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"Here is the critical appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-42' by Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in his own words. Thanks and gratitude sir for your wonderful analysis of the poem in beautiful words Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem that brings into the forefront the salient features concerning life that we all need to practice in our day to day life.This life is to be a life that must be offered to others in selfless manner and services.We need to live our lives without expecting any reward from any quarters,we need to shed our desires so that we can be kept away from unhappiness all throughout our lives.If we engage in sharing than receiving in our lives,that can do us a world of good,we are subtly unhappy because we are more interested in receiving than giving freely to our fellow human beings.The funny thing about us human beings is that we are unhappy when we come to know about the happiness of our fellow human beings,this is the most selfish attitude of us human beings.We human beings all throughout our lives think about others,in fact we are so obsessed with what others do,as a result of which we often loose our peace of mind,we humans also have this imitation culture wherein we are so much interested in following others footsteps than having self-confidence attitude regarding our own personalities,talents,abilities and potentialities.If we are not happy about the successes of others,we can't be happy at all at any rate,we should have an open mindset to accept others joy and their successes in life,then only life will be a worthwhile thing indeed.To make matters worse,we live all throughout our lives with an attitude of jealous nature which can be very toxic and poisonous to ourselves in the long run.Let us all drive away our self-centred attitude and then come into the realm of love stock,block and barrel and every step of the way to lead a happy and contented life.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department,Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 15th September 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-42 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The beauty of life he knows who lives it for others the feel of charity he feels who shares his food with another and remains hungry as such the pleasure of giving he relishes who gives without a condition expecting nothing in reciprocation The less you live for yourself and more for others the more you live for yourself your little drops of love, affection sacrifice and concern go a long way and fetch you the ocean in return You are not unhappy as such you are not happy because you think others are more happy and that happiness of others is what disturbs you makes you unhappy Most of the life you live thinking about others their affluence and achievement and others are always in your focus and agenda you are so obsessed and preoccupied with others, hardly any time left for your own development you compare yourself with others and feel sad and carry that sadness with you and distribute it among others and make them sad you are more concerned with what you do not have and forget the fact that God has endowed you enough to make you happy and contented you are not happy as you are you want to be somebody else You can not be happy unless you enjoy others happiness and fee their pangs of sorrow you will remain with an agitated mind and a pair of jealous eyes till the very end You live the whole of our life nurturing jealousy and hatred which gives you nothing expect lots of heart burning pain and mental agony you are to think and reassess for still some time is left still you have it in you to make a rich harvest and live the rest of life with lots of common sense Live life to the full let love be your only language and religion, the whole world your family be with others in their moments of happiness and sorrow the whole world will be yours you will have that satisfaction, peace and tranquility of mind till now eluding your grasp a yogi's dream which a man committed to naked self interest can hardly fathom copyright@ smrutiranjan12.9.2017"

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem
'A LOOK AT LIFE-42' by Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in his own words. Thanks and gratitude sir for your wonderful analysis of the poem in beautiful words

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem that brings into the forefront the salient features concerning life that we all need to practice in our day to day life.This life is to be a life that must be offered to others in selfless manner and services.We need to live our lives without expecting any reward from any quarters,we need to shed our desires so that we can be kept away from unhappiness all throughout our lives.If we engage in sharing than receiving in our lives,that can do us a world of good,we are subtly unhappy because we are more interested in receiving than giving freely to our fellow human beings.The funny thing about us human beings is that we are unhappy when we come to know about the happiness of our fellow human beings,this is the most selfish attitude of us human beings.We human beings all throughout our lives think about others,in fact we are so obsessed with what others do,as a result of which we often loose our peace of mind,we humans also have this imitation culture wherein we are so much interested in following others footsteps than having self-confidence attitude regarding our own personalities,talents,abilities and potentialities.If we are not happy about the successes of others,we can't be happy at all at any rate,we should have an open mindset to accept others joy and their successes in life,then only life will be a worthwhile thing indeed.To make matters worse,we live all throughout our lives with an attitude of jealous nature which can be very toxic and poisonous to ourselves in the long run.Let us all drive away our self-centred attitude and then come into the realm of love stock,block and barrel and every step of the way to lead a happy and contented life.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department,Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights
 Reserved@ On 15th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-42
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

The beauty of life 
he knows who lives it for others
the feel of charity he feels who
shares his food with another 
and remains hungry as such
the pleasure of giving he relishes
who gives without a condition
expecting nothing in reciprocation

