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Friday, December 29, 2017

My Game, My Name



This is my Life, this is my chess,
Let me play my way please don't make a mess.
I let horse killed then why do you surprise?
I played my move and I face this sacrifice.

Not asking suggestion, not seeking advise,
Not looking for favour, O learned man wise.
This game is mine, and this is my name.
The loss would me mine, and mine the fame.

This game is of mine, and mine is fate.
How can decide you, how can dictate?
You intended to gift me win but I deny.
If I to taste heaven, then you cannot die.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Idea of Rich



Looking for Wealth and seeking quick Rise,
A man of spice sought old man's advise.
That trader crossed desert crossed river and Land.
Reached Forest, searched trees as suggested old man.

But found fruits and trees  the useless stone,
But what he was searching, spices were none.
Being frustrated returning after home,
He asked Man wise what wrong I have done?

The Old Man smiled said Road was so long,
Your idea created distractions thousand one.
Spices not there  but sparking stones,
Precious than herbs, were in fact diamonds.

Wealth can be made not only from the spice,
Diamonds were there, could given you a rise.
But thinking was faulty, in method a glitch.
You are defeated  by idea of your rich. 



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Zero My Hero


No one saluting ,you Zero , Me one
The useless , futile, and Worthy of none.

Me one  an idle,my Value Just dead,
It was your consort which made me hundred.

You came my side and made me your one,
My credit went higher and always we won.

So what you  barren,and So what  Zero,
If I am the winner,then You my Hero.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Me and Gandhi



I have Two eyes ,He also two legs,
I rest on Chair,He also needed beds.

He passed the virtue while blessing with hand,
But I picked a  fight, while raising my hand.

He uttered truth only, opened when mouth,
and I talk a north, when doing a  South.

Gandhi is Gandhi and I am me How?
Difference is this much of Jackal and Cow.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

New Year Resolution



Shaping the Future of nation like schnooks .



Sipping the Coffee and, talking on phone,
The Boy is slowly itching  cheekbone.
Never in morning, he preferred a Walk,
Reading his Message,on Whatsapp and chatt.

Been Live on Facebook, And Sharing Status,
Enjoying the Nature, On net , not in Campus.
Now Playing his games on Laptop , I pad,
Enjoying his Win on , defeat getting Sad.

This is the boy , whom Appeals Instagram ,
Pininterest and Twitter but not Epigram.
And Throwing in Almirah, all his rotten books. 
Shaping the Future of nation like schnooks .


Ajay Amitabh Suman

Friday, December 22, 2017

Let us Define the Truth


In search of truth, when Sun was bright,
I wandered all days but no clue in sight.
Not found the answers, no truth at all,
Was tired & puzzled, now whom to call?

I saw owl doubting, my tiresome pursuit.
Asked where is light and how is the truth?
Your way is wrong , your method not right?
Can the truth be found, in a day, so trite?

When nothing is seen, in day all dark,
Why wasting you time in day for spark?
Come with me here, come in the night.
Offer was foolish,  so rejected outright. 

O owl, this absurd, please listen, please hark,
Camel was shouting, like dog please do not Bark.
Both of you fools, is a fact,  do not get hurt.
If want to taste truth then come in desert. 

Then Eagle came laughing, flying which high,
Suggested three of us , to look for sky.
and Fish also came with another advise,
All Four come in sea, where truth does lie.

All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise,
All were advising the truth as per choice,
To Flower was tree and clouds for Thunder,
I was surprised , puzzled and in Wonder.

All were having their separate attitude,
Whom should rely and whom to be viewed.
At last this was how we settled the dispute,
Very difficult in mapping the truth absolute.

Whatever is beyond, what ever divine, 
Reflecting in all , it lighten it shine.
We agreed this way for the truth to define.
A little bit is of yours and A little bit is mine. 



Ajay Amitabh Suman  

Why Should I trust my fate?


You are suggesting my Soul to wait,
When time is ripe and future in shape.
But present in sight, which I may control,
This body may fight, and not my soul.

Water change its form, and Man his faith,
But sitting and waiting not changes the fate.
By itself the Water, not changes its nature.
when freezes, turn ice, when heated is Vapour,

Lord Rama killed Bali, Behind his Back,
Bhima picked  thigh, in war to Attack.
Krishna once broken his promise his word,
Pandava bet wife, lost pride and Sword.

When time hostile , situation more worse ,
Condition challenging and getting adverse .
Then character of a man examined indeed,
Standing on your feet or changing in need.

Things which eternal in world,  not I met.
It depends how handle , example you set.
Deed of a man earns name bad or earns fame, 
This only decides, one's fortune, ones fate.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

The Choice


Life is Like 
A movie, a drama ,
But Choice is yours.
Doing a Ravan
Or Playing a Rama.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Key To Success


Why you are looking
For Anger Free place?
Freeing  from anger
is key to Success.


