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 A LOOK AT LIFE-165 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A smile  A petty wish  A little craving  A dream A passion lovingly groomed Is what life is. A goal pursued  A desire nurtured  An ambition accomplished  A Moment with your love and  Waiting for that moment  Is what life is A space to sand on  A handful of sky over  A memory to hang on A past to lean upon A present to live for A  future to look forward to Is what life is. A look at light in darkness  A smile in tears A hope in despair and frustration  A will to move on against all odds  A desire to live and let live Is what life is Living beyond pair of opposites Sorrow and happiness  Love and betrayal  Agony and ecstasy  Yesterday and tomorrow  Is what life is Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India  29.12. 2021 https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2021/12/30/is-what-life-is/

 A LOOK AT LIFE-164 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY There is no  end, the end is only delusory, what we call end, is only a beginning. No darkness, darkness is only  the absence of light,   light  sleeps inside the womb of darkness and manifests itself when darkness   realises its flimsiness. No hatred, no jealousy  Only absence of love No negative feelings and emotions  Only absence of positive thinking  No alienation, no depression  Only absence of a sense of belongingness  And lack of self-realisation  No hurdles at all, only lack of willpower. No barriers, only challenge to confront life. It's significant, how we  assess our potentials and ignore the obstacles which  come our way. Unveil the veil  You will only find yourself  To your right you are. To your left you are You are in front and behind the back You are everywhere  On earth In the sea and air Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 10.11.2021 https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2021/11/21/a-look-at-life-164/

 A LOOK AT LIFE-163 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Nothing like death  Death is but the absence of life, lack of zeal, and will to get going. When we seal our mouths, feelings, emotions, life tends to be lifeless and still. If you do not have that passion and zeal to live, death will visit you time and again Death can happen to anyone at any time,  if u forget to live, forget the art and science of living   ...partially or fully. Whatever may be the circumstance  However, trying the situation maybe Never forget yourself Never forget to live. Get on with the game  That is what life is We die thousand of deaths. Come alive only to die again and again But we never remain the same  Each death makes us different, life more sad, distressing and pitiful Nothing is as important as living  Let us not die but live to the full  What we call death  is a change, a transition  Death is only a transformation  from one form  from one physique to another. It can be a change for the better Only if we know how

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-104 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY        LOVE HAPPENS ONCE  when i put the whole of me in you and got the whole of you in return that was the day we were looking forward to, the day of our life my love! when our emotions and passions met  happiness and sorrow, dreams and ambitions, body and mind became one time stopped ticking, eyes and ears  had nothing more to see and listen we became a single entity living for  and in each other in endless time you took me to that strange island where there was none  but you and me  listening to the symphony of love living in  each other's heart   with the blue ocean whispering in our ears to fathom the depth and beauty of its love with the limitless sky you made me understand love can never be with many it happens once always with one a single mind can never be attached to multiple objects of love love is always with one it is a feeling you can't share a treasure you can never part  to feel it one has to fall in love to sens

 

