FRCC Chapter 0— Hence, fragrance, a poem for today’s man to today’s woman.
“We may not fall in love anymore. For we want to only rise IN WISDOM here on. Let love follow. Join me if you will” —
I have always found women to be more gentle beings, so I want them to remind them of their gentleness by saying not a word of appeasement. I want to show them the consequence of them becoming like men. Men and women for this society. The first step is to bring them together for the new India I envision. When you will travel into subtleties of the kind I have traveled into you will recognize the connection between goodness in the world and the relation of a man and a woman.
The below essay is inspired by 10 years of understanding Sex, Love and Romance, with an objective desire to map it with the consequence of it in today’s society. The day we understand the difference between those three beautiful things. But because I am the author, you can expect unabashed honesty and novelty in the expression of sex, love and romance; and as a result, our society. A poem by me from a few years ago:
I also wish you were fasting,
For then, we would be talking.
But if not,
I will do with your already heard sounds of the past,
which will remain, forever lasting.
I need your sound for I have not been well,
A heavy boys stud wearing foot fell on my toe
I will now not play for many days in a row.
On my toe, I suspect, the pain will grow.
The pain has been excruciating
And heart has been reverberating
Leading me into fever.
Hold me like an orangutan
By the river
Oh my lover
I need a big hug peaceful dove
and a soul stirring kiss to fuse
with a base of boundless love to heal
my dear beautiful muse
By the way, that day I missed your calls.
Yesterday, I didn’t call. My bad.
I was too occupied.
N madly in, work.
Hope that’s okay with you.
But if not,
Give me a clue.
I will spend my night and day in your clue’s thought.
Thanks for giving me a few lines
Of one of the paragraphs
For this compilation
About this beautiful complication :)
Like Last night,
I wanted to pick you from my dreams and hug you for real.
well, that is usual.
You in my arms was also usual.
Did you say every night, forever, that is how it is and will be?
Did I tell you I don’t feel or sleep well when you are not with me?Exclusively.
While your absence makes the heart grow fonder.
It makes the rest of me pretty lonely.
And soul very hungry.
And me older.
Before such starvation
Give me salvation
Amidst all the busy-ness,
Call me tonight if I occur in your heart again,
Share with me if there is still some pain.
Don’t let it and us fade in vain.
Someday somethings, through your voice, I hope you explain.
I rejoice at your voice.
Art is the way to decorate space.
Music is the way to decorate time.
You are how I decorate my self.
Your voice is how I decorate the inside of my spine.
All of these are just a writer’s words to the universe.
If you mind
I will put it in reverse
And go back to
Of a solo walk
In your by lane.
Spot me someday
And make me some way
To your heart
Even if I fart
After my first meal cooked by you
Ending with a lemon tart,
but it ended with a fart.
Sorry about that.
Why didn’t I call now?
I was also a little sad. And thought, you would already be on a call or two.
On one such sullen day when you were sad too, I told you
Live such days down, not drown in them.
On tomorrow, is carved your name.
Today may not be your game.
Somedays may try to blow you away
Let them really not be your day
Remember our fire
It will burn each of your tear
If not today
The next day
Stand your ground
Remember I said, catharsis is on its way.
Although, the singularity may still be at a bay.
Stay alive to witness with me that play.
I prepare for it anyway, even if today is not our day.
Let your tea be boiling,
And if there are cold winds this day
Drink it cold anyway
Don’t fight the wind
Stop the boiling of the tea
Wind will stop too
Then go start boiling tea again.
To stress over it, is lame.
To smile regardless, is main.
When the going gets tough,
The tough gets going
So, don’t blame the team,
The team has a captain
The captain has a back drop
The back drop has a solution
The captain has to dissolve
In the gaps between separation
from team, time, self, space.
And then quit the race, of the surface.
To be re born, as a captain with new grace, of the root base.
You are beautiful deep down captain,
from your sparkly eyes,
to you thoughts all the way to your soul,
Tune into me again and make me wise
So I can no more be a fool in the emptiness of your absence.
The emptiness after
the emptiness before
Which emptiness was fuller
I don’t know
So I ignore until I know to which point must I restore.
I hear the songs of love
to water my fertile heart,
Which otherwise gets wilted
talking to you one sided
silently and unguided
through each night as if it were my last,
like the one I will just pass.
Plot changes after a spread of time across a decade and a few chapters.
“Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one” ― Bruce Lee
If I had written or said anymore,
You would have shut me short
as if my words were some stormy roar
By saying “you gotta CALM DOWN man”.
There dies our fleeting romance.
So don’t wait for my word
It’s nipped in the bud.
If it pleases you,
dust off our residue as mud.
Dear absent divine lady,
There is biology and chemistry at play here.
The reason why I am a man and you, a woman, who called me to start our story, is more mental than biological. And then it manifested in a biological form, for everything mental has a biological form. Big to small. As a result of the wiring of our atoms. Which is the first physical form of anything mental.
Mental implies — Vibrations in consciousness, the last divisible when under prana. Prana is the ingredient for inspiration.
In you and I, the prana consumption and exertion is similar.
Allow me to get into my element.
Harmony — Between you and I is a result of, the same stuff that a sharks teeth are made of, zig zag, not zig zig, to cut through battles. Because the way we consume prana is similar.
But that is all that is similar.
Rest is not, and rightly so.
I have been romantic here and riddle-ridden in our reality until now.
In a day, there are many battles I have to fight. When I talk to you, I feel, I have to win them all to come back home to you. I have to win sooner to come back home to you sooner. Thanks for giving me another important reason to win. Because if I don’t, I won’t be able to come home.
Home — Not that place where you enter and wifi connects automatically.
Home is not a place. It is a feeling you create.
