Sunday, 10 April 2022

Live As You Wish

What matters in life?

Don’t ask live if you can

and live if you must,

if you wish to mount

to the top do it,

if you wish to live in a

self created island

create it and live.

 

If you believe relationship matters

relate yourself with love,

love without self in it is a sacrifice

If you are not ready for the sacrifice

don’t love anyone just to bite

in a moment of self jubilation.

 

Well you know that nothing matters

neither spirit nor matter

live a life exploring beauty and truth

not in any Body but in a mind

that will make you unique -

if you know what really it means.

 

Why bother so many things

Philosophy, science, ethics,

god, religion, never think of books

who wrote what on life.

Write your own book with joy

if you can!

If you can’t then simply live and die. 

Sunday, 3 April 2022

Together Apart


When I laugh he frowns

when I frown he runs three miles

to tell me how his sweat sticks to

his body like dried up tears.

 

One day I told him

why don’t you build an orphanage

and keep me there alone

feeding me the best royal stuff

he said our house is the best orphanage,

when you stay alone

I roam around the world

when I stay alone

you reach out like Dido

in the storming world of fugitives.

 

This is our home

this is our conversation

this is our love

we are alone and together

we are in each other

but run everywhere

to find ourselves.

DRAUPADI - 66

 

Prafulla Kumar Mohanty's 

DRAUPADI - 66 

After feeding everyone birds, beasts

and men she sat to eat thinking

how satisfied people are when a

bellyfull meal induces peaceful sleep:

Is man only a belly a body of senses

is there nothing beyond the carnal world?

 

The mind has its own hunger, imagination

its own peaks and precipices different   

from the body's thrills frills and drills.

I eat to charm hunger but what can I do

to charm my rising agony that distracts

makes me sink into the depths of despair!

She washed the pots and pans when

she heard commotion and chants of Shiva!

She paused craning her ears, the chants

grew louder which made the Pandavas alert.

The brothers went outside and saw

the great saint Durbasa followed by

a large group of disciples advancing

towards their hut, Yudhistira and brothers

stood with folded hands to greet and

receive rishi Durbasa whose anger was

legendary for he cursed at the slightest

neglect or disrespect of his stature.

His moods were mercurial, temper

tempestuous judgements  impulsive

and he was always in a hurry 

as his patience was proverbially thin:

Yudhistira took a few steps and fell

at his feet, the brothers all bowed and

washed his feet, Draupadi wiped his feet

with her saree edge in due respect.

Durbasa blessed them profusely, praised    

their honour, valour humility and grace,

after the group was seated, Durbasa said:

we are tired and hungry, cook good food

we'll have our wash in the river

and  return soon to eat and rest.

Durbasa arose with disciples and

left for his bath and prayers       

leaving the Pandavas and Draupadi dazed.

Draupadi ran to the kitchen, searched

for rice; there was nothing; looked for

fruits, there were none, the kitchen was

dry and empty, the pots were like  

voided bowls of the inverted sky

when the stars fall in disgust

to earth's bowels protesting the sun's

domination all over the three worlds.

Draupadi struck her forehead, what fate!

O Sakha how many deaths shall I die

in this daily horror of my existence!!

 

Yudhistira was worried stiff

Bhima went out to get some fruits

Sahadeva said, Brother, this is

Duryodhana's plot, the scheming Shakuni

and the enemies cajoled the Rishi

to ask food for three hundred disciples.

If we cannot feed him he will curse,

The Pandavas may not survive his curse:

I know son said Yudhistira but

we have nothing not a grain,

not a banana - stop worrying

whatever happens accept - suddenly

a racing chariot appeared like

 a cloudmist during a sandstorm.

Yudhistira's eyes brightened when Krishna

alighted and greeted the brothers:

Hey brother! You are here, I searched

for you in the old place, where's Draupadi,

he went inside in a tearing hurry.

Yudhistira wondered at his odd demeanour

His ways are strange but how

has he come alone, no guards

no weapons; Is he on a mission -

Well he knows what he does; Nakula

it's time for the rishis to return

what shall we do? What can we feed them,

we will lay prostrate at their feet

and apologize for our inability

to quench their hunger and thirst;

after that if he curses in anger

we'll accept it as our bad luck.

 

Sakhi, Sakhi, Sakhi  I'm famished

feed me your best Drupadnandini!

Draupadi sprang to her feet from her

worry worn posture in a jerk: You

How --- when you came Sakha without

any indication  - O Sakhi, stop these

questions and feed me, I am hungry!

Draupadi's eyes leaked in profuse shame

I have nothing to give you, nothing at all

Durbasa and his train are on us

to ruin our future - O Sakhi  I am hungry

give me something: He lifted the pot

It's empty Sakha I have washed it - No

here is a grain Sakhi, let me eat it;

Krishna ate and running his hand

on his belly said O I am full,

you have saved me Sakhi - Now tell me

why did you call me? I came flying

leaving everything to time's mercy.

Draupadi wiped her eyes in wonder

you know Sakha tell me how to feed

the rishis who may come any moment!