 ଯାତ୍ରା-23 କେହି ଦେଖୁବା ନଦେଖୁ ମୁଁ ନିଜେ ନିଜକୁ ଦେଖୁଛି। ମୁଣ୍ଡ କୁଣ୍ଡାଉଛି , ମୁହଁରେ କ୍ରିମ ମାଖୁଛି ପେଣ୍ଟ, ସାର୍ଟରେ ଅତର ବୋଳୁଛି  ଦେହ ,ମନରେ ଲାଗିଥିବା ସମୟର ଦାଗକୁ ଲିଭେଇବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରୁଛି, ବାରମ୍ବାର ଆଇନାରେ ମୁହଁ ଦେଖୁଛି ଜୀବନସାରା ଦଉଡି ଦଉଡି କୋଉଠିବା ମୁଁ ନିଜେ ନିଜକୁ ଦେଖିଛି; ସବୁକିଛି ଅନ୍ଧାର ହୋଇଯିବା ଆଗରୁ ଟିକେ ନିଜକୁ ଭଲକି ଦେଖିନିଏ। କେହି ଶୁଣନ୍ତୁବା ନଶୁଣନ୍ତୁ ମୁଁ କହୁଛି- କିଛି କଥା, କିଛି ବ୍ୟଥା; ଜୀବନଟା ନିଶବ୍ଦରେ କଟିଗଲା ଶୁଣି ଶୁଣି ଏବେଟିକେ ମୁଁ ନିଜକଥା କହିବି: କିଛି ସ୍ମୃତି, କିଛି ଚି଼ହ୍ନ କିଛି ଅଲୋଡ଼ା ସକାଳ ଆଉ ସନ୍ଧ୍ୟାର ଅବ୍ୟକ୍ତ ନିରବତା । କେହି ନଶୁଣିଲେ ନାହିଁ ମୁଁ ମୋ ନିଜକଥା ଶୁଣିବି ମନଭରି ଶୁଣିବି ନିର୍ବାକ,ନିଷ୍ପନ୍ଦ ହେଇଯିବା ଆଗରୁ। ମୁଁ ଲେଖୁଛି, କେହି ପଢୁବା ନପଢୁ- ମୁଁ ପଢୁଛି ନିଜେ ନିଜକୁ ବାରମ୍ବାର ସାଉଣ୍ଟୁଚି କିଛ ମହାର୍ଘ୍ୟ  ମୁହୂର୍ତ୍ତ ସମୟର ନିଶୁନ ବେଳାଭୂମିରୁ। ନିଜେ ଭିଜୁଛି , ଭିଜୁଛି ମୋ ଗତକାଲି ହଜୁଛି ମୋ ଵିଵସ ବର୍ତମାନ ଆଉ ଅଲୋଡ଼ା ଭବିଷ୍ୟତ  କହିବି କହିବିବୋଲି ଜୀବନରେ ବହୁତ କିଛି କହି ପାରିଲିନି, କିଛି ଲେଖିଦିଏ ନିଜେ ନିଜକୁ ବୁଝାଇବା ପାଇଁ ଅତିକମରେ ମନର ବୋଝ ତ ଟିକେ ହାଲୁକା ହେଇଯିବ । ମୁଁ କହୁଛି, ଲେଖୁଛି ବାରମ୍ବାର ଆଇନାରେ ମୁହଁ ଦେଖୁଛି ନିଜେ ନିଜକୁ ଦେଖି, ଶୁଣି, କହି ପ୍ରଲୁବ୍ଧ ହଉଛି, ଭୁଲିଯାଉଛି; ଏଇଟା ବୟସର କେଉଁ ବାର

 A LOOK AT LiFE-46 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In that The stone-carved image of yours My whole world. In your temple my holy abode, At your lotus feet my whole life My identity, my possession. My past present and future Is you my maa Comes to mind that day When I was on my way, You dragged me near Looked at me with loving eyes. The infinite became finite And the mother listened to her child, The child went on asking and The mother looking at him with a smile Days went by A feeling deep and intense came I am not alone How can I be? When you are with me. Wherever I go whatever I do I always feel you by my side What to think about me, my life My happiness which are all yours When I look at you I feel you deep inside, My feelings turn into adoration Adoration into love. The more I love you The more I feel alienated From me and my mundane world Lose my identity and Become one with you copyright@smrutiranjan 19.10.2017

 My creatively positive rumination on a wonderful poem titled "A Look at Life-162" delineated by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ji from India. A LOOK AT LIFE- 162 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wasted past Uneventful present  Future in the dark  With trembling mind and body, my legs once again in the abyss  Once more I am on my ashes  witnessing life in the ashtray  The moment never came I deceived myself all along  Time flew away  With it flew away the urge  For which I come again and again  I accomplished nothing  except for relationships, pelf, power and recognition, that faded like the fading colours of life. Time consumed everything I thought my own   except for my regrets, one more opportunity went in begging  Time consumed the best part of life My childhood and youth  In return, it gave me nothing  but an ounce of external glitter  Which is so heavy on my shoulder, something I can not live with, something I can not carry to the other side Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 14.10.2021 https

 A LOOK AT LIFE- 162 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wasted past Uneventful present  Future in the dark  With trembling mind and body, my legs in the abyss once again. Once more I am on my ashes  witnessing life in the ashtray  The moment never came I deceived myself all along  Time flew away  With it flew away  the urge  For which I come again and again  I accomplished nothing  except for relationships, pelf, power and recognition, that faded like the fading colours of life. Time consumed everything I thought my own   except for my regrets, one more opportunity went in begging  Time consumed the best part of life My childhood and youth  In return, it gave me nothing  but an ounce of external glitter  Which is so heavy on my shoulder, something I can not live with, something I can not carry to the other side Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 14.10.2021

