I read this somewhere today and would like to share. "You go through three states of consciousness-waking, dream and deep sleep-all projections of your mind. The real you is atman, the fourth state. Live life as if you are re-entering a dream, knowing its illusory nature, tongue in cheek, objectively, joyfully. Do what you have to do, without involvement, entanglement or heartburn."
Friday, June 29, 2012
There is a grotesque swivel in the value estimations, we as a society, project to our apparent priorities. We have become a species inherently focused on baseless projection of wealth, status and are constantly busy in the act of accumulation rather than utilization. From being conservative to being ruthlessly voyeuristic, our global conscience has shifted ahead towards total desensitization. It's become real hard to jolt us from our realities, at least from our actual realities, and easier to continue living in a world without questions or critical thinking. Now, even our emotional quotient is under exploitation, right beneath our noses and we still deter from demanding accountability. The area wherein our moral responsibilities adhered to, has shrunk drastically. Times like these are comfortable for those living the rudimentary, mundane lives, free from radical thoughts or unfathomable aspirations, but those few who still seek respite from all this madness, the answer lies completely within. Seek it, believe it and then question everything.
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 9:30 PM
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
When one travels and is witness to the simplicity in others' lives, it's not hard to persuade your mind to let go of it's fears and apparent turmoils, and a sense of realization seeps in wherein ones' problems shatter into tiny little inconveniences. Life is hard, irrespective of one's stature, monetary status, or geographical precedence, but through experience and engagement with the world, one truly condenses the truth that most out there are leading much tougher lives and still, are happy with their existence and purpose.
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 10:23 PM
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Monday, June 25, 2012
The serenity of this place transcends the walls of man made structures, and the silence is literally deafening. It's as if the entire universe whispers that whatever you seek is within you itself, and everything that surrounds you is witness to your recognition of the assimilated truth that you are after all only stardust, an entity that fits perfectly in the jigsaw of life.
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 8:52 PM
Recently I revisited Kashmir, but this time extended the trip further towards Kargil and Leh. It was an experience that engulfed me in its entirety. The vast expanses, the humility of the populous and the intricacies of each and every detail that is viewable to the eyes constantly is something that the camera can not even capture. Nevertheless, I have loads to share, and will do so periodically. The beauty that resides within our country is immaculate, something we tend to forget during the mind numbing avalanche of our daily ordeals. We seek respite through monetary gains and by the gratification from others, while the world passes by, when in fact we really just need to pause, look and submerge ourselves in the "present".
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 1:46 AM
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
26th March 2012
So consumed are our thoughts that the intricasies of life have become a plethora of right and wrongs, of good or bad, of darkness and light. How did we limit ourselves to such extremes? Who did we believe? Our eyes, or was it our ears? Could be our sense of smell, or maybe our touch. Yes, could be our touch, because before we were pushed as a child by that friend of ours when we had just begun running, we did not even understand the meaning of hatred, of fear. And how were we so weak so as to be consumed by fear, fear not only of the unknown but also of the known. We installed those barricades, trying to not let fear come in, not realizing we trapped ourselves within fear itself. The barricades were not to stop the strangers, but to stop us from breaking free. And see the humor in it all, we were the installers ourselves.
You don't see humor in it? The fact is if there is anything more supreme than fear, it's humor. I see humor in a species striving to survive, to exist beyond it's capacities. To run, to indulge, to literally strip, only to indulge again. A species so incoherant in nature, that schedules, education, salaries, taxes, corruption, deceit even murder has become routine. A species so desensitized, that even sinning has no retribution, a species so conniving, so self centered that even beliefs are moulded and adjusted into a sense of repentence and acceptance.
Acceptance? We ask for acceptance, when in reality we can't even accept each other. We created mass discrimination amongst our own, be it through religion, gender, classes, monetary acquisitions, geographical location, last names, color of skin ... does the list really end? How is it then that we can even think of being accepted? Are we so blind to our apparent states? We are such walking oxymorons.
It doesn't accept what hasn't accepted it. Run as fast as you may to this apparent goal you have scheduled for yourselves in your lives, the faster you run, the further it will stay from you. Realize that when even something as amass as water has no will of it's own, then you, something which is 75%-80% water is restricting yourself to the core, trying ever so hard to make a dent in the universe. Realize that you yourself are the dent in the universe, and unless you submit to its flow, this apparent acceptance will remain elusive, so much so that even if you reach your goal through the numerous routes that you set for yourself, you'll still be trapped within the barricades with fear being your constant partner, and ultimately you will surrender to the fear and death will visit you.
When will you break those barricades? What exactly do you fear? What can go so wrong? The universe exists without any bounds, then you, such a small speck of dust, has the audacity to create such high walls around you?
And then you do not see the humor in this. Hmm.
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 1:28 AM
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
How many of us really acknowledge the choice we have towards the kind of information our brain is dissipated towards? Or in this era of immediate computing, are we just mindless drones, that swallow each and every bit, that we are forcibly spoon fed?
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 9:58 PM
Friday, June 8, 2012
Rooh is a travelogue documentary about Kashmir and our lost connectivity to it. Rooh focuses on the concept of "Karma Yoga", elucidating the process of shelving the idea of right and wrongs in every single decision one takes and being purely submerged in the universe and it's pure guidance.
Rooh art design by: Krishnaa Artisto | Facebook | Twitter
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 8:45 PM
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
If there is anything certain and constant, then it is the process of collision, spark, and ignition. Every life and entity goes through this very process, each choice one makes ventures through this very cycle. One's choices, ignite their journeys in life, leading them to where they belong, and ultimately to their eventual demise. Zoom out and every celestial element is on a trajectory of collision, some fast and some slow. Through collision alone, entire galaxies spark and ignite, releasing billions of new stars and planets and other debris into their eventual orbits, each orbit leading them to their individual collisions.
Demagnify, and you'll see, this very process is life.
[ Macros of flint spark lighter + Post process ]
[ Macros of flint spark lighter + Post process ]
Posted by Smaran Sahu at 1:52 AM