Gautamji

The threads of love are precious and fragile, don't break them, with nary a thought. Once broken they do not join, even on tying the ends, they leave a knot.

We live in an RPG, we the avatar thinking that we are the one who is in control. Never knowing the actual player driving us. The avatar sees no score, he sees no maps, he sees nothing cause he is trapped, Trapped in this game world, one life to the next. Reincarnating in different times, in different forms. Living whole lifetimes accumulating score. The score called karma. The player, the soul.

Far away somewhere, when the day goes to rest, The dusk sneaks up, shyly. Like a newlywed bride. And here, in the courtyard of my dreams, someone lights up a lamp Sometimes, when with no reason at all my breaths become heavy and my eyes well up with tears unshed With a flutter, lovingly, someone caresses me, but I cannot see her.. I cannot see her.. Sometimes these hearts are unable to touch and somewhere else, emerge connections deep and old The problem was such, it made my own heart the enemy belonging to me, yet bearing the pain of another. Only my heart knows all my secrets deep How I lost all my dreams, so golden These dreams, these alone are mine, I won't ever let their reminisces go away from me

Sitting and wondering, on this chair Alone in this room I wallow in despair This unexplained feeling of doom, this mind numbing spirit leeching gloom

Transcending both time and space it takes me to another place to a vacation, a holiday while I am right where I stay Speaking what can't be expressed Soothing the mind, giving it a rest Healing the heart, making it whole Like a heavenly balm soothing my soul -gautamji 

I feel lost at sea No land in sight Helpless to help myself I've got no respite Alone with my thoughts what a dangerous place to be My thoughts have become my greatest enemy I am running but going nowhere running on a treadmill of dread I am trying but I can't escape this horrendous woeful place They go around in a loop coming back where they started like a noose around my neck pulling me to despair

Phase One : Introduction By introduction I mean, getting the basics of the language or target subject. If it is a language, as it is in my case, learn some common words and basic grammar, getting used to its sounds, its rhythm, and its tones, being able to recognize some words in that language's songs and rapid conversation. By some words I mean at least two out of ten words. This phase can be tricky, it has the highest chance of drop out, and if you drop out in this phase you forget whatever little you have learned yet as if it was never there. Duolingo is a great resource for this phase. After completing the duolingo Spanish skill tree, I know some vocabulary and some grammar. I can make out common words in Spanish songs and Spanish conversations between native speakers, though stringing the words together in my head and understanding the meaning still takes time. I am able to read Spanish and most of the time understand what is written. I can also

O Death, my oldest friend. My constant companion, Why would I be afraid of you? You have been there, right from the start, Since my birth we have never been apart. We share the same birthday, And I know that one day When the time comes, You will take me away. Away on an adventure. to parts unknown. Leaving behind everything that I have known. But you are mine, my friend. They are not, the ones who look like you So similar yet so different born with my loved ones, instead of me, I am afraid of them, deathly afraid. 'cause one day they will take them away away from me.  

Harp, Harmonica, Mouth Organ and more. It has many names but its sound is distinctive in its expressiveness, and the instrument, one of a kind in its portability. As you may or may not know, I am a harmonica enthusiast and player, I love the Diatonic Harp. I just love its expressiveness, its distinctive sound, even its quirks. Everything about it really somehow tugs my heartstrings. Such a small instrument, with such a powerful voice. Its size, in no way an indicator of its power. A few months ago, while searching for new songs to learn and play. I found some song tabs, but the song was new to me, and the tune unfamiliar. You see, tabs don't tell the whole story of a song, tabs don't show rhythm, or time. I could see what notes to play, but I didn't know when to play them. Which made learning the song unnecessarily difficult. And the process ineffective. Everything has an app nowadays. So with the powers of programming  vested upon me from the land of no bugs

On seeing her, my heart soared in my chest it loudly roared Beating hard like a horse on gallop There it went, out of my control Her beauty, like that of a delicate flower Her smile, Had me mesmerized Her eyes, Saying things untold Her neck, makes me want to nibble And her laugh, I cannot get enough of it like bells tinkling It makes life seem worth it. I saw the signs and was alert I warned my heart so it won't be hurt O heart, beware! don't make this mistake You have been there this risk you cannot take Remember the lesson That you should have learnt Why do you again risk getting burnt? But my heart had gone deaf it didn't listen and now I am hopelessly smitten I see where this is going I see my downfall and I am powerless to resist I can just hope for the best

Alone When I came I was Alone In this life I am Alone Is what I want To be Empty Is what I feel I am Hollow From inside I feel World Doesn't care A damn Selfish Will I have To be? No I realize that I am wrong Alone I am not and Never was Death Has been my Oldest friend Born Along with me it was Together We will face The end

To slam dunk, in basketball, you have to jump high and be tall. Jump to the basket in a mighty leap And slam the ball in it deep You don't have to aim at all. jump up high and slam dunk the ball. To slam dunk garbage in a garbage bin. Just walk up and slam it in. You don't need to be Michael Jordan, to slam dunk in a dust bin. Playing basketball with garbage and bin, is no excuse to not throw it in. Why aim and throw anyway, When you can slam dunk and save the day? This poem was in response to a commenter on a quora answer

Dear English learner, English is a funny language with a lot of exceptions, so in order to help you in your learning journey I am linking some resources below. Good apps : http://memrise.com and http://duolingo.com Free and good audio books and e-books : http://librivox.org http://www.loyalbooks.com/ This site has some great English learning resources, including podcasts : http://learnenglish.britishcouncil.org/en And if you are interested in the history of words, their etymology etc, this is a fun podcast channel : http://waywordradio.org  I would recommend you start with the apps to get the basics and then listen to audio books and read them simultaneously to gain fluency and a better vocabulary. The British council website is also a great resource for beginners and intermediate level learners. I hope these resources will be helpful to you, I will add more as I find them. All the best in your learning journey Cheers, Gautam Jain (gautamji)

I will tell you guys something, Something that happened a few days ago, while walking in the evening, I felt gloomy, my mood really low. The world looked weird, The colors all wrong There was a deafening silence in my ears And I wasn't singing any song Nor was I playing my flute or harp The world had never looked so dark Then out of nowhere came my salvation A little cat asking for affection. I meow at cats, I know it is weird But they have never meowed back This one came, begging to be petted Who was I to not oblige it? The little tabby stayed with me, Bumping its head, arching its back Going around in circles around my feet Putting its paws in my lap Then as soon as I felt better, the world looking bright and cheery The cat got up and walked away leaving me feeling really merry this incident was dated : 4th May 2017