 A LOOK  AT LIFE-142 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY        LET ME Let me forget Everything I have learned  Let me exhaust  All that I have earned  Let me forget  Who I am and where from  Let me come out of All relationships and hangovers  To visualise life in its true colour Let me begin life once more  With no past to lean upon  No future to dream for  No status to safeguard  No relations to take care Let me get out of the cage Where I have been long since The social clusters  Caste, creed and colour  Religion, dogmas and superstitions  Pelf, power and accolades  To be in fresh air  Where truly breathes life In the serene oasis Let me forget my name and identity  To go beyond me and all  That put limits  Pride, anger and  prejudice Ego, hatred and jealousy  Let me forget history and geography  Boundaries and territories  Myths, parables and collective conscience  To look at things in proper perspective  For the first time Let my eyes see Ears listen and  heart speak  Let reasons take a back

 A LOOK AT LIFE-63 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Ocean never calls you to come near Feel its depth and vastness It is up to you to remain as such, A drop of water  Or become the ocean yourself  Reality is the same Which appears to be different to different people  Depending upon their realisation, Stages of evolution and consciousness  Darkness does not indicate The absence of sun But our position vis a vis the sun. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 9.10.19 All Copyrights Reserved

 A LOOK AT LIFE-161 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Life is both smile and tears, happiness and sorrow, hope and despair, virtue and vices  but not a solitary asylum  in a no man's land to be silently crused and endured  Life is both meeting and parting, love and separation, involvement and alienation, agony and ecstasy, accomplishment and failure. Be with it, its ebb and tide before it fades into nothing  Life is a beautiful poem  if you know how to compose it. Life is a lyric if you know how to sing it Life is a paradise if you have the eyes to see it Life is the voice of the nightingale  if you have the ears to listen it. If you run away from it it becomes prosaic. The more you unfold its pages, the more you feel frustrated. Be a passionate lover,  life may leave you lifeless and  you may land yourself in a dry desert devoid of beauty and fragrance. The biggest tragedy is not dying  but dying while still alive. Live with love and passion  feelings and emotion, zeal and aspiration. Have

 Thanks and gratitude to Poetry Review, eminent poet and literary critic ma'am Sheri M Stewart for her critical appreciation of my poem 'The Rivulet'. I am truly honoured. Sheri M. Stewart's Review of “The Rivulet” by Smruti Ranjan Mohanty  Smruti Ranjan Mohanty presents a common tale but with a unique perspective in “The Rivulet”.  This piece needs more than one reading to take in the full picture presented and capture all the subtle nuances throughout. The first five lines in the first stanza capture beautifully what being and becoming a parent can and should be.  However there is a catch.  Although I missed it in my first reading the catch appears in Line 6 of the first stanza and is explained in the 7th.  I think it is first missed because many new mothers get a bit lost in their new roles.  Being a mother is a happy and joyous thing. The second stanza caught me by suprise.  We move from what should be a picture of a complete and happy family to a man feeling alone

 A LOOK AT LIFE-157 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Love in motion is life. If you want to live love yourself and others. Without the latter,  the former is so  incomplete  Love at rest is death You die the day you fail to love yourself. You succumb  the day you fail to reciprocate  and love your surrounding The vast universe, the ever-expanding universe  stands on bonding. It rests on love and mutual attraction  without which it will collapse in minutes  like a house of cards Love is  life For love, you are here Love gives birth Love nourishes Love sustains  For love life is so beautiful  in this beautiful earth Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 9.8.2021 Picture-google

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-101 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY                    LOVER My love!  you have never betrayed me, never you can. How can you betray someone you love, how can you part with someone deep inside, a part of your body and soul. My love! I am as I was, be happy where you are. You never need to prove your love, it is never defined in terms of  gain, pleasure and pain. Love reduced to a relationship  becomes a bondage, loses its essence and independence, finds itself in chains, bound by a thread of expectations and reciprocations. In an air of patterned behaviour, interactions, duties and obligations  love hardly finds its space. My love! marriage hardly fulfils love, rather it let it silently die. So demanding a relationship, hardly let love remain as it is, compels it to change and  undergo metamorphosis to make hundreds of compromises just to live a life and keep pace  with its changing needs. What remains is not love but something else, never love and loving, may be living a

 A LOOK AT LIFE-150 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am at my best when I am with me, talk to me, listen to me, the voice within. I am at my best when I interact with plants and animals, meadows and mountains, sun and moon, rivers and rivulets and listen to their voice of  silence and innocence. I am at my best when I am lost deep inside in the beauty of peace and solitude, closely identify with me, forgetting the world surrounding  I am at my best when I see myself in others, others in me and visualise the universe  as expanded 'I' I am at my best when the 'I' melts in bliss and consciousness. When nothing remains  except He, the big void. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© Picture-google

