29 Oct 2014

#79 The Competition

The competition




The battle ground
Lies stretched in front
Obsessed with aspirations
And numerous expectations
Mind dares to confront
The obstacles as challenges
Without a dint of revenge
To compete with the situation.

The denizens of this mortal world
Seem as competitors
Fighting against each other
Oblivious of the stark reality
Thriving unconsciously and
The invisible sheath of envy
That is housed within.


Apparently, the warriors are
We and our thoughts
Clashing each moment
And Creating all chaos
The environ created
Different from
What is existent.



 10.08.2014

Swati Sarangi

25 Oct 2014

#78 Life

Life

An experience is life
Or an ever flowing river
Situations ephemeral
And lessons several
Sometimes strongest are the blows
Proposes the need to look below
And read between the lines
Of those never ending chapters.

What a connection
And weird coincidences
Instances chained
Through invisible linkages
Rise and fall, fall then rise
It’s a series mystified
Coupling the desires
With concrete reality.

A platform offered to everyone
Where roles are played
Without each other’s part
Incomplete will be the act
Bounded in the time frame
Unbounded dream’s train
Running ceaselessly
Without one’s attempt.

Thoughts travel
To empty the emotional wall
Interacting with a mixture
 of opportunities and despair
 Like success and failure
Smiles and tears
All constituting what we call
A part of our share.

25.10.2014
Swati Sarangi 

16 Oct 2014

#77 Individual and Individuality

Individual and Individuality





This post is totally based on the idea of individual from the book entitled complete work of Swami Vivekananda, Volume-2. While reading one of the chapters of this book, I found the paragraph that holds the essence of individuality very convincing and it is the answer to one of the questions that arise frequently in our minds regarding the existence of an individual. This has provoked me to pen down some of my views on this topic.

An individual is a state of being himself. Every individual is different and unique from each other because it is very difficult to find the replica of two persons. An individual is his own master and critic. He is the one who knows himself better than anyone.

‘Individual’ and ‘Individuality’ are two different terms though they may seem to be related. Individuality is being in a state for long without any change or being stagnant for long. Individuality is the Infinity and in other words, it can be considered as the real nature of man. In true sense, it would not be wrong to state that we are not individuals because we keep on changing with respect to situations. We are struggling towards individuality. To make it clearer, this can be exemplified from an instance mentioned here. A thief has the habit of stealing things from people’s house. If he does not continue doing so, he loses his individuality. From a practical point of view, one can’t always retain the same characteristic in all circumstances. Thus he approaches to individuality but can’t attain that.

Practically, it is not feasible to reach Infinity. How can one reach a point which is not defined? Suppose we want to travel Delhi. For that, we have already set the location in our mind. Hence the distance of the place from our home is known. Infinity is something that can never be reached and it is where individuality exists. It is the only condition of being static or stagnant. Any perturbation or turbulence can create no change.

Our own soul or spirit is an individual because it is infinite. It can neither be divided nor be broken into pieces. It is the Real man who is an individual. The apparent man is merely struggling hard to attain the state of being an individual. It is out of the power of common man.

I would like to mention one example where the concept of individuality becomes more convincing and justified. Imagine that there is a screen between you and a group of people. The screen is translucent. So, the picture of people standing on the other side of the screen is vague. Now, a hole is made on the screen. Few faces are now visible. Just enlarge the hole. More faces will be seen prominently. If the hole still continues to grow on the screen, a point will come when the screen won’t even exist. You can directly see the faces of the people. There is no change in their faces. The case is exactly similar to that of the spirit. Everyone’s spirit can be considered as individual because it remains same without any change throughout. It is already perfect and nothing extra is needed to be added to it.  

So, there is an urge to discover yourself and your potential. We generally search a better individual outside regardless of the fact that the perfect individual is just hidden in ourselves. We often pray God to bestow us with qualities of our choice but we don’t realize that the spirit or our own soul is that perfect one. The most important need is to identify the strengths and analyze the shortcomings in such a way that success comes in our way.

Sweta Sarangi
14.10.2014


9 Oct 2014

#76 It's Diwali here.

It’s  Diwali here




The richness of the season
The freshness of air
The scattering of dry leaves
Here, there and everywhere
Over the solid ground
The melodious chanting sound
Of some indigenous birds
Or the exotic ones.

The wandering of free butterflies
I can never catch them
No matter how hard
My hand tries
The fragrance of
Blooming flowers
Spreading and creating
A blissful atmosphere.

With the arrival of festive season
The preparations have
Already begun
A list of various events
Has caught my vision
I want to be a participant
Of numerous events
To showcase my talent.

The open field of an area
So meticulously chosen
To build a Pandal
Decorated with some
Eye catching artefacts.
The carpeted ground
Seems to be glittering with
Colorful floral designs.

The all-stretching blue sky
Being draped by
The vibrant colored
Tent fixed at the periphery
Few small steps put
Leading one to the
Pandal’s foot
Near and close.


Then comes the Puja day
A day of fun filled celebration
And enjoyment, I can say
Goddess’s idol radiating
An invisible divine ray
Attracting the mortals
To that decorated palace.

The night sky gets illumined
With the sparking fireworks
A scene so spectacular
A huge gathering of people
Savoring the brightness of dark sky
And exclaiming over the
Formation of various 
Jeweled patterns.


