Doctrine of Silence
----- By: Saptarshi Dutt
Silence is a valuable constituent of the game of life; silence is the key that has the potential to open doors even when one is filled up with perplexed thoughts and imaginations. it can open up the mind’s doors even at confusion, tension, or anxiety. silence empowers one to think things through and come up with solutions and answers because it is only in silence one can listen the tune of one’s conscious ness and listen well. one can listen to the soul of one self with deepest wisdom only when one dwells in silence.
In the absence of silence one tend to get overridden by worldy thoughts, materialistic pleasures, surrounding ambiance. we perhaps tend to get overtaken by the mind and the body, and of course our emotions, which genuinely drives human creatures nine on ten times. the clutter prevents one from listening to one’s psyche and soul, which are the true umpires of any human creatures. hence, to listen to one’s conscious ness and the inner soul, one needs to keep oneself at a secluded place, which is free from the surrounding emotions, waves of thoughts, and desires. to know one’s best self one needs to analyze what he/she truly desires. Many a times we get flabberstruck considering the invaluable results one produces when they are in silence. To know one’s Divinity, to create a strong bond with silence, we might have to learn many things and have to make innumerable sacrifices. but again, the feedback that one gets is probably far more than that of the sacrifices made by us.
It may be interesting to carry out a small experiment with one’s life. if we see that when we go to some place where there is plenty of silence and quiet. Sit in silence, get acclimatize with the situation, and observe yourself. One will find that in silence one is beginning to know his inner self. People in earlier days too went to Himalayas, and caves to find “this silence”, this silence, which is secluded from noisy surroundings, distractions, and buzz. the ambiance there is truly pleasant and nice to feel. it is a sense of feelings, which one would experience. it is the ambience of quiet engenders the experience of looking within.
The life most of us live, is an outer life. the outside is undoubtedly very beautiful but if we think it from the grass root, we would see that the outer life of human mankind is rather embellished with worldly pleasures and materialistic pleasures. even though it is undisputed truth that the outer edifice of our life, which we have created with our money, class, energy, finance, man power is truly filled with lavish items and things. however the inner world is even better or probably by far the best from every facets of our life. It is more stronger, more greater, and even bigger than that of our outer life. Whatever exists in the inner soul of our self is always true, genuine, and unadulterated. Whatever subsists in the Universe outside also actually exists very much within our self. The whole universe, and may be more, exists inside this inner soul. With our limited capabilities if we are able to trace our qualities and credentials, we would lead a blissful and contended life. Hence, it is our duty to bring alive our inner world with which we can lead a far better life. Again here too, it’s the inner world that has the capacity to open the floodgates for us.
Right now, we are enjoying the pleasure of our traveling. We take decisions on the basis of the possibility of peaceful ness, joyful, harmonious, healthy mind and body, and this clear life without any kind of insecurity, fear, pains, sufferings, tensions, or worries. If we are searching for those possibilities in the outer world it is almost next to impossible for the evaluation is pretty clear to derive. It can give many comforts you ask for, but with comforts there comes ache, and uneasiness too. With any outer happiness, unhappiness would come too. thus, anything that emulates from the outer world come with its opposite in tow.
Take some time off everyday to be silent, even if it ranges from five to fiteen minutes. Feel it, experience it, and observe it, and one would be bewildered considering the results it produces. That is the moment when one is totally with oneself. that is the best moment when you are totally immersed with yourself --- both physically as well as mentally.
Silence does not mean absence of speech. Silence is an inner state of mind. Something will automatically change in one’s state, in one’s nature, and the silence will establish in itself. Even if one is in catastrophe, no one can destroy the silence, none can take away the silence from you. once silence starts helping you, helping your evolution, then one can easily enjoy the beauty, which this life produces.
Silence is a state of conscious ness. Silence is not an effort. Thus, if one is making an effort to be silent; one is making probably more noise and buzz. Silence is an effortless effort. It will take its birth spontaneously along with one’s understanding, simultaneously. Silence is the actual birthplace of our “Soul”.