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-49 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Where is that space in our heart for those who made their day and night  together to let us stand and made us what we are. Do we pay anything for the air we breathe, the water we drink and the sunshine that keeps us alive? or we are just apathetic to our own survival? Where is the heart that beats? Are we so selfish having no space in our heart for those significant others and the environment that sustains and nourishes us all along? Are we bundles of self-interests, is our value system, the sum total of naked self-interests, largely defined in terms of material gain or something else? Our selfish will have put us in a dark corner and for our own doings we are in the depth of the abyss. No way out, we are to realise the truth that by having a genuine concern and love for others we are but helping our own existence. In our heart we are to create that space for others and learn to live together and love each other to come out of the depth

 A LOOK AT LIFE-153 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Still thinking about the time the precious time I wasted for nothing. Thinking about them once close to me now nowhere near the horizon. Thinking about my loved ones  who took the juice of my life  to whom now I mean nothing. Silently brooding over  the relationships I cultivated  that never stood the test of time. Thinking about the moments I lost to satisfy a few  for whom I squandered health, wealth and time who ran away  at the first opportunity. Time mocks at me I miserably failed to make sense of it One by one they moved away leaving me to think about time which was once mine. Life laughs at me   at my miserable plight the abyss where I am in  I often ask me where I erred. "You never valued yourself  at any point never cared for the moments  that came your way" is the answer of time to my poignant tragedy. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 24.7.2921 http://www.destinypoets.co.uk/wasted-for-nothing/

 A LOOK AT LIFE-40 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY     Life in chain The society  in which I am born, the way i was groomed and socialised  to look at the world  made me what i am, a machine that confirms to the values of the larger society. All along I am taught and schooled to look at the world, behave, interact and interpret in a way  defined by the society to which I belong. With hands and legs, mind and conscience strongly bound, I am to live a life far away from me. Chained emotion, chained love caged smile, caged feeling, patterned behaviour, patterned interaction i am supposed to live with, love and endure. When I first looked at the world through my own eyes, I felt it was not my eyes through which i was looking at but through a pair of glasses, thickly coloured  by the norms and values of the society. I never saw the world as it was but the way I was made to look it at. The values I inculcated stood in the way and blurred my vision. Since birth, I am in chains chained in a golden ch

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-121 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LET ME LIVE WITH LOVE AND PASSION  On the wings of love,  let me fly to the land of dreams and passion, where not reason, but reigns emotion, where the heart speaks and reason keeps mum. Let me listen to the voice of the heart, before I miss the bus and my reason takes me miles away from the real I that I am,  not only a man of dignity and honour but a man with feelings, love, dreams, and emotion. Too much of rationality  made me  irrational,  Insensitive to life and its beauty, to the extent, I fail to recognise myself, my likes and dislikes, dreams and fancies. The more meticulous I become, the more alienated I am from me, my emotions and feelings.  Life has become a tedious monotony,  and me a talking parrot in the golden cage. Let me find the real me, my soul, my dreams, likes, whims, and fancies, so far eluding me. Let me follow these, so dear to my heart,  with all my love and passion or else I may become another machine. I don

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-14 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Smile a bit I will return you the moments, once you cherished and longed for. Give me the touch, I will take you to that land of wonders, where you will find none, but me and me only. Give me that feeling, I will give wings to the dreams, once you dreamt but remained unrealised. Get up! never say gone are the days, never say it is all over, or else we will miss the bus once again. You have it in you, I have it in me. Let us search for that lost paradise, and look at life through a pair of young eyes copyright@smruti ranjan 28.5.2015

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-3 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY  Something we relish  I search for it in the lost paradise, in the solitary confinement of Taj in the tears of Sahajahan, and in all  that is beautiful and scintillating. I search for it in meadows and mountains, in poverty and affluence, in hope and despair It eludes my grasp. It is a feeling, a feeling of completeness, one has after being completely becoming one's forgetting the world around at once A glimpse of it, one can have after emptying oneself, when every beat of the heart throbs for it, every drop of blood flows for it. For the sake of it, one can live and die. It is so fulfilling and enriching, makes life a paradise on earth To have it, one has to have a pair of eyes that only sees it, a loving heart that only feels it, and a simple mind that only reciprocates it. Something, we all relish, but few have it, platonic love is hardly realised. copyright@smrutiranjan21.5.2015

