Ya Ghafaar… Ya Ghafoor… O Lord, the most merciful and forgiving… These words came out of my mouth spontaneously, of their own accord, when I saw my body lying in front of me, beaten to a pulp and now dead. Hatred, what forms it takes. When we had thought it had left from our midst,… Continue reading
I am Life
I am that thought That has not been thought before I am that feeling That has not been felt before The realms that lie above and below– Unexplored– To those places I reach Following a path never taken before. Those who expect me to continue to be That which I was yesterday Will never… Continue reading
As far as illusions go This one was deep and strong Despite my thirty something years I wasn’t prepared for this to go wrong. What seemed like profound silences Pregnant with feelings of love Turned out to be mere voids of time In search of another joke or pun. What seemed like long… Continue reading
Nehaan in Persian means ‘secret’ or ‘hidden.’ In Japanese, the same word means ‘nirvana.’ In these pages, I will make an attempt to explore, and if possible, partly or fully reveal what lies hidden from our view in our day-to-day lives. The path will be characterised by a certain lack of method which I think is characteristic of human intuition. I write and shall continue to write only when inspired to do so. This also means I might occasionally make forays into varied fields such as science, music, philosophy, language, linguistics and poetry, to name a few. I hope this would not put off new readers and tire the old ones! But who am I to complain–even the lovers of fine wine feel repulsed by the first drop and still, quite strangely, dizzy by the last.