The less you live for yourself
and more for others
the more you live for yourself
your little drops of love, affection
sacrifice and concern go a long way
and fetch you the ocean in return

You are not unhappy as such
you are not happy because you think
others are more happy and that
happiness of others is what disturbs you
makes you unhappy

Most of the life
you live thinking about others
their affluence and achievement
and others are always in your
focus and  agenda
you are so obsessed and preoccupied with others, hardly any time left
for your own development
you compare yourself with others and feel sad
and carry that sadness with you
and distribute it among others
and make them sad
you are more concerned with 
what you do not have and forget the fact that God has endowed you enough  to make you happy and contented
you are not happy as you are
you want to be somebody else

You can not be happy
unless you enjoy others happiness
and fee their pangs of sorrow
you will remain with an agitated mind
and a pair of jealous eyes
till the very end

You live the whole of our life
nurturing jealousy and hatred
which gives you nothing expect
lots of heart burning
pain and mental agony 
you are to think and reassess
for still some time is left
still you have it in you
to make a rich harvest and live
the rest of life with lots of common sense

Live life to the full
let love be your only language
and religion, the whole world your family
be with others in their moments
of happiness and sorrow
the whole world will be yours
you will have that satisfaction, peace
and tranquility of mind
till now eluding your grasp 
a yogi's dream
which a man committed to 
naked self interest
can hardly fathom

copyright@ smrutiranjan12.9.2017

#here is the critical appreciation of my poem
'A LOOK AT LIFE-42' by Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in his own words. Thanks and gratitude sir for your wonderful analysis of the poem in beautiful words

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem that brings into the forefront the salient features concerning life that we all need to practice in our day to day life.This life is to be a life that must be offered to others in selfless manner and services.We need to live our lives without expecting any reward from any quarters,we need to shed our desires so that we can be kept away from unhappiness all throughout our lives.If we engage in sharing than receiving in our lives,that can do us a world of good,we are subtly unhappy because we are more interested in receiving than giving freely to our fellow human beings.The funny thing about us human beings is that we are unhappy when we come to know about the happiness of our fellow human beings,this is the most selfish attitude of us human beings.We human beings all throughout our lives think about others,in fact we are so obsessed with what others do,as a result of which we often loose our peace of mind,we humans also have this imitation culture wherein we are so much interested in following others footsteps than having self-confidence attitude regarding our own personalities,talents,abilities and potentialities.If we are not happy about the successes of others,we can't be happy at all at any rate,we should have an open mindset to accept others joy and their successes in life,then only life will be a worthwhile thing indeed.To make matters worse,we live all throughout our lives with an attitude of jealous nature which can be very toxic and poisonous to ourselves in the long run.Let us all drive away our self-centred attitude and then come into the realm of love stock,block and barrel and every step of the way to lead a happy and contented life.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department,Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights
Reserved@ On 15th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-42
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

The beauty of life
he knows who lives it for others
the feel of charity he feels who
shares his food with another
and remains hungry as such
the pleasure of giving he relishes
who gives without a condition
expecting nothing in reciprocation

The less you live for yourself
and more for others
the more you live for yourself
your little drops of love, affection
sacrifice and concern go a long way
and fetch you the ocean in return

You are not unhappy as such
you are not happy because you think
others are more happy and that
happiness of others is what disturbs you
makes you unhappy

Most of the life
you live thinking about others
their affluence and achievement
and others are always in your
focus and agenda
you are so obsessed and preoccupied with others, hardly any time left
for your own development
you compare yourself with others and feel sad
and carry that sadness with you
and distribute it among others
and make them sad
you are more concerned with
what you do not have and forget the fact that God has endowed you enough to make you happy and contented
you are not happy as you are
you want to be somebody else

You can not be happy
unless you enjoy others happiness
and fee their pangs of sorrow
you will remain with an agitated mind
and a pair of jealous eyes
till the very end

You live the whole of our life
nurturing jealousy and hatred
which gives you nothing expect
lots of heart burning
pain and mental agony
you are to think and reassess
for still some time is left
still you have it in you
to make a rich harvest and live
the rest of life with lots of common sense

Live life to the full
let love be your only language
and religion, the whole world your family
be with others in their moments
of happiness and sorrow
the whole world will be yours
you will have that satisfaction, peace
and tranquility of mind
till now eluding your grasp
a yogi's dream
which a man committed to
naked self interest
can hardly fathom

copyright@ smrutiranjan12.9.2017

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LIFE MOVES ON Most difficult to withstand and endure, nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure. Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer. It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes. Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife. If your concern is genuine, don't give her advice, don't impose your will, just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after. Convince her, things happen contrary to will but life goes on. One who is no more is dead and gone, but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love. Tell her still there is life in her life and the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it. Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her. Let her realise she has every right to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity and priority. Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita wherein she will find the elixir of life, a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life. She will realise, The soul inside is beyond death and life and no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more. And as the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 29.4.2019 All Copy Rights Reserved"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

LIFE MOVES ON 

Most difficult to withstand and endure,
nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure.
Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer.