Authored by:
Saptarshi Dutt12/07/2009 7:41:29 PM
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
MERGE
MERGE
There came one cool, crisp Halloween,
An Angel whom I never met before.
Who led me to a World that was completely unveiled
With full of pioneering and innovativeness thoughts
Her eyes were like the Autumn moon,
And voice like the Autumn air,
I feared my dream would end too soon,
as I drew her close and held her there.
Like tiny, precious drops of gold
Moments were shared betwixt us.
Embraces were exchanged and secrets were told,
but real love was never disclosed.
For she was destined to become my memory
and I knew it well.
So I told her that she'd always be a part of me...
and she always will, I know.
Composed:
Saptarshi Dutt
There came one cool, crisp Halloween,
An Angel whom I never met before.
Who led me to a World that was completely unveiled
With full of pioneering and innovativeness thoughts
Her eyes were like the Autumn moon,
And voice like the Autumn air,
I feared my dream would end too soon,
as I drew her close and held her there.
Like tiny, precious drops of gold
Moments were shared betwixt us.
Embraces were exchanged and secrets were told,
but real love was never disclosed.
For she was destined to become my memory
and I knew it well.
So I told her that she'd always be a part of me...
and she always will, I know.
Composed:
Saptarshi Dutt
DEEP LONGING
A DEEP LONGING
I wish you were near to me
But you are terribly far.
I want very much
to share your laughter...
but far away... you are!
Self composed:
Saptarshi Dutt
I wish you were near to me
But you are terribly far.
I want very much
to share your laughter...
but far away... you are!
Self composed:
Saptarshi Dutt
DREAMER
DREAMER
Look far away
for a little while,
and tell me
those dreams you see
From the fountain of love
that flows from your heart,
great things will soon come to be.
Composed by:
Saptarshi Dutt
Look far away
for a little while,
and tell me
those dreams you see
From the fountain of love
that flows from your heart,
great things will soon come to be.
Composed by:
Saptarshi Dutt
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Daughter A daughter is not a passing cloud, but permanent, holding earth and sky together with her shadow. She sleeps upstairs like mystery in a story, blowing leaves down the stairs. We who at sixty claims that we know everything ironically know nothing. We become dull and disoriented by uncertain weather. We kneel, palms together, before this blossoming altar
Self-composed
Saptarshi Dutt
Sweet Heart
I will never forget of all the things she has done for me
Just those trivial stuffs
Saving me a seat on the bus
Tying my shoelaces and taking my blames upon herself
Now the years have rolled and both of us has matured
Even now, when she is beside me
I am still the little kid
Waiting to get her hands of support
She is my alibi. She is my punching bag.
She is my friend. My sweet heart.
Self-composed:
Saptarshi Dutt
20.11.2008
I will never forget of all the things she has done for me
Just those trivial stuffs
Saving me a seat on the bus
Tying my shoelaces and taking my blames upon herself
Now the years have rolled and both of us has matured
Even now, when she is beside me
I am still the little kid
Waiting to get her hands of support
She is my alibi. She is my punching bag.
She is my friend. My sweet heart.
Self-composed:
Saptarshi Dutt
20.11.2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Disdain figures
Disdain figures… …
They are born
Like the moss of bacteria
Their foetus grows
Under the veil of cloth
They grow up
Amidst mucky ambiance
They eat
Uneatable or left-over foods
They sleep at their best
In a sheet of gunny bags
They play
With filthy toys
They collect rubbish
To earn their bread
They starve
To survive
They are derelict
By the society
For them---
There is no implementation of laws
Their cost of life
Is less than that of street dogs.
Composed by:
Saptarshi Dutt.
8/29/2008 4:54 PM
They are born
Like the moss of bacteria
Their foetus grows
Under the veil of cloth
They grow up
Amidst mucky ambiance
They eat
Uneatable or left-over foods
They sleep at their best
In a sheet of gunny bags
They play
With filthy toys
They collect rubbish
To earn their bread
They starve
To survive
They are derelict
By the society
For them---
There is no implementation of laws
Their cost of life
Is less than that of street dogs.
Composed by:
Saptarshi Dutt.
8/29/2008 4:54 PM
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