Come Sakhi let's talk to elder brother. -

 

While taking his dip Durbasa felt

a tremor in his body and mind -

What am I doing, I have fallen

into deceit, I am now an instrument of evil

working for Duryodhana's agency -

Why should I torture the innocent Pandavas?

How can they feed hundreds of us

when they are deceived into penury

losing their royal bearing, are now

languishing in the forest bare bodied

how can I mortgage my wisdom to evil?

 If I am an enlightened sage I cannot

stoop to villainy to flatter Duryodhana.

Durbasa took another dip when he got up

he was at peace, his belly was full

his world and mind had an illumination:

He said, dear disciples let's now -

No Gurudev we are not hungry for we feel

satiated, we get the scent of the divine.

Well then, said the Rishi, let's bless them

and go our way to heal

the bruised victims of blind egotism.

 

Krishna questioned Yudhistira's apathy

to life's malignant barbs saying,

brother don't think this world rewards

the good if the good looks up the sky

in idle expectation, good must prove

itself time and again by deeds and

when evil tramples your good must

fight back and snatch from the jaws

of evil its own place in earth's bosom.

 

The rotten mangoes fall, the ripe

tasty fruits must be plucked

by desire and Karma, only the

crippled wait for things to happen.

The strong and good make things happen

brother Yudhistira now prepare at least

to show you are capable, you are strong

otherwise Duryodhana will rob your life

and throw it in the dump yard of time.

Yudhistira and the brothers bowed,

Yudhistira said, if you are with us Vasudeva

 these years of painful life will fortify

our resolve, we shall now prepare

for the final encounter with evil.

 

The Pandavas crouched in fear

what can we feed them

destitutes as we are,

they lay prostrate at Durbasa's feet

in true reverence: Rise up Yudhistira,

we are not hungry,

your truthful ways have filled us

with extra worldly energy and

we are fortunate in having a darsan

of Krishna Vasudev, we are all blessed.

Vasudev knelt down and bowed

Draupadi touched Durbasa's feet

all the rishis sprinkled water

on the bowed heads and the sage

blessed them all - your days of

horror will end soon, may you all

see brighter days and get back

what is yours, remember

bad times purge your soul to enjoy

the bliss of good to do good to others.

 

They left chanting slokas of peace

Krishna smiled at Draupadi - See

a sage's thoughts are not in the belly

go now pave the way for your

future to walk on benign soil.

 

 

 

Sunday, 27 March 2022

DRAUPADI - 65

  

Prafulla Kumar Mohanty's 

DRAUPADI - 65 

 

The birds looked in wonder

the little ones, the sparrows

took courage and flew in circles

and perched themselves in a row

on the thatch in chirpy humour.

Draupadi paused listening

the little ones then sang together

chewn chewn chwing chwing

and  sprang up into the air soaring

the sky in a grand formation.

Draupadi smiled to herself

Yes, that is the way to go.

I wish I had wings to soar

whatever I had now I am crippled.

A heavy weight of wingless time

has crushed over my world

I don't know when my time

will grow its wings to fly again.

But thank you for cheering

my drooping spirits to find myself

again to wait and hope - Draupadi!

called Bhima, there was a hint of

mischief in his mirthful voice,

Princess I am hungry serve me first,

I have brought a feast!              

The Madrisons appeared with baskets

the sages far away had a yajna

we have brought prasad

Elder brother is bringing fruits

let's eat for the next week:

Draupadi laughed, eat for the year

come after bath I will serve

on banana leaves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Non - Event

In a world of happenings

not happening too is an event

blank as space between seconds

dumb as the moon behind clouds

like silence where nothing happens.


But the world moves, the earth

moves without betraying motion

as water flows in a stream

without identity or presence

I too move up and down

with swollen ankle, but reach nowhere.


When flowers bloom stars fade

when stars dazzle the nightqueen

awakens my dead stasis

this is my state and

I merely watch my non event.


Sabita Sahu

Sunday, 20 March 2022

DRAUPADI - 64

  

Prafulla Kumar Mohanty's 

DRAUPADI - 64 

Miles inside Kamyak forest

the new Pandava hut was big

Draupadi found the Saraswati banks

more enchanting, the water

more caressing to the body

tasting sweet, her guava smell

made her happy, her birds and beasts

of the Dwaita got the scent

and joined the Kamyak flock,

raised the pitch at dawn.

The trees were lovely

dark and tall they stood

pillars of protective strength

sober and staid less talkative

than Draupadi approved

yet she was nostalgic:

Memory is the tormentor

it makes the past present

makes you smile or cry,

never leaves you alone,

often ruins your appetite

for adjustment with your new reality,

yet often also it lifts you up

bringing  back stored treasures

in torrential measures.

But the nagging memories of Dussasana's

rough hands on her often

imbalanced her moods.

 

Life moved on breath inviting

breath in pauseless succession

prolonged the days in hope's corridors.

Arjuna went out to appease Shiva

Bhima went to Dwarika to polish

his club art with Balram's tips.