It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes.
Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife.

If your concern is genuine, 
don't give  her advice, 
don't impose your will, 
just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after.

Convince her, 
things happen contrary to will but life goes on.
One who is no more is dead and gone,
but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love.

Tell her still there is life in her life and  
the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it. 
Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her.

Let her realise 
she has every right  to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity  and priority.

Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita 
wherein she will find the elixir of life, 
a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life.
She will realise,
The soul inside is beyond death and life 
and no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more.
And as the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 29.4.2019
All Copy Rights Reserved

#something I LOOK AT-123
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

LIFE MOVES ON

Most difficult to withstand and endure,
nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure.
Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer.

It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes.
Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife.

If your concern is genuine,
don't give her advice,
don't impose your will,
just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after.

Convince her,
things happen contrary to will but life goes on.
One who is no more is dead and gone,
but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love.

Tell her still there is life in her life and
the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it.
Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her.

Let her realise
she has every right to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity and priority.

Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita
wherein she will find the elixir of life,
a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life.
She will realise,
The soul inside is beyond death and life
and no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more.
And as the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 29.4.2019
All Copy Rights Reserved

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"Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017. Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in... " look at me, am I not your whole world ? am I not your dream, present,past and future ? When I am here ,why are you so sad ? The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for, no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now. That dilapidated building, my wife's dream, built on my sweat and blood still stands there. The delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by. The broken walls of the house, persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were, how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed. How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have, the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner, like us they need someone's touch to come alive again. Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was. Alll of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder. She was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me, telling me with a loving smile, 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017"

Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. 

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ? 
am I not your dream, present,past and future  ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad  ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. 
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. 
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. 

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. 
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future 
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

#Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ?
am I not your dream, present,past and future ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears.
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness.
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society.

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event.
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

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Our struggles determine our successes

Everybody wants what feels good. Everyone wants to live a carefree, happy and easy life, to fall in love and have amazing sex and relationships, to look perfect and make money and be popular and well-respected and admired and a total baller to the point that people part like the Red Sea when you walk into the room.Everyone would like that—it’s easy to like that.If I ask you, “What do you want out of life?” and you say something like, “I want to be happy and have a great family and a job I like,” it’s so ubiquitous that it doesn’t even mean anything.A more interesting question, a question that perhaps you’ve never considered before, is what pain do you want in your life? What are you willing to struggle for? Because that seems to be a greater determinant of how our lives turn out.Everybody wants to have an amazing job and financial independence—but not everyone wants to suffer through 60-hour work weeks, long commutes, obnoxious paperwork, to navigate arbitrary corporate hierarchies and the blasé confines of an infinite cubicle hell. People want to be rich without the risk, without the sacrifice, without the delayed gratification necessary to accumulate wealth.Everybody wants to have great sex and an awesome relationship—but not everyone is willing to go through the tough conversations, the awkward silences, the hurt feelings and the emotional psychodrama to get there. And so they settle. They settle and wonder “What if?” for years and years and until the question morphs from “What if?” into “Was that it?” And when the lawyers go home and the alimony check is in the mail they say, “What was that for?” if not for their lowered standards and expectations 20 years prior, then what for?Because happiness requires struggle. The positive is the side effect of handling the negative. You can only avoid negative experiences for so long before they come roaring back to life.
At the core of all human behaviour, our needs are more or less similar. Positive experience is easy to handle. It’s negative experience that we all, by definition, struggle with. Therefore, what we get out of life is not determined by the good feelings we desire but by what bad feelings we’re willing and able to sustain to get us to those good feelings.

