Dungeon Prompts : Inner Voice

Do you remember the last poem I posted. How  – ” Humans are Fish & they fly above the clouds “
That helped me to visualize my inner voice. 🙂
I was thinking about how my inner voice sounds. And I wan unable to hear anything. I could only see some fuzzy things.
Then It hit me – Instead of a Inner Voice I have an Inner Sight. Soul have many ways to talk to you. Showing glimpses can be one of them.


It is there, behind the foggy boundary, afar from my sight. 
Always looking at me, with those calm bright big eyes.
Trying to illuminate, asking me to look directly into his eyes.
Unable & scared to share the truth, I look around the sky.

With a painful & compassionate desire, it lets the breeze take the message from it.
Forming light & fluffy clouds, moving forward, piling together.
Slowly the big grey cloud takes form, and I wait ,looking up at them.
Waiting for the lightning to poke some holes & let the drops fall free.
As they rain, I try to look into each drop, hoping to get the message from afar.
I find some bits and pieces of the inner voice, while fail to catch many in sight.

The task to understand them then starts.
Confusion, Frustration, Anger follows hand in hand with Joy and Excitement
I feel bliss at times, falsely perceiving the big picture in my mind.
It is false sometimes, sometimes it is not.
All this time the Eye looks sympathetically onto me.

Trying to tell me, that fool, look down on the surface you stand.
It is not a solid opaque floor for dance.
It is the eternal ether containing all my message for you.
It is the surface where all my projections are stored.
Just let those drops drop on the floor.
And reflect upon the mirror, there lies realization of myself & yours.
If you don’t want to look directly to me then look into the projection.
Don’t be afraid my boy, be brave, like your heart is.
Truth may be painful but it is truth nevertheless.
Listen to me so we both can be free.

Arigato 🙂

P.S – This is part of Dungeon Prompt: Week 3 – Inner Voice. I thought of putting it in a story format but  I liked it in this form. Can anyone tell me what one calls to paras like that??
The picture was made by me.( fast work) One day I will refine it further.
Also, one of my friend made an analogy to this figure with MATRIX concept. Like the drops being only part of code & the big picture is stored in the image of the system itself. We had an amazing chat on that. 😀

Buddha says choose


In Bliss I was
when a smiling Buddha appeared;
only to vanish, the next moment.
Leaving me in Mayas’ euphoric embrace.
Hinting me that the
choice is mine to make. 

Yeah this one is perfect & makes sense if you can figure it out.Made sense to me when I thought about it.

Arigato 🙂

P.S – I will explain it later.

The Pregnant King

by Devdutt Pattnaik

Rating : 4.8/5

Indian Mythology holds all forms of stories within it, greatest of which is Vasuki’s Mahabharata. Devdutt did an amazing job with it & threw me some more insights. I never imagined that one can write a fiction novel using the mythology. Taking help from little elements from the popular characters of Mahabharata, he has woven a simple & rich story. It doesn’t matter whether you know the actual Mahabharata, it can still entice you with its characters & its subtle messages.

It’s about the life story of the ‘Pregnant King’ Yuvanashva, King of Vallabhi. The story runs in parallel with the incidents of Mahabharata, which are sung by the bards to the King, to clarify his doubts. Story moves just like any other family drama without any war like situations in contrast with Pandavas story. King father died before his birth – the mother  rules the kingdom till he fathers a child – three wife still no child – sorcery is used & by accident king becomes pregnant. That’s all a surface description, what underlies this is rich drama with politics, duties, riddles, dilemmas, sexual acts, symbols, desires, lies and ‘the truth’.

If you get astounded to hear about the 3rd gender,  just wait when you see the characters. Each new character  throwing a new gender, a new state of mind & a new state of body. A man with a vagina, A women with a penis, a homo gender, a hetero gender  & a mother without a womb , a woman with a mans head…well you just read it. Only our mythology can hold them without any repercussions from the present. But all through the story runs the stream of desire, always in conflict with the truth or should I say the truth was there all along. Playing with the currents of change or nature & the stillness or the dharma. As the question of Dharma was raised in the Mahabharata, here also dharma is at stake. Finally, the drama unfolds & gives way to the truth. The novel is impeccable.

Devdutt Pattnaik is ingenious in his approach, just awesome I would say. That is what creativity is. Anyone can reflect on this book, it doesn’t fits in a single category of fiction or mythology or spiritual. It was a great choice just after the exams – breathed in me some new perspectives. I would surely recommend it. Do read it.