In search of someone…

 Syed                                                                                            In an apartment in Pune, Nov’ 2011

images12He turns to see her half-naked body lying in the bed. A smile of achievement comes all over his face. “Her curves are so very perfect, a master creation by a painter with his brush. This master piece needs much more admiration”, he thinks as he decides to join her again in the bed.

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Now, I have a new face !!!!

images3 It was just a thought, definitely not a colored one.  Do thoughts really have colors? Does anyone really care about the colors of thought? For me, colors of the thoughts hardly mattered, as long as they are just thoughts with no shades of reality.

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Leaving the body ….?

images29Few days back something strange happened near my city. I was watching the news and I noticed it. One lady went to sleep for 7 days. After 7 days when she woke up she told everyone that she had visited heaven and met the Hindu Gods there. In fact she was also a witness to a meeting of Gods.

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Controlling Thoughts, Feelings and LOVE ?

images29Then she asked me, “What is love then? Does it really exist, or it is just a thought?”

That was a sudden unanticipated question, so I took a while to answer it “For me, love is just a name to a particular thought on that very moment. But, we have been taught to identify certain types of feelings with love.

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Controlling thoughts, Controlling feelings – Being Happy ?

images29For the past one hour, she was trying to read that book. And every time I looked at her, she was in different position trying to adjust her reading posture. I could easily make out that she was not enjoying the book, her mind was somewhere else.

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The power of that One Moment ?

index7711.30pm.

My cell beeped. I looked at it and saw her message saying “Hi, can we talk?”

I kept looking at the cell for sometime. I didn’t know what expression I had in my face at that time. So I turned and looked at the mirror. The image in the mirror was smiling. Yes, the devil inside me was up and smiling.

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