People want an amazing physique. But you don’t end up with one unless you legitimately appreciate the pain and physical stress that comes with living inside a gym for hour upon hour, unless you love calculating and calibrating the food you eat, planning your life out in tiny plate-sized portions.People want to start their own business or become financially independent. But you don’t end up a successful entrepreneur unless you find a way to appreciate the risk, the uncertainty, the repeated failures, and working insane hours on something you have no idea whether will be successful or not.People want a partner, a spouse. But you don’t end up attracting someone amazing without appreciating the emotional turbulence that comes with weathering rejections, building the sexual tension that never gets released, and staring blankly at a phone that never rings. It’s part of the game of love. You can’t win if you don’t play.What determines your success isn’t “What do you want to enjoy?” The question is, “What pain do you want to sustain?” The quality of your life is not determined by the quality of your positive experiences but the quality of your negative experiences. And to get good at dealing with negative experiences is to get good at dealing with life.
There’s a lot of crappy advice out there that says, “You’ve just got to want it enough!”Everybody wants something. And everybody wants something enough. They just aren’t aware of what it is they want, or rather, what they want “enough.”Because if you want the benefits of something in life, you have to also want the costs. If you want the beach body, you have to want the sweat, the soreness, the early mornings, and the hunger pangs. If you want the yacht, you have to also want the late nights, the risky business moves, and the possibility of pissing off a person or ten thousand.If you find yourself wanting something month after month, year after year, yet nothing happens and you never come any closer to it, then maybe what you actually want is a fantasy, an idealization, an image and a false promise. Maybe what you want isn’t what you want, you just enjoy wanting. Maybe you don’t actually want it at all.Sometimes I ask people, “How do you choose to suffer?” These people tilt their heads and look at me like I have twelve noses. But I ask because that tells me far more about you than your desires and fantasies. Because you have to choose something. You can’t have a pain-free life. It can’t all be roses and unicorns. And ultimately that’s the hard question that matters. Pleasure is an easy question. And pretty much all of us have similar answers. The more interesting question is the pain. What is the pain that you want to sustain?That answer will actually get you somewhere. It’s the question that can change your life. It’s what makes me me and you you. It’s what defines us and separates us and ultimately brings us together.For most of my adolescence and young adulthood, I fantasized about being a musician — a rock star, in particular. Any badass guitar song I heard, I would always close my eyes and envision myself up on stage playing it to the screams of the crowd, people absolutely losing their minds to my sweet finger-noodling. This fantasy could keep me occupied for hours on end. The fantasizing continued up through college, even after I dropped out of music school and stopped playing seriously. But even then it was never a question of if I’d ever be up playing in front of screaming crowds, but when. I was biding my time before I could invest the proper amount of time and effort into getting out there and making it work. First, I needed to finish school. Then, I needed to make money. Then, I needed to find the time. Then … and then nothing.Despite fantasizing about this for over half of my life, the reality never came. And it took me a long time and a lot of negative experiences to finally figure out why: I didn’t actually want it.I was in love with the result—the image of me on stage, people cheering, me rocking out, pouring my heart into what I’m playing—but I wasn’t in love with the process. And because of that, I failed at it. Repeatedly. Hell, I didn’t even try hard enough to fail at it. I hardly tried at all.The daily drudgery of practicing, the logistics of finding a group and rehearsing, the pain of finding gigs and actually getting people to show up and give a shit. The broken strings, the blown tube amp, hauling 40 pounds of gear to and from rehearsals with no car. It’s a mountain of a dream and a mile-high climb to the top. And what it took me a long time to discover is that I didn’t like to climb much. I just liked to imagine the top.Our culture would tell me that I’ve somehow failed myself, that I’m a quitter or a loser. Self-help would say that I either wasn’t courageous enough, determined enough or I didn’t believe in myself enough. The entrepreneurial/start-up crowd would tell me that I chickened out on my dream and gave in to my conventional social conditioning. I’d be told to do affirmations or join a mastermind group or manifest or something.But the truth is far less interesting than that: I thought I wanted something, but it turns out I didn’t. End of story.I wanted the reward and not the struggle. I wanted the result and not the process. I was in love not with the fight but only the victory. And life doesn’t work that way.
Who you are is defined by the values you are willing to struggle for. People who enjoy the struggles of a gym are the ones who get in good shape. People who enjoy long workweeks and the politics of the corporate ladder are the ones who move up it. People who enjoy the stresses and uncertainty of the starving artist lifestyle are ultimately the ones who live it and make it.This is not a call for willpower or “grit.” This is not another admonishment of “no pain, no gain.”This is the most simple and basic component of life: Our struggles determine our successes.
So choose your struggles wisely, my friend.


