,he would be questioned. Good habits were inculcated by parents and in school.Gone are those days when one is taught the right things ,especially by example.Surely, electronics is the culprit for many a thing and for it's influence on human life and living.

I would love to pen my thoughts in letters.I also would dream of better pens,inks and nibs to write.Possession of a classy pen would be a treasure.Pages and pages flowed as I wrote due to the streaming flow of thoughts.In fact, in search of more friends to write to ,I joined the IYS (International Youth Society) and made friends (Pen Pals). I had a long time Pen pal from the year 1972 who wrote back till the year 2000.Why so suddenly the letters stopped has been a mystery.I did try to get her on the Internet but alas.She was from Tasmania.

Making use of a medium for the right(write) purpose is important.Snail mail as it is called has it's own charm and personal touch.I miss this but have settled down to blogs and internet writings.Having made quite  few social groups, the satisfaction of a letter to and from a friend is still missed out on.

Things one cannot express by voice can be very well described by words on paper.The paper also serve to b a living document and a proof that can be passed on well into history.A letter can be read and reread without electric power.I can be carried along as reassurance.It can explain a lot of detail without fear or shame.The written word,promise,accolade etc... is 'Priceless'

I would never stop writing if I could but typing isn't my forte' and too much can be irritating...lol.

Could the Media Be more responsible to Make a Better Society

I will enter my 60th year soon this year....

I have grow up from a 'Chawl' in a town with a Municipal council in the Berar region of Vidarbha.
Now Values and Culture are too big words for my understanding.I have my own thoughts about LIfe Living and Livelihood.

I consider myself blessed to have been born to such parents,,,and I am sure many are too.
I believe in 'destiny and fate'.I believe there is some power call it what you may...He She It....

I have too many things in my life so presented that I can't call them coincidences !!!

I belong to one of those generations in which we have seen the MOST possible....From foot,carts,cars to Jets and Rockets. From sent humans messages ,letters,telegrams to mobile ,satellite phones to Ipods.

The change is beyond imagination and real! I can't deny the growth of human achievement. Alongwith the values of Technology and Material importance created by the human.

I am also very sad to see the other side of the coin .....Man is growing apart...love and care seem to lose value and importance. The wanting is more than Need and the Desire is more than contentment.

True Life values are losing their importance and existence..... The machine is taking over Man.

Show is blinding reality... falsity and superficiality is eclipsing genuine Purity.

Everything is in terms of Business..... What will you get ? If you do this ? then Why? The Word is losing it's power...Assurance is no Insurance today!

Money is taken away from us by False promises, dreams and Imaginative possibilities. Time is wasted along with energy and Wealth in pursuance of Capitalistic fibs and lies. An eyewash and entry into the world of Stress and Agony.

True so called Values and Culture is not at all Shown and publicised by ALL Media. Grabbing money from the common man's pocket is it's biggest crime.

Media is the fourth estate and has an important part to play in this modern world of communication.

Please ask your conscience and be more Responsible...... Print , Audio, Video, Internet... all media please delve in your hearts and souls.....

Think of King Ashoka who had it all and then realised....... are you waiting for doom?

Swami Vikasananda Smrutibimb (Reflections of Memories)

Vikas Ashram Nagpur..... memories of Swami Vikasananda......always remembered and cherished......

Life is Lost in Living
and
Living is Lost in Livelihood

~ Swami Vikasananda

 His seat of loving reception at Vikas Ashram...Nagpur.

His words in Shripad Ashram , Gwarighat,Jabalpur

On the banks of the Narmada....

 

1. .Jai Shree Gurudev Dutta

MY CHOICE

Just a Viewpoint..... Friends..

Man made society and then later it's different constituents..
Charles Darwin and other Social Scientists had "Practical Theories"
The human or any animal that procreates needs a mate just like- Food for hunger, Water for thirst, so also a mate for sex...
So ,therefore:-" Might is Right" was Nature's way of survival and many an individual was deprived of a mate......
An institution called marriage was constituted
Now.. all this is 'under the garb of civilisation' a forced act.
Taking advantage of this...the MCPs take this to their convenience and then are born... words like Duty,Adultery,Blasphemy etc....
If an individual Male or Female doesn't get their "need" ...like food or water...and sex what does one do?

Each individual has "A Choice" which he/she call MY CHOICE....

Sex is just one part of many choices but it is the one which most disturbs the MALE EGO ....

I Rest my case..