 MY MOTHER-6 Is it so easy to change habits Which have been part of you and your life  Is it possible  to get the heart out of you While still alive?  But I am alive though my heart had been burnt long since  For years I used to ring you twice After reaching home and Before leaving for office  Whenever I was late,   I always got your call There has been no deviation For the last seventeen years  But I am waiting for your ring  Since that night But no ring from your side Have you forgotten me?  Don't you know How horrible I feel  When I do not get you over the phone?  I am sorry my mother There has been no ring from my side either  There have been thundershowers Since you left I know how horrible you felt When I was outside During sun, rain and wind You used to ask each and everyone including me To know every bit of me and my safety  I know how restless you were Till I was safely home Always been by my side In my sorrow and happiness None like you, none can be You know no one can be

 MY MOTHER-5                       ମୋ ବୋଉ Present too much to bear Future not in vision  Past is my only resort  Where lies the beauty of your touch  My life and love with all its colours  My mother! come near Take me in your lap Touch me, touch my body and mind Tell me a story, I will  be in your land of wonder  Don't leave me alone, be with me  I want to  bathe in your love once more I was told  When I was a kid of some months and years  In one side was Yama, Lord of death On the other side you my loving mother The tug of war was for years You made your days and nights speak  Without caring for your bare needs The Lord of death had to run away  And your unmatched love and commitment  Brought me safe from the jaws of death. You were on medicine and surgery With an ailing heart and dwindling brain You had been fighting against multiple ailment  For twenty seven years  You fought like a lioness agaist the tigress  With equal ease and smile on lips In your last battle  For the first

 MY MOTHER-4                   ମୋ ବୋଉ When I was trying to sleep You were fighting for your last breath  No one of your own was with you It was for you a lone battle in the ICU I ask myself why a mother gives birth And for kids lives her whole life with mirth When her kids remain engrossed in their world Hardly find will and time to payback  Your blood pressure was fluctuating You were sinking in the ICU Your senses must be searching for your kids Unfortunately, none of them was around With little efforts we all five  Could have been there Feeling your beats and pulse to the last Despite stringent regulations and corona scare I know if I would have been ill You would have never left me alone Whatever may be the situation Nothing could have stopped you From being with your blood  That is why you are a mother And I am your unworthy son All along you were surrounded with Everything one needs That is no excuse  You were more in need of your kids And most of us were away from you We could o

 MY MOTHER-2          ମୋ ବୋଉ  Minutes and hours  have passed  Since you left this world Where you were my mother I was your erring son The situation has not changed  The same darkness all over No trace of the sun as yet  When I look at your room  Where you recited and let us listen to  Most of the mythologies including  The epics Ramayan and Mahabharat  Among your listeners  I am probably the lone survivor  I see that empty cot Where we had shared so much time So much of love, life and smile  Where you used to sit and sleep  Wherefrom you shower on all of us  Your love and affection  Guidance and concern  Since the last five and a half years You were confined to bed But you were always lively  And full of grace When l met you last  I could never think Your days were numbered And I will lose you, My heaven on earth  forever  Since months I was feeling restless  I used to get up from sleep  And feel a sad melancholy deep within  A fear constantly haunted me As if I was going to lose some

 MY MOTHER-1    ମୋ ବୋଉ  In your funeral pyre Burning my whole world  My love and tears, wishes and ambitions My past, present and future  The dreams and dramas  We shared over the years When you closed your eyes I lost my vision  When you lost your ears I lost my hearing  When you lost your brain I lost my reasoning  The eyes that do not see you The ears which do not hear you The senses which do not feel you Of what use are these? Now I understand What it means being truly orphaned  Losing both the earth and sky  In between which I have been all along I am up against reality  None in front none in the back  None to my right none to the left Life is silently  walking on fire If you can see See in your absence how Sad and pathetic life is How poor I have come In few hours I have become the most  Unfortunate man on earth A begar in fact  I am speechless The poor navigator  In the boisterous sea  Silently watching the boat  Sinking in the deep-sea And I am going deep down  In the dark abys

 A LOOK AT LIFE-114 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY             Bliss  When ego and interest, pride and vanity, Selfishness and jealousy, hide and seek, Mine and thine, falsehood and priority  Come in between,  What remains is not friendship. Friendship is Love and reciprocation  Truth and concern  A will to live and die for each other A commitment to stand by the other  Whatever may be the situation  Friendship is miles away From everything pseudo and negative  Treachery and hypocrisy, lie and flattery  Blessed is one who has the blessing Of a friend in his life. Yes blessed is he Who has found the  heaven on earth Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© Picture-google

