Saturday, November 27, 2010

Life

When you reflect back on life, you may be apt to accept that it was not all that bad.

Old Age

The more I age, the more I lose my sense of self.

Sense and Experience

Consider sense and experience. As material agents, we all experience life uniformly and distinctly. Take the following example. A student of music attends a concert of classical music with someone who has not necessarily studied classical music. Both individuals will enjoy the concert as a whole and experience the music for its overall goodness and enjoyment. However, the person with the trained ear will have a more fulsome experience since they will better appreciate specific aspects of the music and enjoy the concert as a whole. Whereas, the individual who is lacking a trained ear, may not experience the music in the same way. This does not necessarily mean that the mover is degraded or demoted in either case. Only the material senses seem to compete for a greater coherence of reality while the experience as a whole may be evident to anyone who hears music that is pleasant-sounding. Consider a gifted musician who can play the violin expertly to someone who might not possess the same gift. This does not mean that the potential is not present for either mover to possess such a gift or be magnified by such an experience. Matter and form seem to determine how we understand and interact with the universe, which is inherently experienced by the widespread egalitarian mover. Take the blood that flows inside all our veins. Some of us experience blood cots and die. This does not mean that we do not appreciate the life-giving value of blood in our veins and sense its vitality. It's only that matter with the allotment of time provide a means to individualize and interpret that experience in a distinct way. Trees breathe so do humans and sunlight and water give life to all the creatures on earth. But each experience is distinguished by a material prejudice, no matter if that experience can be objectively realized. Such as sunlight beading on a tree, that leads to photosynthesis, which is an objective reality. Thus, while the experience may be real as a dialectical truth, it can still be objectively deconstructed. Why? It seems a greater more glorious reality persists that is more logical and all-seeing. Why then should there be matter and form? What is the mover's purpose? Is it relegated to only form by which the trained ear contemplates music or the valiant soldier trounces the enemy. How is that accountable to an objectively known reality that may be predetermined. The mover is central to our question and matter provides some answers or a knowable set of talents that are also limited. I can visualize a demonic monster arising from the depths of the ocean to lay siege to a helpless city, but that does not make it materially true. Are these material apparitions limited in scope or are they hanging by the cusp of an infinite reality. The possibilities are endless. I think therefore I am but as I think am I not unthinking. It seems that the consideration of metaphysics often relegates us to the status of beasts. Let's hope otherwise.

Kajaal

Wo kajal ki lakirah kabi teri ghalo sey nahi millah,
Kaabi na dekhu yeh anko mei ansu say terah kajal bahai.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Hunger

If you want to empathize with world hunger, simply consider never having chicken again in your life.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Reason

If reason rules the world and man has the capacity for reason why should he exist and why should there be ignorance. Is man's capacity for reason a necessary evil. Is he deluded by his own existence and therefore, dependable on reason for salvation. Is that an acceptable means to an end when we consider the totality of the universe. It seems that man needs to internalize reason or to become reason for reason itself to be justifiable to his existence. If reason was man and man was reason, should they not cease to exist or by persistently co-existing, would man not improve his condition. Therefore, should we not all strive to be models of righteousness as Nietzsche suggested.

Meri Zindaagi

Meri zindaagi mei khaafi dukh aya
Meri zindaagi mei khaafi dukh aya
Kaabi nahi kiya hathyar sei dushmanno ka sayah
Ajnaabi yah wo ho apno say bi parayah
Jo is kalaam nei nahi karaho un dastano ka chayah

Life is Good

Life is good, but . . .

Life in America

Life in America often seems like a mean between averages.

The World

I believe this world is a testament to God's terrible grace and indiscernible majesty.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The Truth

In my search for truth, there have been many unintended consequences.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Har Pal

Apna har pal mere liya acha socha
Apna har pal mere liya acha socha
May nay har pal apko naraz kiya
Jab dil nahita tho jeehan ki kyaa baat
Jab emaan say bi tokarah gayah and kohi nahi ta awaan
Tho ragahi sirif ek andaari raat.

Forgiveness . . .

This life is an act of forgiveness for our shortcomings.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Return to God . . .

I believe our life needs to constantly revert to God. Consider the law of temptation. Did an apple ever taste the same for Adam whence he was expelled from heaven for tasting the condemned fruit.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Neend

Yeh neend be ha ek Allah ki rehmat,
Yeh neend be ha ek Allah ki rehmat,
Jab raat ko soyah hoo jassai ghuzaarti hai Qiyamat,
Aur kwaaboi mei dehka hai ek jannat ki rohanat,
To jaggnah ka nahi bohlo jab is neend ki hifazat

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

A Simple Rule . . .

If you can do, if you can't or shall not or won't, just don't.

Life . . .

Life is a lot like a game of chess . . . the most important thing is to decide when to move.

My Life . . .

I would describe my life as a sardonic surprise birthday party . . .

Capitalism and the United States

I believe that the extreme concentration of wealth in the United States due to a long-standing capitalist model will result in one of the fastest contracted economies in the world.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Nuks . . . Urdu Poetry Continued

Aksar, may choti choti batto pay ladkara gya hoo
Aksar, may choti choti batto pay ladkara gya hoo
Asa na ho, key ek din mah koi baddi bath pay badkara ja hoo

Knowing . . .

I know who I am, do you?

Friday, November 5, 2010

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Urdu Poetry . . . Meri Bhool/Kabi Socha Ta

Kaabi shaadi ka socha ta to ghalib he nahi millah; jab ghalib he nahi millah tho jivani he ko gayah; jab jivani he ko gayah tho quoi kihani he nahi ti; jab kihani he nahi ti tho quoi abadi he nahi dehki; jab abadi he nahi dekhi tho quoi kurban hona ke liyeh nahi ta; jab quoi kurban hona ke liyeh nahi ta tho quoi gilaniyah he nahi ti; jab gilaniyah he nahi ti tho quoi shirvaniyah he chor gayah; jab shirvaniyah he chor gayah tho pir wo shirmanah he bhool gahi; jab shirmanah he bhool gahi tho zimanah he badal gayah; jab zamanah he badal gayah tho quoi piyah he nahi ta; jab piyah he nahi ta tho quoi lihnana ke liyah nahi millah; jab lihnana ke liyah nahi millah tho quoi pani he nahi baha; jab pani he nahi baha tho pyaas lagti hi gahi; jab pyaas lagti hi gahi tho umeed say chotkara hi sahi; jab chotkara hi bana to sano dil bi bichar gayah; jab dil bi bichar gayah tho quoi parvah he nahi rahi; jab parvah he nahi rahi tho puranah raviyah he palat gayah; jab raviyah he palat gayah tho quoi mastana he nahi raha; jab mastana he nahi raha tho quoi shirarat he nahi ti; jab shirarat he nahi ti tho quoi mujbooriyah hi nahi siyah; jab mujbooriyah bi nahi siyah tho sirif maharbaniyah hi ra gahai; jab maharbaniyah hi ra gahai tho pir thora kojah ta sa gayah.

Religion . . .

We all practice religion but we all believe selfishly in God.

Burping . . .

Burping is nature's way of saying eat more.

Looking . . .

When we look at the world through another's eyes, do we see what we want or do we see what we ought . . .

Monday, November 1, 2010

India . . .

I believe India has the most self-less people in the world . . .

Must love cars . . .

If you were struck by a car and died, would it matter to you if the car was expensive or would you regret that it was just any ordinary car.