Sometimes you wait for the universe to repay friendship. Sometimes you decide to be the universe.
- Rishiraj
Category Archives: Brooding
Some friends asked me why have I worn a Zulfiqar talisman and how will it protect me when everyone who possessed the real Zulfiqar was martyred. I replied “I haven’t worn it to seek protection. I have worn it to make it clear that now I am ready to die for truth and justice as the rightful owners of Zulfiqar did.”
- Rishiraj
TALISMAN OF DEATH
As you grow up, you no longer care whom you like or don’t like. You only see who cares for you and who doesn’t.
- Rishiraj
REFLEXION I
If God exists, it is greater than humans, and hence humans will never conceive it. Just like we don’t comprehend dimensions beyond the three we live in. Similarly, in case you consider a person greater than yourself, either you are wrong in doing so, or you will never comprehend him or her.
- Rishiraj
FIRST LAW OF SUPRA-PHYSICS
As you advance in your life, you tend to realize that you are advancing towards death. And hence, if the Universe wishes you well, it makes you grow out of all your ephemeral pursuits. Towards the end if you are still interested in worldly things, either your interest is superficial or you are not destined to break away from the rueful circle of samsara in this life.
- Rishiraj
LIFE>>>DEATH>>>LIFE>>>DEATH
Gouge out an eye of a person and their other eye would obediently look in the direction that you wish. -Rishiraj
LESSONS IN FEAR
LEVELS OF SUFFERING
A few months back, in the parking lot of our building there was a new litter of twelve puppies two female stray dogs had had. We fed them for a month or so. One day we saw the watchman of our building killing them one by one by throwing them at a wall at the behest of our rich neighbor whose cars were supposedly dirtied by those puppies. While I reached the spot downstairs seven of the twelve had already died. Some of them had actually fallen the other side of the wall and I could hear them cry. For days. This side the mothers were dejected; one of them died of sheer sadness after she stopped eating subsequently. After our interference the cold blooded and cruel execution stopped; however the ones who who didn’t die that day, died one every week in strange accidents. Two were run over by a car. Others began vomiting without an understandable cause and the others died too, one way or another. Now one of those puppies remains somehow carrying his skeletal existence. And through all this I read about your feelings for a boy or a girl, your pride over your new stupid gadget, or your car or something equally inconsequential, your views on politics, your sense of dressing, your scrutiny of my behavior, and more petty concerns of yours. That’s deep!
-Madhuvan Rishiraj
LAMPS OF DESERT 