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ಅಳುವ ಕಡಲೊಳು ತೇಲಿ ಬರುತಲಿದೆ ನಗೆಯ ಹಾಯಿ ದೋಣಿ ।
ಬಾಳ ಗಂಗೆಯ ಮಹಾಪೂರದೊಳು ಸಾವಿನೊಂದು ವೇಣಿ ।।

ನೆರೆತಿದೆ ಬೆರೆತಿದೆ ಕುಣಿವ ಮೊರೆವ ತೆರೆ ತೆರೆಗಳೋಳಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ।
ಜನನ ಮರಣಗಳ ಉಬ್ಬು ತಗ್ಗು ಹೊರಳುರುಳುವಾಟವಲ್ಲಿ ।।

ಎತ್ತೆತ್ತರಕ್ಕೆ ಏರುವ ಮನಕೂ ಕೆಸರ ಲೇಪ ಲೇಪ ।
ಕೊಳೆಯು ಕೊಳಚೆಯಲಿ ಮುಳುಗಿ ಕಂಡೆನೋ ಬಾನಿನೊಂದು ಪೆಂಪ ।।

ತುಂಬುಗತ್ತಲಿನ ಬಸಿರನಾಳುತಿದೆ ಒಂದು ಅಗ್ನಿ ಪಿಂಡ ।
ತಮದಗಾಧ ಹೊನಲಲ್ಲು ಹೊಳೆಯುತಿದೆ ಸತ್ವವೊಂದಖಂಡ ।।

ಆಸೆಯೆಂಬ ತಳವೊಡೆದ ದೋಣಿಯಲಿ ದೂರ ತೀರ ಯಾನ ।
ಯಾರ ಲೀಲೆಗೋ ಯಾರೋ ಏನೋ ಗುರಿ ಇರದೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟ ಬಾಣ ।।

ಇದು ಬಾಳು ನೋಡು ಇದ ತಿಳಿದೆನೆಂದರೂ ತಿಳಿದ ಧೀರನಿಲ್ಲ ।
ಹಲವು ತನದ ಮೈ ಮರೆಸುವಾಟವಿದು ನಿಜವು ತೋರದಲ್ಲ ।।

ಬೆಂಗಾಡು ನೋಡು ಇದು ಕಂಬ ಬಯಲು ದೊರಕಿಲ್ಲ ಆದಿ ಅಂತ್ಯ ।
ಅದ ತಿಳಿದೆನೆಂದು  ಹಲವರುಂಟು ತಣಿದೆನೆಂದವರ ಕಾಣೆನಯ್ಯ ।।

ಅರೆ ಬೆಳಕಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಬಾಳಲ್ಲಿ ಸುತ್ತಿ ನಾವೆಷ್ಟೋ ಮರೆತು ಮೆರೆದು ।
ಕೊನೆಗೆ ಕರಗುವೆವು ಮರಣ ತೀರ ಘನ ತಿಮಿರದಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆರೆತು ।।

------ ಗೊಪಾಲಕೃಷ್ಣ ಅಡಿಗ 

The Goodbye that was never said

It was a usual morning. I had watched the tragedy that struck him exactly one year from then. Every day since then was a nightmare for him. Although it was not expected that it will be over so soon. Then the hallucinations started, the speech was not clear enough. So we were at the doorsteps of the wretched hospital. Then the admission. Every time he would feel the pain and would cry out immensely out of pain. But this time it was different. Not even a single whisper. Then he gazed at my eyes constantly with heavy breathing. I looked at him smilingly and thought things will be better soon . But things started downhill from there. Then he was shifted to the ICU. Then came in the artificial respiration. Then the pulse drop. The whole wretched night was never like before. I knew he was going. I only wished that it would be quick and painless. But it took around 8 hours and then the next morning it was all done. But there was only one thing left : Why was there no goodbye ?

Time

                                             TIME

"Time is a universal Force"-- Anon.

When we think of time, we mostly think about it as being some sort of measurement which will tell us where we stand in space. However why is it not considered a force, a force responsible for the millions of things happen. I feel it is different to different people . Time moves differently for a person who is lonely, than to a person who connects with things better, although both of them have each others options. But the important question is why did we chose to be that? Or was it pre-determined ? Or is it just a cycle, wherein we simply exist in different forms...... Either way, it can still be considered a force which upon the directions of something/someone compels us to act..........Or is it something even more dangerous wherein time compels us to act based on just random events shaping up and the cycle is not certain at all....... What is really happening ? How can we ever figure it out? Or are we just simulations of some really huge program? 

The above questions in my mind are just some famous theories floating around... But we should only decide if we have to find an answer to it....... Or do we have no option ??

Bhag - 4.5 : 

बहूनि मे व्यतीतानि  जन्मानि तव चार्जुन । 

तान्यहं वेद सर्वाणि न त्वं वेत्थ परन्तप ॥ 

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