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

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.  

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

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

  A sapling I was, new in this world, You watered me and illuminated my life, with the sunlight of your knowledge. You nurtured and encouraged me and helped me grow. Teaching me right from wrong and a lot of what I know This wealth, you gave me, more precious than diamonds. The only wealth in this world which increases the more you give I hope someday I will too Be one of the ones to increase it Your guidance and patience has brought me this far provided me with tools that will help me go even further in life and hopefully make my life something you will be proud of. To all the teachers in my life, who imparted me their knowledge, and inspired me to do better, knowingly or unknowingly. Because of whom, I am what I am, and I will be what I will be. I thank you with all my heart. For all that you have given me

Some days will be good Some will be bad There is a day after every night So, do not feel sad My dear, just be glad To have this life full of love friends and family who care for you And who you love in turn When you're sad or feeling down With your forehead bunched in a frown I'll cheer you up, with a warm hug And some hot chocolate in a mug Wrapping my arms around you I won't let go, I will hold you tight A hug from someone you love Makes the world seem bright Holding you in a warm embrace I'll tell a joke, or a funny anecdote to cure this sadness and stress laughter is the best antidote If that doesn't work I will hold you down restraining you so that you can't escape And tickle you until this frown gives way to unrestrained, "joyful" laughter And your face will shine bright with a smile so blinding as if it were the sun, bringing a new morning A poem by Gautam Jain Written on 21/08/2016

It was dark, late at night, But the forest seemed very bright. The trees glowed with an ethereal glow. a lake shimmering in an unholy light. Suddenly, going through the forest, did not seem very bright. I should have waited till daybreak then I wouldn't be in this plight. But committed as I was, with no option. I walked on despite my fear. Not stopping even a moment for rest. In my haste to get out of here. Soon I was too tired to walk, no shelter to be seen. Shadows following me eerily. Then I heard a soul shaking keen. Now scared out of my wits I prayed to god with all my might That I survive this creepy forest, through this dark and dreary night. A miracle, I saw just then. A cabin, hidden behind some trees,  I knocked and asked for shelter but there was nobody home. The door was open, so I walked in. Lighting a lamp, to look around. A single bed surrounded by portraits is all that I found. Portraits of some weird looking people or creatures ...

Looking at the world around, I was feeling really sad. So much pain and despair, It was driving me mad To satisfy their greed that is the goal ultimate. I feel bad to see them in such a sorry state. They work hard to keep their place in this world's brutal rat race The living un-dead like zombies they move soul less and mindless just stuck in their groove No life they have Except for show All they can think is what the world will know

  I feel like sitting in a dark room, with no light and no sound sitting all alone with doors shut, and nobody around. I feel this hollow feeling in my chest, a chill on my back. Wrapped in a blanket snug, I want to hug a pillow tight. In person or online. I don't want to speak or interact, not on the phone, email or chat. Is this fear I am not sure. Can't express my self, I feel insecure. Friends I have none, only acquaintances. No one to share my fears and pain with. I was born alone, in this world, I am still all alone. So many people around But I am lonely in this crowd. In this darkness, all I can do, is to close my eyes and pray. That a ray of light will take my night And turn it into day. Pray for the human, I am. To be free like a bird gliding in the heavens. That lion in my chest released from the shackles it is in, Roaming free without fear or repression. Free to express, talk and have friends. Friends who will be true. We will stick t...

Early morning, I heard a crash, then something horribly familiar, more heart wrenching than a person crying but yet quite similar. My heart skipped a beat, my sleep was gone, now awake, I stumbled out. My mother was there with my father, he lying on the ground, in a puddle of water. Teeth clenched tight, his tongue bitten, mouth frothing, body stiff and shaking in violent convulsions. Some chairs and a table were around, when he had fallen to the ground. I thank Gurudev that he fell straight down, instead of crashing into the stuff around. Epilepsy attack it was again,  just as scary as the first time. But now we knew what and what not to do, instead of running around like headless chickens. We placed him on his side, put a thick folded cloth in his mouth, to protect his tongue from further harm. Tried the acupressure points we knew, and prayed. Prayed for him to be fine again and recover fast. Asking God till when will this last. I believe that...

Pride and arrogance,  be afraid of these two.  Don't let them, come in and ruin you. Pride before the fall, as the saying goes. Don't stand too tall, when the wind blows. The stiff straight trees that are the first to fall those who learn when to bend The wind can't harm them at all Arrogance and pride come when there are bad times ahead If you don't keep them in check You are gonna soon be dead

Wipe those tears off your face the world can be a brutal place. Happiness is a myth its secret I know well you should never ever in problems dwell. To be happy all you need is to make your self self deceive. Think happy thoughts with a deep breath in. Ignore the crisis that you are in. Put a smile on your face. Fake it till you make it. Soon you too will start to believe it.

"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself" - Franklin D. Roosevelt Fear is the friend, Fear is the foe, An emotion most important, that we need, to grow. The emotion most primal, is what kept us alive. In the ancient forests, it helped us survive. Every living being, in his life experiences fear. It comes in many forms, Some indistinct and some clear. But when this fear takes over, nameless, unjustified, unreasoning. Be fearful of this fear my friend, It ruins lives without meaning. It is your life, take it in your hands. Beat the fear, Don't be overcome. If you don't, remember Your fate will be gruesome.