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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Short of words to explain the man he was, my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty Happy and contented he was. No looking back, no regrets for what he had not done, what he had not accomplished, no wishes except a desire for a calm and peaceful end to his serene and beautiful life. No complaint against life. Nothing against anyone A life surrendered at the feet of his guru, a life lived for his students, for their wellbeing and betterment. He loved his students, loved going miles on his bicycle to see his students smile, to solve their problems, to be with them when they are in need. Never ran after any other identity. A teacher he was, a born teacher that was the only identity he had. For him there was hardly any difference between his own kids and the students he took care. A son had to elevate himself to the level of a student to know what his father actually was. For him veda is mathematics and mathematics is veda life is death in motion and death is life in motion and one can live and enjoy both if one has the will to do so. Till the very end lived life to the full, spreading the messages of his guru, working for the triumph of humanity, inspiring others to live and let live . Enjoyed his death while in sleep, passed to the other side of consciousness with head high and a smile on lips, proving his own saying, one can enjoy death the way one enjoys life if the surrender is complete. ©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve 
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher 
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to 
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics 
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion 
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness 
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

#something I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

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"Here is the critical appreciation of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE-42' by Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in his own words. Thanks and gratitude sir for your wonderful analysis of the poem in beautiful words Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem that brings into the forefront the salient features concerning life that we all need to practice in our day to day life.This life is to be a life that must be offered to others in selfless manner and services.We need to live our lives without expecting any reward from any quarters,we need to shed our desires so that we can be kept away from unhappiness all throughout our lives.If we engage in sharing than receiving in our lives,that can do us a world of good,we are subtly unhappy because we are more interested in receiving than giving freely to our fellow human beings.The funny thing about us human beings is that we are unhappy when we come to know about the happiness of our fellow human beings,this is the most selfish attitude of us human beings.We human beings all throughout our lives think about others,in fact we are so obsessed with what others do,as a result of which we often loose our peace of mind,we humans also have this imitation culture wherein we are so much interested in following others footsteps than having self-confidence attitude regarding our own personalities,talents,abilities and potentialities.If we are not happy about the successes of others,we can't be happy at all at any rate,we should have an open mindset to accept others joy and their successes in life,then only life will be a worthwhile thing indeed.To make matters worse,we live all throughout our lives with an attitude of jealous nature which can be very toxic and poisonous to ourselves in the long run.Let us all drive away our self-centred attitude and then come into the realm of love stock,block and barrel and every step of the way to lead a happy and contented life.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department,Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 15th September 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-42 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The beauty of life he knows who lives it for others the feel of charity he feels who shares his food with another and remains hungry as such the pleasure of giving he relishes who gives without a condition expecting nothing in reciprocation The less you live for yourself and more for others the more you live for yourself your little drops of love, affection sacrifice and concern go a long way and fetch you the ocean in return You are not unhappy as such you are not happy because you think others are more happy and that happiness of others is what disturbs you makes you unhappy Most of the life you live thinking about others their affluence and achievement and others are always in your focus and agenda you are so obsessed and preoccupied with others, hardly any time left for your own development you compare yourself with others and feel sad and carry that sadness with you and distribute it among others and make them sad you are more concerned with what you do not have and forget the fact that God has endowed you enough to make you happy and contented you are not happy as you are you want to be somebody else You can not be happy unless you enjoy others happiness and fee their pangs of sorrow you will remain with an agitated mind and a pair of jealous eyes till the very end You live the whole of our life nurturing jealousy and hatred which gives you nothing expect lots of heart burning pain and mental agony you are to think and reassess for still some time is left still you have it in you to make a rich harvest and live the rest of life with lots of common sense Live life to the full let love be your only language and religion, the whole world your family be with others in their moments of happiness and sorrow the whole world will be yours you will have that satisfaction, peace and tranquility of mind till now eluding your grasp a yogi's dream which a man committed to naked self interest can hardly fathom copyright@ smrutiranjan12.9.2017"

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem
'A LOOK AT LIFE-42' by Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in his own words. Thanks and gratitude sir for your wonderful analysis of the poem in beautiful words

