तिमी
फुल बनेर आयौ तिमी
सौन्दर्यले सुवास छर्यो
सुन्दर मनको मिठासले
थाहै नपाई मन चोरयो....

मोहनी थ्यो त्यो बोलीमा
बोली सुन्दै लट्ठ परे
सुद्ध बोली मिठो श्वोर
सुन्दा सुन्दै बानी परे ...
लागु औषध जस्तै भयौ
अलि अलि गर्दै डुब्दै गए

हासो को त कुरै छोडौ
मुस्कान ले नै घायल पार्यो
घायल मन न थियो मेरो
प़ल भरमै  वस मा पर्यो
प़ल भरमै  वस मा पर्यो ........

     

            

I am virtual

Life starts on its on way. We don’t even know why we are born. In fact, no one knows why they are here in this planet. Sometimes what I feel is there is nothing that is real, everything is just virtual. This life is virtual, dreams are virtual, people around you are virtual, and everything is virtual. Nothing is true. I my self is virtual.

I can see, but I have no idea why I see. I can think, but I don’t know why I think. I speak ,but I have no reason behind why I am speaking. I have so many people around me but I can’t explain why they are around me or why I am with them. If i don’t have reasons behind these all, how can I consider myself as real? And I even don’t why I am running behind all these reasons.

Sometimes I feel like I don’t exist. People around me don’t exist. There is nothing around me. This so called earth doesn’t exist. Everything around is fake. May be because I am getting closer towards those all reasons or may be i know nothing and my empty mind is just making more noise. Not only mind, these days, my heart too started making noise   . There is a competition between mind and heart, who will speak first. When they start to fight another person gets born within me. I don’t know where it comes from. May be I have multiple personality or whatever. I don’t want to find reason behind this. Anyway, this third person is always a lucky one for me because it is the one who makes me free of decisions. Every decision is made by this third person. I even don’t have control over my own decisions’. So how can I consider myself as real one?  I am virtual I don’t exist.

So who am I then? What and where is my destiny? I don’t have destiny. When someone asks me “who are you?” I say my name, the name that is given by my parents. Is my name my identity? No, never, I don’t think name, nationality or whatever   is the identity of a person.  I can change my name in every fraction of seconds. Nationality can be changed. Few decades back there existed a country called “NIPPON” and now there is Japan .Everything is just virtual. Likewise, what people see on me is that third person not me. Nothing here is real. They say they know me, they have seen me but the reality is they don’t know me and haven’t seen me either. I even don’t exist how can they see me? I am not me I am virtual image of that 3^rd person. Thus, I am virtual.

I love being virtual and I know no one here is real one. In fact, nothing here is real. Everything is supposed. Earth was supposed to be earth, Sun was supposed to be sun, cow is supposed to be a cow. Everything was started with let us consider and everyone considered it as a real one. No one tried to find the truth and the truth is no one will ever find the truth too. Thus, I am happy I am not real and I don’t want to be real too.