Oh! Goddess, fill us with
Immense courage and power
So that we are capable of
Fighting with all ordeals
Each moment and every hour
May we drive out the
Thriving social evils
The way you destroyed
The demons and devils.

Swati Sarangi

25.09.2014
P.S:I wish everyone a safe and colorful diwali in advance..  J

30 Sept 2014

#75 Navratri

The nine auspicious nights: Navratri


Festivals are parts and parcels of life. With the commencement of the festivals, an aura full of energy and creativity spreads all over. Like every year, this year people will experience happiness in this Navratri. 


“Navratri” has been derived from two Sanskrit words, Nav means  nine and Ratri means nights. Navratri is observed twice in a year. It is a festival which is being celebrated throughout India to worship nine forms of Goddess  Durga.  According to Hindu calendar, this festival begins on the very first day of month Ashwin. This festival comes to an end with the tenth day of celebration that is called Dusshera.  


Avatars of Maa Durga
1.      Shailputri
Goddess Shailputri is the first among the nine forms and is worshipped in the first day of Navratri. Shailputri is also regarded as the daughter of king of mountain Himalaya. She holds Trishul as weapon in her hand and rides on a bull. She holds lotus in her left hand.



2.     Brahmacharini
She is the second among the nine forms and is worshipped in the second day of festival. She is the goddess who  performs Tapa. She is a symbol of love, loyalty and knowledge. She holds japa mala in her right hand and kamandal in her  left hand.


3.     Chandraghanta
She is the third form of Godess Durga and is worshipped in the third day of this festival. She is the goddess of knowledge, bliss, energy and serenity. She posses ten hands and three eyes. She rides on a tiger.


4.     Kushmanda
She is worshipped on the fourth day of Navratri. She is the controller of the entire solar system. She holds different weapons in her six hands and rose and lotus in her remaining two hands. She irradiates energy in all direction as that of Sun. She rides on a lion.


5.     Skand Mata
She is fifth among the nine forms and is worshipped in the fifth day of the festival. She holds her son named Skanda on her lap that’s why she has got such a name. It is believed that she has got such a power to transform an individual into a great source of knowledge. She is regarded as a goddess of power. She rides on a lion. She holds two lotus flowers in her two hands.


6.     Katyani
She is the sixth form of Goddess Durga who is worshipped in the sixth day of this festival. Sage Katyayan observed a penace to get Jaganmata as his daughter, so Mata blessed him and took birth as a daughter on the river bank of Yamuna.She has three eyes and four hands. She rides on a lion.


7.     Kalratri
She is the seventh form of Godess Durga and is worshipped in the seventh day of Navratri. She is dark as that of night, hence she is named as “Kalratri”. She is considered as a destroyer of darkness, ignorance and enemies. She holds a sharp wood in her right hand and rides on a donkey.


8.     Maha Gauri
She is worshipped in the eight day of the festival. She holds drums, trident and Trishul in her hands. She is more often dressed in a white sari. She rides on a bull. She is as white as moon. She is a symbol of peace and compassion.


9.     Maha Siddhidatri
She is the ninth form of Godess Durga and is worshipped in the ninth day of the festival. It is believed that she provides eight Siddhis-Anima, Ahima, Garima, Laghima, Prapti,Prakamya, lishitva and Vashitva. She is depicted with four arms. She is seated on a lotus. She is worshipped by all the sages and devotees who want to obtain religious asset.



There are lots of memories associated with this festival. In my childhood days, during Kanya Pujan, I along with my friends would go to the house of people for Kanya Pujan. We would be given lots of dishes to eat. While returning back to home, we used to get return gifts.
May goddess durga shower all her mercy upon her devotees and fill within all, a positive energy to drive away all the odds. May Goddess empower us and uplift us.

With this note, I wish everyone a HAPPY DURGA PUJA.





Sweta Sarangi
30.9.2014


29 Sept 2014

#74 Diaspora



Diaspora

This poem is very personal to me. It is about my emotions getting stirred up during a journey from my home to hostel.[ Like bodies, thoughts do travel far connecting souls and creating desired environment. Thus putting us in a state of hallucination in the way that we face a dilemma to distinguish between the dream and reality. ] I had a dream a night before seeing my mom and father on the platform waiting for me, my mom in a dark Maroon suit which she actually possessed then, that dream faded away with the ringing of the alarm clock. And to my surprise, I found a lady with the same Maroon suit boarding the compartment in which I sat few seats away from my sister as per my seat number. I was listening to music to shoo away my boredom, simultaneously praying God not to make that lady to face me, this did not happen actually. I was surprised at the striking similarity between that lady and my mom, same Salwar Suit, a pair of glasses, same complexion, similar hairstyle and the most surprising being similarity in  face!! I could not make out what was going around. Was I still in dream? I was so emotionally moved that I felt like running towards her to give her a tight hug. I would have done that had she stayed few minutes more in the same compartment.






With luggages at hand
And determined stand
I waited on the platform
To watch the train come.

The train approached with
A hissing sound
And the smoke ejected
Dusted the shining cloud.

Boarded the train
With a heave of sigh
Cause the crowd was tight
Blurring the present sight.

A loving mother with the
Apple of her eye
The maternity which tied
That lovely Sapphire.

I imagined as if
That child was I
Resting over my mom’s lap
Unaware of the world’s crass.

The diaspora of thoughts and bodies
Created an abyss
Making the appearance
Of a utopian reality.
 

19.09.2014
Swati Sarangi