Ajay Amitabh Suman


Warmth in Thought


My father has warned
my blood to be hot.
But Heat is in Summer
My School has taught.

and Winter suggested
the wool to be warm.
When cold is weather
then Fire is charm.

But life has lesson
to teach other wise.
Warmth in passion
can Take me to highs. 




 Ajay Amitabh Suman

Friday, December 15, 2017

When Silence Speaks



Once Budhha came, with beautiful rose,
and sat under shadow of, tree he chose.
Then Looked at disciples, sitting around,
to listen the master and hear his sound.

Hours were passed, he didn't speak,
as if  ignorant to answers they seek.
Keeping the queries, their worries at bay.
Lord Budhha smiled , had nothing to say.

All gone tizzy had, questions to ask,
but questioning Budhha,a difficult task.
and master enjoying the ultimate bliss,
Looking at flower and resting in peace.

Though body still and not any sound,
mind was restless & running around.
Waited & waited they,sat on the ground,
All of a sudden one, laughter they found.

This was Mahakashyap,touching his feet,
O Master so humble ,so gentle so sweet.
Budhha behold  him with gentle gaze,
And gave him flower,removing his daze.

Destroyed illusion you, cleared my haze,
Disciple was singing,aloud in his praise. 
While sitting on ground and giving me rose,
O Budhha you flowed in my heart so close.

Shown me the horse & shown me to ride,
now nothing remaining, for you to guide.
If still to explain and, something to say,
One thing but certain,all  miss the way.

Revealed in silence that cannot be said,
wisdom through mouth seldom conveyed. 
If one is ready ,when  silence speaks,
Then truth is his , ignorance retreats. 
 


    Ajay Amitabh Suman

   

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Buddha and Us



The Buddha that one,
Who renounced the World
For wisdom and peace,

And we are the one,
Who acquire the wealth
For lust and Caprice.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Big Cities and Small Villages





Often you feel
a Village , small,
As Homes are big
And Space is tall.

But, City a Person
Claims to be tall,
B'cause rooms are tiny
& you have to crawl.



Ajay Amitabh Suman

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

This is Me


The Void of Sky
Trapped in human gate,
A poet by heart
By passion Advocate.


Ajay Amitabh Suman 


Tuesday, December 12, 2017

What are the moving symbols which appear before our eyes when we look up at the clear sky (without clouds) in the sunlight or in Complete Dark Night?


       Actually whenever I see the clear sky in bright day Sun Light, some irregular symbols appear in front of my eyes. I have noticed these symbols  since my childhood.These white colored symbols are always moving. I am unable to find any exact color to define these. Hence I am using white color. In fact these symbols are colorless. I could not sop them. These symbols are appearing as irregular I , U , O , W , S or M etc shaped and are appearing in graphical manner. These Shapes necessarily do not correspond to the afore-mentioned letters I have mentioned herein above. These irregular shapes have some resemblance with the afore-mentioned letters.

     Not only in Complete clear day light sky, but also I see such symbols when ever there is complete darkness. I saw such images whenever I have an opportunity to visit my village. In the complete darkness of night, I see such images again.

     The unique features of such images are that these images always kept on moving. I have tried many times to make these images still. But I am unable to make them still. This is very strange experience for me. It is an strange phenomenon for me, which I have been witnessing since my childhood.  I am unable to understand what these irregular shaped symbols are?

      I have read it some where in the Books of OSHO Rajnish. OSHO explained these symbols to be gate of another world. I am unable to recollect, where I have read it. Rajnish himself taught me that until and unless something seems plausible to your reasoning, you should not accept it. I am unable to comprehend as to how these moving objects can be gateway of another world.

     I have tried to find an suitable answer to this query. I asked these questions to many people , friends , Teachers, saints , Gurus etc but I have never got any reply and explanation. If there is any body , who could explain these symbols? Please help me finding out solution to this puzzle.



Ajay Amitabh Suman



What would you do first if God gives you the power to become invisible?


       Normally Every one carries this opinion about himself that he is good human being. This is natural tendency of a Man to blame the World. Every one in this World is blaming others. No one is satisfied of himself. If one is in office, then he is struggling with his colleagues. If he is in his family, then certainly there is problem with their family members. 

     If you are poor then you are dissatisfied as you are running out of money. If you are rich then you are not satisfied with your sleep. One politician is laughing at others. One Player is criticizing others. One Country blaming others. Most significantly no one is looking himself. 

     The direction of fault finding is always outwardly.If something is happening around a person wrong, then he is blaming it to others. What is reason for this? The reason is the hypocrisy of a man. Even if you ask a Murderer, if would be having reasons to explain the act of murder. The man always believes that he is good and the world is bad. While the reality is that A person chooses a world for himself. If you are actually good, the whole world would look good. If you are bad, the whole world would look bad.