My feeling about you could be best described as that kind of a home.
I have grown up to believe some of the most sincere feelings are spoken and heard of, in silence. As I spoke in silence, hope you were hearing in silence. As you spoke in silence, I heard in silence.
I want to shoulder all that you shoulder.
Don’t let anything alter you. Stay your ground. Be still. My name means exactly that. I like my name for that reason. And I vouch for that attribute immensely for anyone. So that there fragrance is also not altered. Nor is mine. And we keep expressing, keep floating, in our own, unadulterated uninhibited uninfluenced vibe. I freely expressed to you, while I could have taken it slow and easy, because from an atom to anything, I can be, and vice versa. So can you.
That I thought will be even more honest and even more free-spirited, for the sake of truth.
To be many and nothing, all in a day.
So I chose to not have walls. Not to be silent anymore or any way.
I saw a video of a young boy committing suicide for he was accused of rape falsely. Then I saw many more such videos. This I reached the below stats in my research and within a few minutes I found the following other items I have listed here:
I don't endorse them. I am only enquiring.
लड़के आत्महत्या नहीं करते हैं..वो मर जाते हैं शर्म से..वो मर जाते हैं ज़िम्मेदारीयों के बोझ तले दबकर..उनकी प्रेमिका ने किसी और के साथ सो जाने का फ़ैसला इसीलिए ले लिया था क्योंकि उस लड़के के पास बस वही वक़्त नहीं था, जो वक़्त किसी और के पास था..तो क्या हुआ के 24 में से सत्रह घंटे उसने दिए थे उसकी प्रेमिका को, हाँ अपनी पढ़ाई को ताक में रखकर, अपने काम को ताक में रखकर, अपने परिवार की ज़िम्मेदारीयों को सिगरेट का धुआँ बनाकर..
तो फिर कैसे कर सकतें लड़के आत्महत्या..?? ये सब कोई ठोस वजह तो नहीं ना आत्महत्या कर लेने की….
लड़के कॉपी के पन्नों को भर देते हैं, प्रेयसी और ख़ुदके नामों को एक साथ लिख लिख कर, और यूँ वो अपने रिजल्ट के बिगड़ जाने के डर को मार दिया करते हैं..
लड़के बड़े ही ढीठ होते हैं, वो जानते हैं कि उनकी प्रेमिका बस उसकी प्रेमिका नहीं है, वो जानते हैं कि उनका उपयोग किसी एटीएम मशीन की तरह किया जा रहा है, वो अपनी प्रेमिका के सफ़ेद झूठ को भी यूँ सच मान लिया करते हैं जैसे दुनिया मे इस झूठ से शाश्वत सत्य कुछ भी तो नहीं..नहीं इस सब का इतना बोझ उन पर कभी नहीं पड़ता है कि वो आत्महत्या कर सकें..
हाँ लड़कों पर लगाये गए दहेज उत्पीड़न के सारे मामले उतने ही सच्चे होते हैं जितना सच होता है सूर्य का उदय और अस्त होना..लड़के के माँ बाप का बेवजह थाने तक घसीटा जाना उतना ही सही होता है और सच्चा होता है जितना चाँद का शीतल होना..इसके बाद भी अगर लड़का कुछ महीने जेल की चार दीवारों को देख ले तो कुछ बुरा नहीं है, वो लड़के होते हैं, उन्हें नहीं उकसाया जा सकता है किसी भी कीमत पर आत्महत्या के लिए..
अगर उसकी प्रेयसी ने लड़के पर बलात्कार के झूठे आरोप लगा भी दिए तो आप ही बताइए न, प्रेमिका का इसमे ज़रा भी दोष है क्या..नहीं, वो नादान है, उसे नहीं समझता था कि इसके बाद क्या होगा..लड़के जानते हैं इस बात को, वो सह लेते हैं इसे भी, जैसे झूठ के कड़वे घूँट पीते आये हैं पहले से..क्या ये सब, जो इतनी छोटी छोटी बातें हैं, क्या ये काफ़ी होती हैं किसी को आत्महत्या के लिए उकसाने को..नहीं..मैं नहीं मानता, आपको भी नहीं मानना चाहिए.. वो लड़के हैं, उन्हें तो रोने तक अधिकार प्राप्त नहीं है खुलकर..
तभी कहता हूँ, लड़के आत्महत्या नहीं करते हैं, न उन्हें कभी उकसाया जाता है..बस वो मर जाते हैं जिम्मेदारियों के बोझ तले दबकर या शर्म से, क्योंकि वो तो रो भी नहीं सकते हैं खुलकर..और जो रो तक नहीं सकता, वो क्या ख़ाक आत्महत्या करेगा..वो बस मर जायेगा..!!
By Ankit Pandit
WHat? ?? : I am yet to read this Manusmriti article. I have put it here to create curiosity about how easily anything is twisted in any direction. The only way to really know the truth is to go into it all guns blazing and hoping that my findings are only one side of the coin.
In the following chapters will take you through matters of judicial injustice and:
But you will get to see the other side of rape too, in India, over such discussions:
Try to know, deeply first FOR TRUTH IS IN THE DEPTHS. ALWAYS.
Stop fighting each other and wasting your precious energy in fights. Preserve it to know more.
No one has paid me to do this. I am helping men accused of false cases and I desire to bring your attention to real problems of the present, for past is gone. Now one and all want peace and harmony. Let us reject leaders the moment they generalize a community for crimes their leaders are doing. The same way as, oftentimes you choose a leader, but the next time, you reject him, for you realize, that he has propaganda which is not yours.
Goodbye! Good day!
There two playlists S5 & S7, by me on our Youtube channel our a further revealation — Preseed Admin:
False accusations and human rights.