All about darkness ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… The first man seated on a dark mountain peak, was dizzy to feel himself a lonely ghost. None was there except the whisper of dark waves that he is per se the undefined lonely ghost, covered by dark and seated on the mountain peak with an empty heart. Soon after a sickly ray of light appeared from the dark and faintly stumbled to his face. He was getting excited to see the first woman. She was beside him whom he could not see before. Both of them were perplexed to see them under the trembling lightwave. They asked each other “who are you?”, and simultaneously answered, “I am that.” 

Dark has remained over there, and they were surrounded by this. The ghostly whisper with luminous rays then covered the mountain peak; dark omit instant and both of them screamed together, “we are the light”. The sparkling light rays then disappear and shady dark again covered the mountain peak. Both man and woman were bewildered to see the hoaxing game of light and dark, seated lonely on the mountain peak to mutter, “For God’s sake, we don’t know who we are; maybe we are dark; but we want the light to see each other for saying this, —“I am that.”… Continue reading All about darkness ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Momentary talks ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… The sunny clouds are comin’ and goin’ like lonely thunder.
From where it comin’? Goin’ where?, I ask myself
Croak croak…, the rainy toad answered me by seated in its toadstool./ … Multicolored butterflies flying surround the tea leaves.
From where they are comin’ with these multicolors? Goin’ where?
I ask myself over again, 
Croak croak…, the rainy toad leaps on the pond to its toadstool./ … From where this chatterbox arrives? Now goin’ where?
I ask myself by seeing the jumping toad, 
Torrential rainfall begins at this moment, to stop me… Continue reading Momentary talks ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Two strangers leap into the void ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… The entire situation is humorous with enigmatic chaos. An incomplete road confined two squared-face strangers in the labyrinth of void looking ‘nothing’. The spirally divided road ends by reaching the middle point and nothing is visible after that point. Anyway, it does not mean that the road is complete or nothing has existed beyond over the middle point. Maybe something has existed after the visible limit of yonder strangers. They are poor human. One is bookish. He is eager to find the source of everything. Another is a hoax. He tried to amuse people by his jiggery-pokery game of magic… Continue reading Two strangers leap into the void ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Dear Querist, I am not alone despite the problem of aloneness (First Part) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… Something is fishy which whispers in my ears and forcing me to realize the meaning of the word ‘Reality’ and I invented the word ‘Reality’ to understand ‘What Reality is or how it looks like’! Joking, but I have no alternative. I am not free, the body-machine is my commander and I am liable to obey the commandments. Where I live is my reality and I am certain about that, but I am not certain about the reality that who the ‘I’ is and for what purpose… Continue reading Dear Querist, I am not alone despite the problem of aloneness (First Part) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

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Mind-Monkey and the animated ignorance ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… Once I was in a balance between the sensory organs and the brain, today I see nothing except the brain. Once it was just like a receiver, today it appeared the great analyzer and talker of all visible or invisible events. One day I confined in Nature without any sense that I am confined. Nowadays I willfully confined me in the machine-reality. The mind-monkey once provoked me to think that somebody enslaved me and now it provoked me the same that I am subservient. Once the great monkey insisted me to worship somebody, and today it insisted me to worship the virtual word “machine based enlightenment”. God or whatsoever is absent, and none is there who can deserve worship for his grandiosity… Continue reading Mind-Monkey and the animated ignorance ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Simple is not simple ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Yes, life is simple but the choice is extremely sour when you see your blind sister is waiting with innocent desire. She wants to catch the shades of life through her blind eyes and reluctant to sleep before that. Last noon she touched my face and said, “Brother, take me to the roof. I will take a bath in the eternal sunshine. Please help me, brother, I want to grab the white lights in my dark eyes. Do you know colorful sunlight is my only insignia in the dark? Let move and take me to the roof. You are my parent, my one and only medium who can take me to the roof. Please, take me there.”… Continue reading Simple is not simple ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Lonely Attic ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

My attic is my mirror to see the daily events of life. The little mirror is my only world to see the bandaged sky and thorny lane at the same time and fashion. It displayed the neighbor who stabbed bit before the moment, who raped a little moment earlier, who threatened by the gangsters a minute ago, and terrorist killed him in broad daylight when I was busy to catch numerous modes of Rodin’s “Thinker”, settled me in the cozy armchair./ The bronzed man led me to the thought-provoking synthesis of the incidents, which was happening in the lane at that time. Synthesizing the incident in mind is more exciting rather facing it. The attic is the safest place for him to take different modes of thoughts like Rodin’s bronzed artwork… Continue reading Lonely Attic ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

