Man: The most intelligent salve species in the world.

by Kanchan Lata
We are the salve of our parents, customs, religion, government, ethics, moral, country, needs, money and everything around us.


Those to proudly profess that we live in a free country and free nation and advanced & developed world forget that we are just an advanced salve
We can not do anything as per our own will because we are salves and people who dare to do are eliminated from the so called society.
We are just a chained multicelluar being that is afraid and scared to be what it is.
How does it matters to anyone in the universe if we are alive or dead. All of us are just tools to make others happy in the world and they are the tools to make someone else happy ...the chain goies on.
We try and try and try to do things but we end up in the vomit of our own supressed desires to do something that has rotten now...iits pity how humanity has fallen in disgrance while we still claim to be free.




When will we wake up and realize this fact?
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Know Where You Belong

by Kanchan Lata
Have you realized that in life there are many ways and many passes?
But there is only one way that satisfies and addresses your soul.
I am not talking about spiritual thing here. What we consider spiritual is very different.
There are thousands of people who are searching and are in the hope of one day fining some or the other purpose of life but
It is not what they think that they were born to do
Our societies very conveniently never let us even think what we are born to do or search for our passion
It is the embargo and baggage of the society that every individual lives and fashions his life.
We never even stop at any point of time and think is it worth it.
Is this what I am?
If you look at your life till now you will realize that it is absolutely nothing.
Just being a tool to make the life of other human being better. Yes that’s what you are.
But all this can be changed by simple thinking. Is what i am doing worth my life? If the answer is no then it is because
You are just a tool. It might satisfy your mind because that is what society has trained you to think and do: BE A TOOL.
If you can shake yourself away from the humanly created rules to keep you down you will see that there is something that calls your soul. That is what you are. Dont Be a tool.
There is only one way and you will come to that only if you are awake.
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Move ON

by Kanchan Lata
When situation pulls you back, have the courage to defy it

It’s the cruel and heartless world where no one belongs. At every point you will be tested and forced to bow down
You will feel like this is not worth it. Life is so much more if you have the eye to see beyond.
But in this world you will have to stand still and let the wind pass which will derive its strength from your fall.
With courage and stamina you will defeat the ultimate
It is not the moment to rethink and rework it is the moment to move advance, To march on your path
There is nothing that can stop you JustBcozz there is nothing that is impossible for you.
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A desperate plea of tied spirit

by Kanchan Lata
There are many ways and many things in this world.
We find something and then get stuck with it.
We want to change but don’t know how where is the gap why is it not getting done.
Where to look for it, where to go for it? I am in a fix.
I do not know what to do.
The will power dashes against the hard rock of the unseen force.
It can’t move it can’t bend. Life gets stuck and there is no opening for it.
It begs and begs for help but the common morgal.
The consciousness pricks that it cannot go on like this there is something very profound waiting to happen.
There is blast of genius works in patches. The life yearns for consistency.
How will it happen who will do it? The doors are shut tightly the hinges fasten securely. Come rescue me from the dungeon of abandonment.

It looks up for a hand that will support that will take it out of the dungeon. It is enough for it to come out once. Freedom the most coveted and the only wish. A freedom from every bondage, every grain is what the true spirit yearns for.

Come
Celebrate!!!

"Lets slip out let there be some light and some moments of freedom.
Come out of the hole see the light
Come above the surface come to the horizon
Come where the heart lies
Come through the desert and come through the plains
Come from the mountains come from the unfathomable depths
Come from the heavens and come from the hell
Come oh!! spirit
Come reunite to break the bondage of the ages
Seek the freedom and the song
Come bathe in free spirit.
Come break the bondage once and for all....."

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Our Origin.....Something to Ponder

by Kanchan Lata
Dear Friends,
I was reading some articles on the origin of human beings on this planet.
The major assumption or i should say almost confirmation is that
" The human beings originated in the African continent"
Can any one think why on the African continent only and not any other land mass on the earth?
What was the trigger for that?
Is there any rationale to it or it was a mere chance?
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Biggest irony of life !!!

by Kanchan Lata
Pain is the begning of all life..........
it was our first experince in the world still we have not learned to
manage it.......or handle it........or cope with it........ or transcend it.....
we say that life teaches everything but we fail to learn and comprehend the first lesson that life has made us experience it...that is the irony of life
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Chasing the invisible Worthless Wind

by Kanchan Lata

Dear Friends, in this little piece written by me ........I had portrayed one of the life's greatest bonding with the imagery of the WIND. Enjoy !!!

Chasing the invisible Worthless Wind


Every day at dawn I sit up for a moment then again begin my chase for the worthless wind..

It plays hide and seek every day....

It is committed to not stay there with me...

Yet every day i sent many precious seconds chasing this worthless wind.

It derives its energy by sucking my life force...

Few more years are added to its life every time I spend my life chasing the worthless wind...


It lures you and binds with an invisible thread

It pulls you negating all your effort to move apart and lead your life.

It forces you on your knees and kicks you on your back.

Yet you spend the precious years of your life chasing the invisible worthless wind.


It takes but one moment and one gust of your strength to break the invisible thread

But by the time you realize this there is no strength left in you...

Chasing the worthless wind becomes your life goal ...

with Million years added to its life from your labour..


The invisible wind moves to find a stronger backup

Once your strength wanes.

Leaving you to die a slow death.

It moves on to rejuvenate itself.. To its next prey.

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by Kanchan Lata

Hi friends

Its been 5 months for me in Bangalore. It’s been quite a journey. The hardest were the first two months when it was like leaving my second home Goa to come in the strange mundane land of Bangalore. The stay in Bangalore in these months has been blurring. I have never been outside my home.....away from my parents and Goa was my home outside home. It was not easy for me for the first six months in Goa as these were time when I really really and badly missed my home... My mum and my room. But sooner or later I had learned to build my own dream castle here in Goa. The person I loved most talking to Ashish Sarda was the unique character in my life. I sometimes did not like to be with him but somehow I always wanted him around me when I was down. I did looked upto him when I was down. He really helped me come out of some of my lowest point. I am able to share anything with him. Its like he is always there good times as well as mostly in the bad times when I do not know what to do and where to go. No wonder he pulled me out of the two months here in Bangalore. He would know the exact occasion when I am about to cry or when I had called him after crying. He was there when I was too happy and wanted to share any good news and he was also there when I had the worst news of my life. It did not ever felt judgmental or ever had a second thought about talking to him about anything. Its just that he makes you comfortable about yourself. And he has an opinion about everything in this worldJ

I can never say what those moments worth to me.............

Its time captured in immorality preserved like the precious October azure ....a retreat from the mundane world.............


....................like the soft music of silence

the compassion of being....................

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