ONE LOVE.....

"It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil.If only they expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men,the devil then would die in its own track of ennui"

The movie was good but the exchange of words were a food for thought.And there I saw the woman to whom I owe to, for the  rest  of my life sleeping on the sofa.It was around 1 am and I could thing of nothing but the fact of my real existence.

Months ago I had a chance of interacting with a dying man who shared his life time wisdom with me.I was thinking about it yet again."Unimaginable Creation".Whenever I think about this topic my mind goes to a state of utter silence and I then my mom wonders about my the-then reaction.The days were thus and my time for renovation came again on May 20.

The day before..

"Kart...Come on..you're back to your mind games and this time what's it?? The wedding??"

Quiet fortunately,a few among my friends know what my supposed reaction will be.And I desperately needed it."Matt...say me that again..you never read my mind..infact no one did ...so better..",before I poke my wordplay she cut in the midway saying " Aunty..some more curd rice.."And I was admiring the utmost care my friends showed on me.

The days were passing thus.My much needed friends were with  me all the time knowing that the aliter can take over any moment driving me into the "hell-o-hell" state in which I was into ,a couple of years ago.Though surrounded by friends,my mind palace was always active thinking about  the "Unbelievable existence".

A day in Venice:

City of love, they call it.Yes.I see a lot of tight hugs and plenty a run kisses."You ain't a robot coding the binary reaction.See thy nature.."I know the aliter is taking on me now.Perhaps the best way to escape.'My handy ipod' . And soon I fell asleep.

                                       "Plagued...Yes I am..

                                       Indeed not by you.

                                      Thoughts for peace,

                                      But  they are now to cease.

                                     Rooted underneath,

                                     Hatred when they breathe,

                                     Every single day,

                                    You've made my people go astray.

                                    Dear within thought,

                                   Please go your way,

                                   Let my people make hay.."

"Thirteen bullets..Yes Thirteen.I know I am not the best man.Do I deserve this???. Who but me know the value of peace better than any.I have promised her to take her to the restaurant  tomorrow.Thirteen years I have been able to cope up with this.I knew that this will be coming but not today please.'A war is an evil but a necessary evil' - a fading proverb I have heard.Had it been not the entry of my better half into my life,I would have greeted you respectfully.But no,not today.Should I be blaming HIM for my foreseen death or should I blame that dignified person who had lost his 13 bullets puncturing me?? Damn..this pain is unbearable,but no I should move forward."-a flash outcome of words but never transpired loud.

"Major....retreat..." a voice faded away

"Do not come up...I will handle them..."said the soldier.

He shoots the guy standing opposite holding the gun..."Ah..now it is 14..and this time it has hit my head bell.My last moment.Hey Unknown existence,I've been shot not for a war but for the greed for money and power.Try not to make a fair play with your ingenious creations.This earth be left as before and you not be idolized as many but be visualized as ONE in our hearts.Then definitely I would say "Love is God".."the thoughts again never transpired loud.

So" Do not come up..I will handle them.." were the last words heard aloud by the fellow men.

Major.Sandeep Unnikrishnan dies and I woke up from my dream.

Reflections:

Seriously speaking,neither the theists nor the atheist are to be blamed.It is the mid time men with half learned knowledge who are plagued by the thought of wanting an excuse to  kill each  other.Peace,now is ruled out as we are pleased with making ourselves (or we are thinking to make so)  the better race. Having read the sacred books,scriptures and narrow discourses of honorary men I concluded that I be a theist. The problem lies not when you choose the  side but how long do you stay. A few of my earlier encounters(or I prefer the term ‘arguments’) lead to the most accepted fact that we(humans) are perhaps in need of a dire change.

A love...The love..

Change, I would say on my part  is a measure of one’s care for himself on the first part and then towards the fellow men of the world.To share a certain fact,when asked to me “Whom in this world you love the most?”,I answered “ I love myself. I consider myself to be a  good  person and compete myself  to be the best”. The word ‘compete’ and ‘myself’ should be mentioned as a way forward thinking of seeing the world grow. But then how do I love myself.The answer lies in a simple fact, the smile on an unknown face for no reason but you are there with   him/her gives you the love for 'myself'. Care for the stranger the need for the world I would say.

                       Major.Sandeep ,may your soul rest in peace.

“Benvenuti a Venezia”- read the sign board.I took my phone and searched for the Google Translator. It says “welcome to Venice” an old man told me.

“Gracie” I said with  little knowledge of Italian in a span of 15 days.

“You..Venice ..first time?? . I third”

“Oh..you speak English??”-I asked

“Avolte..ah..sometimes…keep your passport safe and don’t use private transport.Very expensive..”

“Ah…Thanks for the information..your good name sir…”

“Gheorge Luca”

“I am Shri..nice meeting you sir”

“Take care..SON…”

And I helped carrying his luggage. And the point that in a way or so we are related to each other is now proved

“Take care..SON..” said my unknown FATHER in an unknown land of love-Venice..

ONE LOVE….