The breathless traveler ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

At last, I again found the inn. The compassionate owner left his room to see me bewildered by dream and reality. It’s not wise for me to believe him, because, the incident is not real. Perhaps I am hanging in the midst of sleep and dream, maybe walking between the real and surreal, which again elevated me to the quartet hole… Continue reading The breathless traveler ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Flying into the dark ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Now you are at the peak of your destiny, fitted to watch the realm, in where dark and lights are eternal for each other. They are eternal to make you over-and-again. Don’t be afraid to feel your insignificance. Don’t be repentant to see the limitless significance of starry existence; just feel it in your heart, and prepared you for the ultimate flight; yeah, just thrown yourself from the mountain peak to take an eternal flight… Continue reading Flying into the dark ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Let there be light ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

I know my eyes can see the visible; and I know I’m myopic to see the buoyant stream of invisible, just beneath the visible. I want to feed my eyes as blind feeds his eyes to feel, to see, to narrate, to touch and to embrace all visible and invisible, despite his ultimate nightmare that he is none to see anything in broad daylight or electrified nighttime… Continue reading Let there be light ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Mindstate of a restful mind ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Mind move towards ambition, generally noticed in noon, sometime late noon and occasionally in early night. The movement reflects the higher peak of ambition. Mind motivated itself own to climb the peak at any cost. Even though, desire of higher peak not certainly predictable. Restful mind can take wrong path (such as the bottom-corner) to think that, it be the exact road to reach the ambition. Ambition is an unstable riddle due to the uncertain movements of mind… Continue reading Mindstate of a restful mind ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Let it be ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

I’m greedy for the moment when you hold my hand to say, “Let it be honey before starts another good day again”. The moment is joyous to me. I know your eyes ignite to counts enormous good for me that’ll bring me to the happiness. Relation is a token of happiness. It deserves care, waits for love, and wanted safe in this bizarre-looking surface. When you kiss me by the cliché wording it mirrors your desire to be care, love and to be safe under the great harbor, despite the relentless presence of evil spirits in our tiny life… Continue reading Let it be ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Meaningless forever ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Seasons changed according clock-tick. It’s not necessary that it should have reason for the change. Tearful rains turned into drizzle autumn. White catkin-field calls me lie down there. I liked to drown me in a catkin-field, preferred to drink the white sunrays as perfect boozer. Autumn makes me the boozer who is boozed by idiotic satire of life. Autumn leaned to late autumn and palm-kernel reached in maturity by being ripened. Mature palm-kernel provoked me to think myself as buffoon. Yeah, I the buffoon who tried to act joyous here hide the marble truth that, life is dull here by boring repetition of life itself. Does it mean something? Does buffoon help you to comprehend the riddle of life? I’m not sure but akin to follow the autumn fall, where golden paddy-sheaf waits for sickle, they wait to be sacrificed their dazzling beauty for a joyful harvest… Continue reading Meaningless forever ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Bewildered compromise in nightmare ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Night is starry and you shined like a dead star, looked throttled to hear the warning bell. River-wind soon entered your under-garments. You are vivid, hungered for a vivid eternity, turned in reddish for eternity, “Don’t talk nonsense. Enjoy the moonlight. I don’t see anything except the shiny stars. You confused everything. Shuts up, enjoy the beauty. I wished to keep this night memorable, so don’t raise silly words please.”… Continue reading Bewildered compromise in nightmare ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Geminated mind or Fictional Reality ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Dear Mother, once you warned me about to remember the difference between Reality and Fiction, once you forbade me to believe in fiction, and I know why you forbade me to doing this…/Yeah, reality is simple when anybody takes to decide it simple that, he will never think of it further and just played to it as it is. Maybe the policy is best to survive but difficult to play, as I’m yet not able to play it very well. Pardon me mother, reality is still enigmatic to me with its reality and I’m walking along the maze to remember your lucid face… which perhaps the only reality that is non-fictional. Continue reading Geminated mind or Fictional Reality ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Chase behind the tireless ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

It’s certainly absurd, because you are eventful to hear the chirping tone, whereas a restless ghost is dancing in my head like the infamous Beelzebub. The notorious demon even reached at the rubber garden to follow me. His footstep is breaking the silence now. The notorious ghost is near to me with his deliberate snigger:… Hey! Why you are permitting a new life,
if you not know the purpose? Continue reading Chase behind the tireless ⇒ Kirno Sohochari