 A LOOK AT LIFE-113 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY    FROM NOTHING TO NOTHING I know not Why I sometimes feel Life is pain infinite  Searching for something none  existing  An exercise futile  A venture sad and pathetic  I do not know  Why sometimes I think Life is a misadventure  Never understood  A foregone conclusion  Accepted as a sad reality  A journey in the void  An endeavour wasted  I know not What lets me live When I know I am living for nothing With nothing to accomplish  Why I am living in a relationship  When all relationships are for some time Either they will leave me  Or I will leave them Adding more sorrow and misery  To an already miserable life. Probably life is waiting for that dark night After which there will be no sunshine  I have seen them leaving me one by one My father, my grandfather,  My friends young and old and all Who loved  me and whom I loved They lived, endured and left  With tears in eyes and desires unfulfilled  Hopes shattered and dreams unrealised  Behind

 A LOOK AT LIFE, -112 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY     LIVING WITH A MASK ON FACE No problem with a mask I have been wearing it  Since the day I realised  I am lonely amidst many And a battle is on A battle to  excel and survive  Which I have to fight on my own The battle is for my survival  As the game is the game Of the survival of the fittest  Rules of the game never remain constant  That is why hiding and escaping are so important  I am having a mask  Since the day I realised  Truth alone can not save me  Righteousness is relative  The truth may be bitter Men of letters, knowledge and wisdom May not come out of their seclusion defending truth Instead, they may prefer dignified silence As the situation and environment  Keep on changing  I do not know who is a friend Who is my enemy I need something else to survive  And hiding becomes a necessity  To understand a situation and people better  To remain in the race To  live with them  Who never put a straight face. I am having a mask  Sinc

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-76 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let me flatter  The art of flattery if at all i am to master let me master it to flatter my conscience to rule over the mind love over hatred and jealousy modesty over ego and vanity reason over idiocy and irrationality Let me flatter  the inner me to remain away from all that is inimical to man and his development,  respect individual dignity and work for equality and fair play of justice Let me flatter the man within to get over the beast  to find the real i to be in complete harmony with the inner me and the world surrounding To get the best out of me let me  flatter and tame  the wild and irrational  'I' to remain within limits and  allow the man in me to shine and flourish, live and let live copyright smrutiranjan 6.3.2018

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-32 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY He is a man doing many roles and  so many persons he is,  a son, a father, a brother,  husband and what not. Doing justice to all the roles is what he needs Full of masculine virility, he toils hard and fights against all odds  to make his family happy, conquers the whole world for the woman  he loves, the kids he rears and the family he bears,  but without a bit of feminine tenderness  how incomplete he is?                    Under the scorching heat of sun  and pears of shower he works,  reduces himself to a beast of burden,  never after his own comfort,  gives everything he has to those be thinks him own, can live and die for the woman he loves,  the ability of him  few can question, still, fewer can question his  commitment and   purpose, but questionable is his attitude towards life and the woman he interacts  with,  questionable is the way he looks at his woman, the lady of his life. Man is no man until and unless  he finds the wom

 A LOOK AT LIFE -100 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY      VENOMOUS SNAKE Amidst smile and tears  Ifs and buts  Swings life  A tog of war Between mind and conscience  Sometimes shade Sometimes light  Sometimes hope Sometimes despair  But life is not either Moves on its own Leaving aside  Your moments of happiness and sorrow  Life is  beautiful  But how transient is its beauty  How fleeting the scenario  You just don't know how will be your tomorrow  Without knowing what is in store  You  weave  dreams and plan for years  Knowing well The moment next may not be yours Without brooding over yesterday and Thinking about tomorrow  Live in the present Which is all yours  Life is nothing but the moment at hand Live it with all your heart Life is an encounter  With a venomous snake Charming and captivating  It keeps you spellbound  Keeps you at a fix Never let you know How it will react next? Life is no mathematics  It knows no law It never differentiates  Between young and old, rich and poor Defi

 A LOOK AT LIFE-97 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY             BE WITH ME You have seen the world So also I You have travelled a lot Dined and wined  So also I  I matched your steps in every field  Be it in air, water or on earth  People recognise us from a distance  We have nothing to prove  Our success is our trademark  I have so much to share  The same may be with you  Now there is the much-needed leisure  We have been looking forward to since long Let us for a change sit together for a while Share our feelings  And look at each other  The way we used to  When I was your sweet bride And you are my handsome bridegroom  What are you looking at? My eyes, cheeks, neck and skin  Yes I have grown old  So also you We are struggling to keep us young By hiding ourselves in heavy makeup  But our wrinkles tell the real story  Our mirror says we are not the same As we were long before Do you remember  When I last told you I love you and you reciprocated  It must be long since  We are staying under one

