POEMS BY KALPANA: UNANSWERED QUERIES

POEMS BY KALPANA: UNANSWERED QUERIES: I have this strong urge to write each and everything, every minute detail related not just t...

POEMS BY KALPANA: Power of Zero

POEMS BY KALPANA: Power of Zero: ‘Zero’ sounds nothing only emptiness but still its value is not at al...

POEMS BY KALPANA: LINE OF INTERVENTION

POEMS BY KALPANA: LINE OF INTERVENTION: Isn’t it weird to say it’s my life, in whatever way I wa...

LINE OF INTERVENTION

                                                               

                Isn’t it weird to say it’s my life, in whatever way I want to live I live, but out of us all, how far have we lived our life without bothering for our near and dear ones and this whole lot society? Society is the dominating factor of our life, sooner or later we all fall in the trap of this society. It is this society giving us our daily bread butter how can we ignore then? This responsibility enters in our life when we have cut our cord with our parents, in their shelter you can brag about how independent u r but ultimately you are obliged towards society and you will have to repay it sooner or later. 

                 However hard the rules and regulations are, but it is a line drawn at a certain point, a full stop for us and to erase the line or full stop can lead us to barbarian act. This barbarian act can hinder or intervene others freedom of living.  Society itself is a line drawn for all of us to follow. The line which defines our act against barbarism is not limited or immovable. It keeps on extending slowly as people release their biases of intervention. Sometimes, definition of barbarian itself has to be modified from generation to generation what was previously known as barbarian is now not been considered barbarianism. It is okay with the people to break or modify certain rules and this brings revolution in the line of intervention. No longer do people bother about the previous set ups they easily accept new lines drawn by the society.

                 If there wouldn’t have been changes or lines extended the world would had come to halt. Life would have become monotonous, progress would have stopped. It is not just in one field but everyday life we care to bring slight changes. These changes builds our motivation to do something new achieve something great and here we misinterpret this change as an egoism, causing havoc with the preceding generation.  Here starts the beginning of generation gap. The line of intervention which younger generation extends for their comforts is understood as inconsideration towards elders and beliefs that was set up long back by the ancestors.          

                 Imagine, world not changing, lines not extending where would have we stood now? We would have still been living in a jungle with animals involved in a barbarian act followed by our ancestors’ when there were no such lines, no societies to bother about.  It is the theory of two extremities only difference is that now barbarism is enveloped with intelligence given the name of modernity and is concealed with gift wrappers to look presentable and acceptable and previously it was done in ignorance and for basic necessity of life.  

                  It is not that our ancestors had no lines drawn of intervention in others privacy but that line slowly was extended by their descendants  and in this way progress was happening , thinking  broadening, set- ups changing, habits and styles changing , in this way life revolutionized, but for better or for worse that only future  of the world can predict.  How far this line will be stretched this only time will tell.

Power of Zero

                                                     

             ‘Zero’ sounds nothing only emptiness but still its value is not at all uncertain.  Except intellectuals like Newton, Ramanujaan, and writers like Shobha de, Arundhati Roy and me who so ever had thought about it?  A four letters word zero but four though so heavy weighted is stampede with power of ‘0’ so four letters stand out of place. Let’s define ‘Zero’. It fulfills a central role in mathematics as the additive identity of the integers, real numbers, and many other algebraic structures. As a digit, 0 is used as a placeholder in place value systems. In the English language, 0 may be called zero, nougat or (US) naught (no), nil, or "o". Informal or slang terms for zero include zilch and zip.  A circle of zero says nothing nullifying everything but its circumference is heavily formulated with the word ‘2πr’god knows why? Maybe, its heavy formula is heavily guarded with the circle drawn with pencil symbolizes to the ‘Laxman Rekha’ drawn by our brother Laxman portraying loyalty towards his sister in law and his brother Ram. The line of zero cannot be under estimated. Zero alone looks like a pauper standing alone near the temple and begging but imagine if somebody pours 5 to it then the power of zero rises to 50 that is its value has increased two folds.

              Records show that the ancient Greeks seemed unsure about the status of zero as a number. They asked themselves, "How can nothing be something?” leading to philosophical and, by the medieval period, religious arguments about the nature and existence of zero and the vacuum to reduce to zero in physics, the zero-point energy is the lowest possible energy that a quantum mechanical physical system may possess and is the energy of the ground state of the system.     

              The concept of "nothing" is a symbolic placeholder that really means "the connection between some elements that we cannot see at the moment." We have the word "nothing" but it doesn't correspond to anything that we actually experience. The absence of something is still a thing, i.e., it is air. Or it is the space that joins/divides/differentiates things. But there was an entire thread dedicated to the question of "Nothing," so I don't think we should go into that too much …but still zero has the power to say nothing into something. This illogical zero means nothing has evidently great power to say everything. When we enter into the room we do not find anything we say oh! There is nothing in the room. At this point we are incorrect because there is a logical vacuum filling the space which occupies whole of the space of the room.

UNANSWERED QUERIES

                             

             I have this strong urge to write each and everything, every minute detail related not just to my life but everything related to the whole universe. From the start to the end all interest me a lot.  It can be said inquisitiveness that I am and that’s what keeps me alive.

             Isn’t this universe an amazing place? It’s a game called ‘bhul bhulaiyaa’ a maze where you are trapped once entered inside but to come out no intelligence can lead you to exit except when god calls. Let’s talk about planet earth? It is like somebody asking you who came first in this planet hen or egg? Ponder over… is it easy for you to answer? Well then you can explain to me.  According to me it’s a very complicated question for which I am trying very hard to find but ultimately I give up. Still again and every time it resurfaces my mind to haunting me snatching all peace of my mind from here starts my family and my problem.

              In this way there are many questions that are left unanswered like why we have sun rising in the east? Why moon always shines in night. Why do we die? Why we are born? Why we human are social animal? And much more Yeah, we do have myths related to these questions, many grandmother stories in process from generations followed.  Oh I do think but there are many other priorities that have to be fulfilled before I start researching. Debates are waiting from my side to start when once all our settled in the living room as they are always unavoidable for me. Many such quests are such that unless I don’t discuss and show my intelligence I couldn’t have deep peaceful slumber. My inquisitiveness and pretentiousness has been famous as dim-witted and foolish as they are people living in the practical world happy with the questions left unanswered.

              My mind no wonders it doesn’t stop thinking, it’s moving towards the great topic related to politics, history, geography science etc. no, not science because science has its own proven theory about each and every problems undoubtedly, keep on changing every successive years. I for one happy with the thought of the opportunity I shall receive to start a conversation with intelligence,  perhaps thinking it may be the hot topics of discussions for my friends and foes( because they are irritated by my arguments still smiling irritated wondering about my sanity). Feeling happy with the attitude I am smarter than you I start, is Chidambaram our home minister responsible for 2g scam? Is Obama a right president of the first nation America? Related to this question another question my mind has prepared for irritated glance is why America is known as the first nation?  People around me wonder not about the debate but about my sanity.  

              Here in the scene enters my poor family members frustrated with the inquiries about my sane mentality, poor husband and my children simply mad answering them and irked by my behavior waiting for an explanation and pleading to keep my mouth  and mind shut but how can I…     

Dilemma

On the lane of thoughts
Lines of words passing through
Overcrowding and jumbling
Building chaos and anxiety
on the lane of thoughts.

Anxious and confused
Tears roll on the sheet
Not sure of my words and rhyme
yet my heart instigating me to write.

As tears roll down
on whiteness of the sheet
I find my words rhyming up
and my poems
well, piling up.