INDEX

Butterflies

Creations and the Creators

How do they do it?

I Am Walking On An One-way Street

In My Mind’s Sky

It is All in the Packaging

Pandemic Infection

Parallel Universes

Purba Purusha

Revolving Door

Running Amuck

Salmon Run

Scary Thoughts

Seeing more by Closing Eyes

The Sentinel of Time

Shakyamuni’s Dance

Spider Web

Sunrise after the Snowstorm

The Barrier Reef

The Bipolar Oak Leaf

The Caged Bird

The Chariot of Life

The Creator and the Creation

The Dance of Disintegration

The Desire and Quest

The Force

The Fragrance of the Sweet Jasmine

The Land of Endearment

The Motion of Living

The mundane Day

The Quest of a lifetime

The Quest For My Present

The Reality Check

The Ritual of Re-initiation

The Show goes on

The Silence of the Night

The Story of a Candle Light

The Tale of Tails

The Tulip bud of the Afternoon

The Window to all Hearts and Mind

The world we live in

The Year of the Life

Truth is Nothing but an Inference

Uncommon within Commonality

Wild Mustard Flowers

Wild Mushrooms

Your Lover was Once a Stranger

 

 

Parallel Universes

This morning, on my way to work
I thought of the parallel universe
Existing side by side in this world
Cars on autobahn zipped with a speed of 150 km per hour
While chickens stroll on the dirt road besides the cow pasture
People in 747 jumbo jet cruising at an altitude of 40 000 feet
Waved at the teenager bride in a bullock cart

With closed eyes
The bare breasted women in Nice beach
And the widows in Varanasi in knee deep water
Did sun worship .

As the naked kids played
On the dirt and muddy field
With the soccer ball made out of newspaper
The space probe to the Jupiter and beyond
Sent photos to JPL lab with dazzling colors

From the safe height beyond the radar detection
The B2 bomber dropped the cluster bombs
As the bare feet naked kids collect cassava roots.

While the automated machine for fMRI
Read the brain waves as we think
And as the expression of thousands of genes got
Computed in milliseconds
The time sat for eternity in the shade of a mango tree
Giving company to the boy with a stick tending his goats.

As the night fell
The crickets took over the world around my home
Pining for love
Never caring for the cacophony of the speeding cars
On nearby freeway
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((*I*))
September 7, 2006