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT -73 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Long since  waiting for something to happen someone to come the pleasure of waiting he knows who waits and i have been waiting for you since the day we met when mind stopped roaming, breath and beats halted for a while and time forever remained standstill Nothing is as pleasing as waiting it keeps me enraptured and enthralled binds me with you and your memory it brings me face to face  with the heaven of my dreams and makes each moment of life so captivating and enduring hardly i get  time to look at me You moved ahead but i am where i was long back in the lap of your memory  having nothing to do with the present i look back where lies my life and its beauty those few  encounters and  the moments i had just enough to see me through the days and years ahead Let there be no end to my waiting i live and breathe in it and drench me with all your colours let me wait for you till eternity wait for something which was probably not mine i can n

 A LOOK AT LIFE-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY   WAITING FOR A BETTER TOMORROW  You are the soldier  You are the general  The battle is yours  So also victory and defeat Means and end The end is to come out of  The unacceptable present  With the coronavirus searching for  Human flesh In  streets and lanes  The end is a better tomorrow  When the fear of coronavirus will be no more  The means is to stay home Reduce your needs to the minimum  Live with whatever available  And never cry for more Forget not Our system has limits If we stretch it beyond  It will collapse  When the system will collapse  We will be nowhere  It is our sacred duty to see that Our system does not come under stress  Let us be with our system Whatever may be the situation  Listen to its voice  For the sake of ourselves, our state,  Country and humanity  We have to stay inside When survival is at stake Nothing, absolutely nothing matters  You are to remain alive and let others  If you love yourself, love your family Yo

 A LOOK AT LIFE-93 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY     THY WILL IS MY WILL I believe in God  Neither I am afraid of life Nor I am afraid of death  In both, I see the will of my Lord  Neither I see the sun Nor the shower  It is He who is born  It is He who dies It is He who lives Enjoys and endures  He is Krishna He is Arjun, Aswathama  Sakuni and  Duryodhan  He lives in a thousand bodies He is everywhere  In whatever I see and perceive And what lies beyond My vision and perception  It is His game He knows how to play it Why should I worry? Happiness  is His So also the sorrow  Why so much of fear? So much of anxiety? So much of possessiveness? When I am not the doer  The doer is someone else  The drama is His He knows how to enact it  Why should I bother,? When I come close to my  real nature I feel  I am He and He is me The big void, the cosmic consciousness  Neither there is life nor death Only consciousness unfolding  A parade, from eternity to eternity  And I myself  The actor, spectator

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT -68 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I know you love me i love you too whenever we meet  our eyes dance in joy hearts whisper, lips quiver but i love you we fumble to murmur I reciprocate your love you feel my feelings but our love is not the way it is understood so unique and different let it be where it is in the heart of our hearts where we truly live Never let our love come out very few will understand it very few know what love is all about it will be too much to bear if you go down in the eyes of other i can not see the petals of our love wilting under the scorching heat of sun, pears of shower  and the chill winter playing havoc with all that we jealously treasure Let that bud of love blossom into a beautiful flower with all its fragrance and colour nothing can snatch it away from us, our love, our only possession so dearly conserved in our heart We know and respect each other share our moments of agony and ecstasy we too appreciate the limitations with which we loo

 A LOOK AT LIFE-91 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY         I REPENT My father! Sometimes I feel  You are not with me You are somewhere else Sometimes I feel You are not my father You are someone else  Is it because You don not love me  The way I love you? Is it because  I ate the forbidden fruit  Deviated from the path? Is it because I acted contrary to your will? Many a time I erred  Many a time I did something Which my conscience never approved  Many a time I repented  Many a time I apologized  But committed the same mistake again and again  Many a time I cried Many a time I indulged in the same game  Knowing well that I am committing a mistake  My father! I have made a complete Mess of my independence  Neither I deserve nor wish to be independent  Don't make me independent again I do not know how to carry myself Get over my instincts and passions  I don't need anything that takes me Miles away from my life and love My Lord! don't leave my hand I am in between the devil and deep

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-110 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY         I AM IN LOVE  to know love i fell in love with you before i could know what love is all about i melted and lost me in you what remained is not i and you but we, a single entity  a single pair of eyes  that sees nothing but you and me largely blind to the world outside  a single heart that never differentiates  i from you and the identification is so complete i feel as if i am you and you are me nothing in between i am your feminine tenderness  you are my masculine virility  i am your flute you are my melodious tune I am the oyster  you are the perl inside i am your eyes you are my vision i am your ears you are the symphony of life i am a physical body you are the consciousness within   a single soul we are that never desires salvation  but thousands of birth on this earth to come here again and again to fall in love and  lose  each other in the  the beauty of love and  and move ahead on the path of ceaseless mirth, bliss, joy an