The Madri sons helped Draupadi

in housekeeping and providing

household needs moving in the forest

for nature's sustaining bounties.

Yudhistira spent his time with saints

attended yajnas and conversed

with sages on dharma, philosophy

in desperate compensation for his

self invited disaster unredeemed.

 

One morning Draupadi saw him

asleep on the ground half clad in bark

his hair on the dawn wet grass

Draupadi felt her feet heavy as the

load in her mind suddenly grew.

O what a fall, the eldest Pandava

wise erudite principled upright

is a helpless sod left to the mercy

of elements unaccommodated orphan.

The King of Indraprastha, the Emperor

of the sacred Arayabarta  at whose feet

the kings, scholars and wisemen

bowed like paid courtiers at dawn

on whose crown the sun sat polishing

Dharma to purge the world of sins,

at whose command the might of Bhima

and Arjuna clammed up in reverence:

That Yudhistira is lying abandoned

as virtue denied pearl in a hole!

 

Draupadi went running caressed

his head, dusted off his body

when Yudhistira waking up met her

sparkling eyes bursting out of her

mornglow face he got up with a start -

What happened, Is anything wrong Princess?

 

Draupadi gulped all concerns

holding his hand she said, No no

nothing has happened to me, nor will

ever happen when Dharmaraja is there.

I saw you on the floor asleep

the sun is up, the birds have gone

for their daily destiny - So I came

to wake you up; Yudhistira stood up

smiling like a child and went for

morning ablutions without a word.

 

What is important, thought Panchali

crown, sceptre, throne or self respect?

When fakery throttles your truth

the straight is trampled by the crooked

why should the straight hide his shame

in fatalistic forests in total silence?

 

After Yudhistira had his body needs

duly served by Panchali and drank

Saraswati waters, Draupadi asked:

Why should one be good? Why should

one obey hate imposed rules, trapping

the good in the illusion of its own goodness.

Yudhistira frowned, good is not illusion

good is truth in action, Karma reflects

the goodness of your being. But does

it protect you against the evil of others?

You agreed to play dice in good faith

but Shakuni wielded the crooked dice

for Duryodhana's vile purpose; you

could not prevent that, you could not

know you were a toy manipulated

by the dynamic hands of evil.


Your good was mute, dharma silent.

You descended at every turn

to the depths of ignominy, their

boisterous laugh did not arouse

the wrath of Dharma, Justice

blindfolded left her balance:

Who repelled the penetration of evil?

Yudhistira in grim silence glared.

Draupadi continued - If Dharma,

justice good left you when your

soul was torn apart by evil,

you bowed  your crownless head, lowered

your eyes and walked into the trap.

And now you are rolling on

dry forest leaves in dry throated groan:

O Dharmaraja awaken your Dharma

your own native inborn, justice

and punish the abusers of vile powers

by your innate good, snatch out

what is rightfully yours by your

own  strength of justice,

defy the exile, a monocratic rule

without scriptural sanctions - stop,

Panchali  stop hurling your logic

it irritates more than it hurts;

Why should I stop? Time has come

to abandon pardon and show your

heroic power, time has come to

destroy them and claim what

you have lost to deceit and bluster.

People hate the weak and the helpless

but before the mighty they shrink,

he who knows both the things

is the right person to be the king .

Yudhistira stood up and mustering

a calm voice said Panchali! You

speak in anger and frustration

the logic of the common folk

who do not understand good or evil

they are passion-stung mortals

unaware of life's time and space.

In the history of civilization, they

count their triumphs in hours, years

in measurable limit constants:

I am not that king I know I should

not have played dice, but I did

I trusted them and failed but

I never work to enjoy the fruits

of Dharma, I do whatever I feel

is attuned to my  conscience.

If you observe Dharma and truth

you never think of fruits of desires

and accordingly I have lived and worked.

If I have paid the price for my convictions

if my Dharma has landed me here

I have no regrets, I never pretend

goodness to acquire or achieve things

I diced, I lost and I am here yet

my only misery is I have given misery

to you and my brothers, you people

became victims of my will and action.

 

Draupadi fell silent, Yudhistira looked away

both went severally to nurse their

agony in silent introspection   

 

 

Needs

My half seen world reveals

the unseen like the lighted tunnel

inside my heart opening nowhere,

yet I run for life every moment.

 

My needs are simple: Food shelter

and matte lipstick on flashy wear,

this is not simple you may taunt

but I like to flaunt what is given

as the night queen in starry nights.

 

Now I need a clear blue sky

a world free from all preparations

for war's horrible fire celebration

I now need freedom from all needs.

Impossible you say? Yes impossible:

I excel in impossibilities.

 

Life means needs for body and mind

when the body is free the mind sinks

in the ocean of imagined needs

inviting the Black Sea to

expand

her shores swallowing all human needs.

Now tell me is there anything else

than body and mind to need in life

may be salvation which I don't need.

Between birth and death 

I need my life 

Yes my life.


Sabita Sahu

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