     This world is nothing but the reflection of the world he chooses. 

     In normal circumstances, A man behaves like gentle man. But the true character of the man can be recognized only when the man is given power. This is the real Test of  A man.

     Even you are given the Power to become then what you will do? Just answer this question without any calculation. Whichever answer comes to your mind first, just observe. 

     The Answer may be ridiculous. Just Opposite to the personality you present yourself in the World itself. The answer may be:

     To steal Money.

     To see a women bathing.

     To Take Revenge.

     To Elope with somebody.

     To help the Poor.

     To move nude.

     To see a film star, Sports Star

     Just see your answer. These are the answers, which show your character in real sense. This is the real character of yours, which is actually responsible for the world you are living in. This is the hidden character, which is acting sub-consciously and is responsible for the world you live in. An Honest answer of this question will help you identifying you true character , from where you can make your road-map for your improvements.



Ajay Amitabh Suman



Monday, December 11, 2017

My Enemy Friend


He hated me always as I Wasn't his friend,
I also laughed at him, and he to defend.
Simmering inside us, ill  will and grudge,
Not tried solution, and always we fudge.

I landed in trouble, by mistake, perchance,
Hostile condition and, tough circumstance.
He was with many,as that was his zone,
But Rightly he chosen, to fight alone.

People Suggested to, hit me at back,
But he preferred, my chest to attack.
He Neither deceited, nor played any trick,
Worthy was fight, and worthy defeat.

Everything not fair, In tussle, conflict,
Even battle requires, a fair verdict.
Enemy friend that he, without any Harming,
Beaten me off course, but giving first Warning.



Ajay Amitabh Suman





Do The Soul Procreate?



  Every body Knows that the Population of the Human is increasing every day.

  In the Year 2016, the Global Human Population was estimated as 6.9 Billion approximetely. The Human Population increased upto 7.6 Billion approximately in the year 2017.

  The total human population of the world is sharply increasing day by day. The birth rate of the Human Population is approximately 15,000 man every hour. While the death rate of human population is 6316 man per hour. The birth rate and the death rate of the total global population is as per data available in the year 2017.

  This data clearly shows that human population in the world is increasing approximately 14,400 human every hour in the world.

  Now it is a well known fact that every individual human is possessed of individual Soul. In other words, it can be said that every individual human needs one Soul.

  Now as the Human Population is increasing at the rate of 14,400 human  per hour. It means that 14,400 humans are being added to the total Human Population per hour. So by necessary implication it can be presumed that new 14,400 new Souls are also added to human population.

  Just for example , let us assume that there is a room , where three people are sitting. Every man needs one cloth. If one people is being added each hour in the room, then certainly one extra  cloth  is needed each hour.

  Now the question which perturbs my mind is that human population is increasing by Biological process of procreation. Then do the Soul also procreate?

  It is said in the religious text that the Soul never indulge in sexual activity. Then it is a matter of surprise, how the new Souls are being generated for added human population?

  What is the process of increase in population of Human Souls. Human Soul and Human Body is separate. By sexual activity, two human individual (a male and a female) give birth to a new human body but do not give birth to a Human Soul. It is said that when one sperm successfully penetrates the ovum, then the process of formation  of an embryo begins. But it never initiates the process of formation of new human Soul.

  When the Soul enter into  the embryo from Spirit World, there is small spark in the Spirit World. This has been explained by Yogananda Paramhansa. It is clear that Soul is different from body. So has been claimed by Lord Krishna in Geeta. Body perishes but Soul is eternal. Thus Soul is different from Human Body.

   As each human body requies a Soul, then increasing human Population also requires increase in population of Soul. The Human Body increased itself by sexual activity of procreation , then Question arises, how do population of corresponding human Soul is increasing?

  Is it like that the Soul also procreate? Is that the Soul also indulge itself in sexual activity??

  Religious Text deny such explanation. Then how the increasing demands of new Souls for increasing human population are being met by the God?

  This can also not be said that Soul of animal, plant or bird are being converted into the Human Soul. This can only be possible when the total population of plant, animal and birds should proportionately decrease, corresponding to increase in human population. But there is no such evidence.

  Then this question remain to be answered, as to how the  the Human Soul population is increasing as per the demand of increasing population of Human. Do Soul procreate or there is any other process of formation of Soul? Do Soul multiply itself like Amoeba or like a cell? This is the question which is a matter of debate and evidence. 



Ajay Amitabh Suman 



Wednesday, December 6, 2017

The Isness


The Lion is Lion, fearsome of all,
And rat is a rat, So poor so small.
But when in net, Lion was trapped,
One who freed lion,was that puny rat.

In forest a tiger,can Pounce at prey,
But can it run like,on Sand camel may.
The Mango tree mighty, but ever it laugh?
That I am gigantic, and you mere a grass.

