Stop beating, oh, the bell, stop beating
The trees are sleeping, streams running into the river
Frogs no more leaping like village urchins
The village urchins thumping their breasts in shame.

Oh, the bugle, beat your siren
The war planes flapping their wings on my mother’s lap
Just to eat into her blind eyes in the dark old alley.

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The sky is encountering the common silence
Happy dance is played by the pariah wind
In rupturous joy the light fades out
A wild bonfire is born out of the womb of of the mountain.

The sky watches the time passing by
Fragrant river meets the destiny
This is the time of calling it a day.

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Is life an event? Just like many other events hot and happening but generally ending in themselves? Yes, an event is just an event happening in a consortium of time and eventually ends in a frame of time receding and fizzling out in the repository of memory. Events are just some fleeting memories in human diaspora. They are slices of life, but not life as a whole in existential precedence as life transcends life in a continuum of events. This flux of events constitute world wide web of life.

That is to say that life is not an event in itself. Rather life is eventful in spatio-temporally contextual parameters or, for that matter, life is an endless stream of events contingent one upon another in pursuit of excellence. The pursuit of excellence is embedded in all spheres of life to be achieved through perseverance and diligence and that is the paramount mission of life which prods life on and on. That prodding sets life in a perpetual motion in a frame of time and space.

So, life moves on and on perpetually. At some junctures, there are some hot and happening moments of events of all experiences. But unlike events, it never stops short of taking a breath even for a while as it has got to wander through the wonders of the world. Life itself is the vortex of our cognisable world which knows no bounds to beat a spatio-temporal retreat. And life is such that it is coincided with the phenomenology of the world and as such it is in some way synonymous with the ideoverse of the world.

In Hindu philosophy it is said that what perpetually moves is the world. The attribution of perpetuality to the idea of the world is philosophically oriented to the flight of fancy that life is a journey and not a destination. Can a perpetually moving body have any destination ahead of its endless journey? An electron revolves round the nucleus and it does have nowhere to cast its lapses on any anchor positionally and its positional lapses at best give rise to a phenomenal uncertainty. This kind of uncertainty is a true-blue flagship of the ways of life.

So, life is an odyssey unto uncertainty, a voyage which is not predestined to cast its anchor on any harbour. Its white ship sails along the aisle of hopes and despair, dreams and desire at mid-summer night and at darkness at noon. Nothing deters it in its mission of fulfillment which is achieved in the prime time of death. But death is no destination of life, it is the paramount of fulfillment in life's journey unto death. Death is the beginning of another odyssey of life unto life predestined to take cognizance of the fatality life's unending journey.

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The heart is throbbing in uncertainty
A burning pyre extinguishing near by
Watching eyes saying nothing in haste
The moon is swimming in pools of blood.

Betwixt the meadow and the ancient soul
There lies something myseriosly strange
Between the deep sea and the night moon.

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How many religions are there in the world? There are many religions in the world and there are many followers of different religions. Everyone feels and thinks that his religion is all too better than the other religions or his religion is the most potent one to beat the other ones in the fray. But is there much difference between the different religions?

The thing is that there is not any prime difference in theory between them. As I say, there is not much difference, it can be inferred that no religion is better than no religion. Is this categorisation of much help to come to any conclusion? They are almost same in form and content. Only their guises are different and their guises only make the so-called difference.

Religion is not that much an important stuff to say whether it is good or bad so much so that it is neither good nor bad. Either way it is same all the way. It is our traditionally blind faith that sustains religion in our everyday lives. Not only that, religion has caused more harm than good to human life and society.

What on earth is religion here for? To serve what purpose and to what extent? It is very contentious. But what can be said for certain that it is nothing but blind superstition. There is no rationality and scientific temper in religious thought and ideas. It is just some blind faith and dogma that carry religion home. The believers believe it and that is all. As such they choose to live in a dark world.

Majority of the population all over the world are still under its dark influence. That influence has made the situation more worse than it can be imagined. With the salvation theory by its side as preached by the concerned proponents, one religion has waged violent war of jihad against the other. Why so? Had the temper of religion been tolerant and humane, hundreds of such crusade wars could have been averted.

People can live by praying to God alone. It is their choice but no compulsion. It is all non-sense and narrow-mindedness, it is all fanaticism and violence in its contents. Still then religion is ruling the roost in people's everyday lives without any rhyme and reason. People all over the world are embroiled in religious faiths forsaking their senses of rationality and reason and that leave them astonishingly far from the actuality of reality.

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Everything is light beyond darkness
Sights and sounds come alive in beautiful flights
Nothing and nobody remain prisoned in this vast expanse
Beautiful things are equally distributed in all somgs and verses
All things are equal in this world.
We are all born out of the soil and water
We are all born equally well to gather dreams
Our dreams are all equally well to foster faith and togetherness
Togetherness in our dreams is to build belongingneess to everything
All dwelling in close proximity, all is equally all to one another
Nature brings all those glory for one and all
Everyone and everything are equally situated and equally destined
Equal voice say the prayers of good and bonhomie
But never they do sing the same song.

One day all will be in ruins
One day all will be floating in wavy silence
What if the world is submerged in violence of nothingness
All will be equally destined for the doom's day
Everybody will be facing the equal consequence, everything will be nothing
What if nobody and nothing remains the same as ever
Even then equal voice will sing the same obituary
If nothing cheers the glory in perseverance
The sense of good and bonhomie will remain for ever.

Let us sing the songs of equality
Equal voices will melt into millions of voices
Let us hold aloft the sun of humanity
It will rise rise equally rhythmically one day after another
Let us hoist the flag of freedom high upon our eternal pleasure
We will all sing the songs of brotherhood and fraternity.
Ye, brethren, let us walk hands in hands
We will overcome the darkness, victory will be the light of our lives.

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