A Strange PrayerDear Lord I the self searching illusion has seen and experienced the outer worldrelationshipssuccess and failuretrue friends strangers and backbiters.I lived the different emotionsduring different seasonsI witnessed ups downsenjoyed love hatewas good badfaced beauty ugliness.There were times when I was bravethere were times when I was a coward.There were times when I was proactivethere were times when I was indecisive.After flying high in the skiesand yet being a loser...After being nothing no oneand yet feeling content..I have understood the differencebetween lust and lovehappiness and sadnessselfishness and selflessness.One often leads to anotheranother secretly carries the oneYet I am lostbetween being and becoming.An inner voice admits thatmy heart is an unexplored realmmy mind is a prisoner to my wishful thinkingand the soul is unknown to me.Setting that unknown free... now this is my heartiest wish.As Saurabh Sharmathe human beingIalwayspray to thee O lord set me free.I dont want loveI dont want to be lovedI want myself to be love itself now.That beautiful silent and divine existence...I want to get merged into that.Please give me wisdom and courage Merge me into your supreme kingdom by setting my soul free.

As I my real self grew older I entered more and more into the substance of my dreams. One may dream and even in the midst of the dream be aware that he is dreaming and if the dream be bad comfort himself with the thought that it is only a dream. This is a common experience with all of us. And so it was that I the modern often entered into my dreaming and in the consequent strange dual personality was both actor and spectator. And right often have I the modern been perturbed and vexed by the foolishness illogic obtuseness and general all-round stupendous stupidity of myself the primitive.

We all who live haveA life that is livedAnd another life that is thoughtAnd the only life we haveIts the one that is dividedIn right or wrong.