A serpent can bite, and Peacock a dance,
But Monkey can jump, on  tree by chance.
A rose is so minor and banyan so tall,
But in the fragrance, seen banyan to fall.

Frog of a pond when, hears a cuckoo song,
Does he regret his, sound hoarse, so wrong?
A candle throws light, but does it complain?
have pity, have mercy, please put me in rain.

Can a fish fly and,  Eagle a swim?
Singing for cow, is always a dream.
When on the branches, flutters a crow,
Does ask tortoise, Why lazy, so slow?

When does a panther, run fast for kill,
Never he worried,how does prey feel? 
While river gets solace, in making a flow,
But Moon in its cool, ‎and Sun in its glow.
                               
A banyan is Banyan, And grass is a grass,
Never judgemental & No creed, no class.
The Being assigns this knowledge to man,
Tranquil , equable should always remain.

Seldom it care what, darkness what shine?
This is the sinful or that is divine,
With beauty is playful,with grave also fine.
Not worried for virtue, Nor guilt it define.

Always sustaining,No ego,no greed,
Feed vegitation & also Feed weed.
What tiny what big & minow what tall,
The existence provide, A shelter for all.

In cloud, in thunder, in rain that you found,
In roaring of lion & bird's chirping sound.
If fire then glow, in human is thought,
If air then flow, is water when drought.

In Color is rainbow,is morning of  day,
In fragrance is mellow,if Sun then it's ray.
In blossom of flower and growth of seed,
Pervading eternal & all that you need.

What right,what wrong, it never support,
Although indulgent, but never put force.
All that surround, but separate indeed,      
Such is this isness, Not captive, nor freed.



Ajay Amitabh Suman
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I am, I am not



While living in Berlin
I dream for  Sanghai,
when crossing the river,
Never sail, tempted to fly.

What is there in mind
seldom comes out of mouth,
Say yes with emphasis
When clouded with doubt.

Treading for north
And thinking of south,
while talking of peace
Often I shout.

When hate is in heart
Then soft is response,
Always calculative
cautious of pros-cons.

Pulling the water
when out of a well,
Am enjoying in mind
A flower and smell.

Aspiring for love
and desiring for life,
Spending life as if
a planned strife.





Who is this man
"Amitabh"  I thought,
Replied my mind
I am, I am not.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
       

Alter Ego



When Jesus said I
and father are one,
come to me you all
Before I am gone.

Declared the krishna
that I am the one,
Who created the world
all things have come.

And under the Bodhhi
When buddha attained,
Bursting with joy then
Humbly proclaimed.

Which cannot be seen
Which cannot be known,
That nothing is me
That void, that none.

Then often you ask
And wanted reply,
A Jesus , A Budhha
Egoistic so, why.

What they conveyed
you never perceived,
With clouds in mind
Truth seldom received.

When they asserted 
themselves so high, 
You looked at them
With doubting eye.

Your ego is trouble
And it is the one,
doubtIng forever, in
Always suspicion.

Either you boost it
Or get it nurtured,
At times pretending
You Look so cultured.

In Krishna, in Jesus
Where is me, my,
They refer the source
When speak of I.

Mirrors are they
and simply reflect,
Who ever you are
What ever project.

Until  you know
language unknown,
No one expecting you
Rightly respond.

The Krishna,The Budhha
The Jesus, names long,
recognize them always
After they gone.

The Nanak, Laotse
Same Light with names.
Where ever you touch
The sea remains the same.


 
Ajay Amitabh Suman


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Reward of God


In the shadow of hill
and Bank of a River,
Father and Son were
Treading together.

Gentle was air though
Forest was thick,
Rabbits were playing
A hide and seek.

Saw the son, birds,
Chirping in rain,
Flowers were flowing
In beautiful terrain.

What a dusky cloud
And rainbow by chance,
Exclaimed the father
And begun to dance.

Tears flew through eyes
With gratitude and Joy,
Bow down to Gardener
Father said to the Boy.

And boy was surprised
In such forest and rain,
Where is the Gardener
In such man-less plain.

Why he would take
such fruitless task.
whom to show this and
Still hidden in mask.

Who is here to enjoy
The  flower and rain,
and what is award
Boy asked with disdain.

Not able to watch
Not able to touch,
Why such a puzzle
Throw you so much.

Smiled the father
Replied to the boy,
No body is required
To celebrate in joy.

He cares the plants
With water through rain,
gives sunlight to grow
And makes beautiful plain.

Food through soil
And thorn to protect,
Shelters the flowers
Can not you detect.

Can not we touch him
Can not we watch,
But he is surrounding
Where ever we walk.

He is prevailing in
Fragrance you love,
Blossoming of flowers
And  Cuckoo of a bird.

And Son you are asking
What is his award,
This dance of nature is
making him to laugh.

Ajay Amitabh Suman
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