From My Eyes Only

This post is totally dedicated to my first fiction book which I have successfully finished and published over Kindle. Writing has always been one of my hobbies and I remember scripting plays and writing short stories when I was young. They still remain as a personal collection of mine, yet, to publish a book solely authored by me is like a dream come true. Yes, I am totally new to this field, so I do not expect any miracle to happen with it. Yet, the aim is to start, because many ideas do cross but mostly we keep waiting for them to take a concrete step or we keep waiting for those times when we can actually dedicate time and energy to that what we like. Here, let me tell you that those times rarely come. So, if you really dream of doing something, the least that you can do is to start. Even if it be a small beginning. Everybody is a beginner once and people excel with time and practice, yet, important is to keep trying and keep learning. The right moment is now, and the best strategy is to keep going on with it. Even if it is a few minutes, but, just keep moving in that direction. However slow, a move means someday it will certainly happen.

So, this is about the journey. But, here, I am to speak about the book, a little introduction to it. The book also proceeds in the same manner, slow with small turns, and really turn very interesting. hopefully, if you enjoy fiction, towards the fifth and sixth chapters. The book presents an idea of reincarnation, though it is not supporting any religious idea. Yet, many things, many ideas have remained vague and those who think to keep searching for such ideas and the truth behind them. However, the more you search, you learn that the less you know. So, whether reincarnation is true or false is left up to your own belief. And the journey that the soul makes across lives is really a question to wonder about.

If you are a person who enjoys thrill and suspense this book is for you. 

I hope you enjoy your reading, don't forget to place your reviews.

The Boat

It's the boat in the river

That catches attention

For it's big, beautiful and round

Not to miss a mention

The sail and the air

Makes the land move

But the boat has it's anchor

And it stays bound

Though slowly it will change place

But that will happen with truly slow pace

People dive into and come out

All shining bright without a doubt

The land there is cool

A mix of grey and white

River that was once blue

Now turns black with might

Yet the boat smiles from far

At it's best, at par

For it believes in itself

Whatever may come next

It never fails to inspire

Maybe alone, but always with fire

©Richi Simon

Primitive to Advanced

The way the life has turned has compelled us to keep using social media. The web of people around, maybe in physical sense has reduced, but, the connections over the internet, its usage and requirement to be and stay connected are increasing to a lot extent.

Now, I am a person who likes to keep exploring technology, but, of late, this is seriously becoming tiring yet unstoppable. Know this and that and keep using it. Keep yourself updated, look good, stay positive and keep doing it, irrespective of whether it is making any sense or not, is seriously bothering! Why? What is the damn objective that we are trying to accomplish? Or this is a part of the chaotic now?

Where are we heading? I know certain things are beyond our control, but, the way technology is creeping and digging its roots into our lives make me ponder.

Is it really going to be what we would be doing in the future - whatsapp calls, google meet, zoom, skype, facebook and what not? Will that become the only way to connect? The only way to reach people?

Now even posting seems like, am I trying to get social approval? The Likes? Comments? Do they really change you? No, you still remain the same beautiful you. 

I remember I had seen a short film where the lead character was faking her life to be liked on social media, posting so many photos to attract attention, and now, even when I post anything, I am taken back to the film. I am definitely not seeking anybody's approval. Yet, it comes to my thought that who is in what mental state and what my post may cause them to think? Yet, making me think that I am thinking too much. Still there would be times when my words are questioned and so is my silence.

I have seriously started missing those walks, drives, face to face talks, the warmth and belongingness that those physical moments used to create. When we could talk for hours without worrying over the costs, where we can enjoy the nature, the talks, the silence and the presence of somebody along, irrespective of the silence. That was not for any show, not for any approval, but just because we would enjoy the presence of the other person.

Even those who are not social have experienced this. This I say from some personal associations.

These days, silence is misunderstood, goes unregistered and people feel whether you do bother or not? And of course the issue of the mismanaged time that the work from home schedule has created.

I wonder if any of the reader experienced the same? The way we are connected - for the sake of being in contact and not actually connected.

The days becoming weeks, weeks becoming months and months soon would turn to year. This lockdown has seriously brought changes to the lives. Some of it is beyond understanding as of now.

The race to prove our worth, to be updated, to become advanced, the longed approval from the authoritarian power structures, the dominating technology and the struggles one undergoes. The way projections are made, the issues falling on deaf ears, unreasonable solutions. I wonder where mankind is moving?

Wish there would be a time machine to travel to those times when technology was just an element, not the sole need for life. We are sandwiched between the blessed primitive times of the past and the uncertain advanced future, know that all you have is here and now.

A Brighter World

 

The world today has reached to the state where one keeps speaking. The practice of listening is becoming extinct. The tunnel view syndrome is something that I had read in the books of Human Resource Management and now it is becoming such a live example. People have their problems and then nobody wants to actually do something about the problems of others. As if it is all falling on deaf ears. Everybody has turned out to be 'लकीर के फकीर'

Whatever is decided by them is to be followed and pronounced as for the greater good of the mankind. It all sounds so much absurd now. If really there is a greater good why the ground realities are kept hidden and not shown?

Why the problems of those who have lost jobs, receiving no pay, less pay, having no homes, street children, problems of health risk for those who are having no water, no place to rest etc. even shown? Where the so called relief fund is used?

No, I am not supporting the negative news, but, at least the reality be known and the blind faith be broken.

I remember the famous poem

Inspiring, yet, thought provoking.. Where is it? Where is the action? Till when we will be waiting for someone else to come forward and let our foot rest back? Till when? And whether such administration is needed at all? When welfare is the least thought.

I wish to see the words of Marx coming to life - "...You have nothing to lose but your chains"

Yet I strongly also believe that

Wanting for the good people not outside, but, the one inside of you!

Most Beautiful

Such a beautiful place to be

In somebody's thoughts

In somebody's heart

In somebody's eyes

In somebody's smile

In somebody's arms

In somebody's strength

In somebody's prayers

In somebody's now

In somebody's heaven

In somebody's infinity

©Richi Simon

Free...

The vision out there is not constrained

Or maybe because it is I who see

Freedom out there when the wind blows free

No walls in atmosphere, no sir

It is all so fresh and liberal, the air

The raindrops falling down teaching courage

The earthly smell connects you to the virgin soil

Face is wet, hairs spoil

Yet all you feel is like a sage

Disconnected from the physical sounds

Disconnected from the killing silence

Disconnected from the known strange humans

Disconnected from mind wounds

Connected to the bigger self, with no boundaries

That is where the heart is just so merry

©Richi Simon

Phoenix?? Why and till When???

They say I am a Phoenix

Subject to self fix

But I do cry

Parts in me do die

With every dent that I fix

New me and old me mix

Lessons are learnt

Feelings are hurt

Emotional me now trying to be still

Surviving sometimes against my will

Trying to enter that void

Where nothing is felt

So there be no pain

So there be nothing of me to melt

So that the complete me, for once and all be dead