 A LOOK AT LIFE-87 BY-Smruti Ranjan Mohanty              HE No one was with me No one is with me No one will be with me Except Him at whose lotus feet  I have surrendered my life. Karmic debts and deposits  Sorrow, happiness and anguish  Over the years  My love and tears Longing and relationship  Had been but marriages of conveniences  Permutations and combination for a better deal No one was bad, no one was good No one my friend, no one my enemy  Nothing but my priorities Defined me and my relationships My relationship was as transitory  As my passion and  infatuation  Only for a period of time  Wilted like night jasmine  Love, romance, relationship  Everything has  changed Everyone faded Including me But not He who is beyond time He has been there since the day I am  His love and concern has never changed My relationship with Him  is as fresh  As it was long back when we last met On the other side of infinity  My Lord! I am beaten and betrayed every moment  But again fall in love for

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-28 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANY I feel guilty when i do not listen to conscience and act as per whims i feel guilty when something wrong happens for which the reason is me I feel guilty when  i avoid duty deliberately and remain engrossed in my life and its beauty i feel guilty when i lavishly spend while my immediate neighbour is in dire need of it I feel guilty when i put a mask make thousands of compromises die and reincarnate time and again  to live life the most ignoble way I feel guilty when i am not true to myself see and tolerate injustice keep mum and enjoy the comforts of life as i wish I see innocence suffers justice denied i feel guilty when i behave as if i know  anything and find excuses for my dignified silence Sunsets and shines life goes on but i carry the burden of guilt all along being too sober and gentle i expect others  to raise their voice and bring that better tomorrow which is none of my concern copyright@smruti ranjan 23.2.2017

 A LOOK-125 Thousand years of life and the entire wealth of earth will be insufficient to quench your thirst unless you know how to content yourself. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©2019 All Copyrights Reserved

 SOMETHING I LOOK AT-64 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Oh the queen of seasons! come and reign in my life rule over my heart my passions and emotions  for a while Take me to that garden of love ravaged by the heartless summer ceaseless rain and chill winter oh my dear! give me some moments to cheer, i just die to be with my love once more Be with me in my quest for a life  I never  lived let me see and feel life its fascinating colour and spellbinding grandeur and do justice to what i ignored over the year Let me listen to the symphony of life the humming sound of bees the sweet melody of cuckoo let me come out of the dry dessert where i lived so long  to reincarnate myself in a world of boundless love where mountains speak  captivating spring endlessly murmur Let me bid farewell to the dead years, hectic days, calm nights and come alive again to feel life, its beauty and splendour let the dry leaves smile  golden petals flutter and herald the victory of love forever copyright@smrutranjan 24

 A LOOK AT LIFE-84 BY -SMRUTI RANJAN MOHAMTY   THE HEART THAT BEATS Do you have a heart That beats the same way as mine? Do you have the eyes That only see me The way my eyes see you? Do you have a mind  That never roams  Hangs on to the object of love That is me? Do you love me the same way  As I love you? Does your love for me Is for yourself  For mutual reciprocation Or for the object of love That is me? Is your love at a physical level With the mind steering you Your emotions and passions  Or beyond it At a level, you yet to know? Have you gone beyond you And completely lost in me To explore me, fathom my love for you Or still in the grip of passion and infatuation? Does your love make you complete  Or hinders your journey Towards me, love and eternity  How can you enter into the kingdom of love Unless you go beyond yourself  Body and mind To completely identify with me The object of your love? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blo

 A LOOK AT LIFE-83 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY       TILL THE HEART BEATS Till the heart beats Air comes in and goes out Blood flows In the veins and arteries  My Lord! Let my mind and will, Intellect and reasoning, Feelings, emotions, and possessions  Which are all yours Be at your lotus feet. Until my memory betrays me  My reasoning leaves me Till I forget  You are my father I am your child Let this body and mind Be at your feet  My father! If my love and longing for you  Is true and genuine  Never let time  Dispossess me of my only possession  You and your love Snatch away the smile on my lips Snatch my memory and reasoning  Compel me to forget you To grope in unlimited darkness  And leave this world  When you are not in view  Take me in your lap When I am fully conscious  Looking at you Listening to your voice Talking to you the way I have been talking to you Over the years Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.fac