Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Love


   Love is a word that will have different kind of reception in different hearts. But, if we fully understand what is love, if we all I mean, every heart would have the same kind of reception. The difference is just because the difference in perception of the word. 
   
   If you ask about love to a 5-year old child, that is, querying him by understanding him and his environment. The environment here stands for the people and emotions around him, again only the people and emotions around him and not his physical environment. Querying stands for noting him, like following him and, understanding means the act of realizing why the child is like him. Like identifying who is he. The perception of the child and a teenager, the teenager and an adult, the adult and an old would differ drastically, which is expected and common. To be frank, the meaning and the view of the word "love" shrinks on growing up.


   Everyone, love and like themselves. Except those, with some kind of mental disorders. People love themselves because they like changes. And change is something that is born with us. Even born before us.  One in a hundred million of sperm cell enters the ovum and brings a change. And we must never forget that we are one in a hundred million. The change doesn't stops there, the gestation period starts and the change kick starts as well. Change and movement aren't different sects of things, we move to change. If a newborn baby isn't crying it is a serious problem. Everything in this world deserves respect as much as it adapts itself to the change. "Adaptation and change", it is what 'Evolution' is.

   Many of us would have the habit of seeing ourselves in the mirror, which is one of the best examples of love towards ourselves. Identifying ourselves in a mirror is one of the 'stand out' traits of human being, which we share with dolphins, elephants, apes and magpies, a group of "highly intelligent animals". One month of exercise which results in one inch reduced belly fat, is a joy brought from change and a change which enhances the love towards oneself. Like people saying "Self help is the best help" one can surely say that "Self love is the best love".



                                                                                              - Alan Giftson

     


   

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Grave is a cave


Light! I held in my hands
Like all others, I see with it
Everyone walked with me in paths
Each path had destination which is common
And everyone knows this, I stood
Alone! Searching for others, I saw
Lights! Oh my! The light! What
Left for me? Was Darkness! With rage,
I searched my light, with courage
I had left, all that is
Left, climbed up the mountain following
Light! Light held by a colleague
Climbing became difficult, I hung on!
Cliff, one which dealt with height
A deadly height that’ll make myself lost
Around the footpaths of this Mountain
Forever! There came the light, recovering me
From this plight, I thanked and
Followed, slipping in times, I asked
For the light, “Climbing for my
Vacation”, I pleaded, “You would have
Vacation which is certain”, with frustration
I heard his reply, the spat
Induced a gap, between the light
And I, Dull became the light
Annoying the lazy me to the full
Pushed hard, closed my eye
Pulled the barriers away, opened
My eye! when “I” died, Hurray!
Mesmerized, saw the Light! One!
Only one! Amazed, carried the light
On my way, to the farthest sight
No lights! Except one! Heard sound
No! Know the sound before, Sound!
The slipping sound! Realized myself, ran
To my place, placed the light
Leaned to my right, felt my
Lonely heart, “Grave is a Cave”


                                                    - Alan Giftson