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem that brings into the forefront the salient features concerning life that we all need to practice in our day to day life.This life is to be a life that must be offered to others in selfless manner and services.We need to live our lives without expecting any reward from any quarters,we need to shed our desires so that we can be kept away from unhappiness all throughout our lives.If we engage in sharing than receiving in our lives,that can do us a world of good,we are subtly unhappy because we are more interested in receiving than giving freely to our fellow human beings.The funny thing about us human beings is that we are unhappy when we come to know about the happiness of our fellow human beings,this is the most selfish attitude of us human beings.We human beings all throughout our lives think about others,in fact we are so obsessed with what others do,as a result of which we often loose our peace of mind,we humans also have this imitation culture wherein we are so much interested in following others footsteps than having self-confidence attitude regarding our own personalities,talents,abilities and potentialities.If we are not happy about the successes of others,we can't be happy at all at any rate,we should have an open mindset to accept others joy and their successes in life,then only life will be a worthwhile thing indeed.To make matters worse,we live all throughout our lives with an attitude of jealous nature which can be very toxic and poisonous to ourselves in the long run.Let us all drive away our self-centred attitude and then come into the realm of love stock,block and barrel and every step of the way to lead a happy and contented life.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department,Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights
 Reserved@ On 15th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-42
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

The beauty of life 
he knows who lives it for others
the feel of charity he feels who
shares his food with another 
and remains hungry as such
the pleasure of giving he relishes
who gives without a condition
expecting nothing in reciprocation

The less you live for yourself
and more for others
the more you live for yourself
your little drops of love, affection
sacrifice and concern go a long way
and fetch you the ocean in return

You are not unhappy as such
you are not happy because you think
others are more happy and that
happiness of others is what disturbs you
makes you unhappy

Most of the life
you live thinking about others
their affluence and achievement
and others are always in your
focus and  agenda
you are so obsessed and preoccupied with others, hardly any time left
for your own development
you compare yourself with others and feel sad
and carry that sadness with you
and distribute it among others
and make them sad
you are more concerned with 
what you do not have and forget the fact that God has endowed you enough  to make you happy and contented
you are not happy as you are
you want to be somebody else

You can not be happy
unless you enjoy others happiness
and fee their pangs of sorrow
you will remain with an agitated mind
and a pair of jealous eyes
till the very end

You live the whole of our life
nurturing jealousy and hatred
which gives you nothing expect
lots of heart burning
pain and mental agony 
you are to think and reassess
for still some time is left
still you have it in you
to make a rich harvest and live
the rest of life with lots of common sense

Live life to the full
let love be your only language
and religion, the whole world your family
be with others in their moments
of happiness and sorrow
the whole world will be yours
you will have that satisfaction, peace
and tranquility of mind
till now eluding your grasp 
a yogi's dream
which a man committed to 
naked self interest
can hardly fathom

copyright@ smrutiranjan12.9.2017

#here is the critical appreciation of my poem
'A LOOK AT LIFE-42' by Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in his own words. Thanks and gratitude sir for your wonderful analysis of the poem in beautiful words

Dear Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life-42" is a poem that brings into the forefront the salient features concerning life that we all need to practice in our day to day life.This life is to be a life that must be offered to others in selfless manner and services.We need to live our lives without expecting any reward from any quarters,we need to shed our desires so that we can be kept away from unhappiness all throughout our lives.If we engage in sharing than receiving in our lives,that can do us a world of good,we are subtly unhappy because we are more interested in receiving than giving freely to our fellow human beings.The funny thing about us human beings is that we are unhappy when we come to know about the happiness of our fellow human beings,this is the most selfish attitude of us human beings.We human beings all throughout our lives think about others,in fact we are so obsessed with what others do,as a result of which we often loose our peace of mind,we humans also have this imitation culture wherein we are so much interested in following others footsteps than having self-confidence attitude regarding our own personalities,talents,abilities and potentialities.If we are not happy about the successes of others,we can't be happy at all at any rate,we should have an open mindset to accept others joy and their successes in life,then only life will be a worthwhile thing indeed.To make matters worse,we live all throughout our lives with an attitude of jealous nature which can be very toxic and poisonous to ourselves in the long run.Let us all drive away our self-centred attitude and then come into the realm of love stock,block and barrel and every step of the way to lead a happy and contented life.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department,Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights
Reserved@ On 15th September 2017.

A LOOK AT LIFE-42
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

The beauty of life
he knows who lives it for others
the feel of charity he feels who
shares his food with another
and remains hungry as such
the pleasure of giving he relishes
who gives without a condition
expecting nothing in reciprocation

The less you live for yourself
and more for others
the more you live for yourself
your little drops of love, affection
sacrifice and concern go a long way
and fetch you the ocean in return

You are not unhappy as such
you are not happy because you think
others are more happy and that
happiness of others is what disturbs you
makes you unhappy

Most of the life
you live thinking about others
their affluence and achievement
and others are always in your
focus and agenda
you are so obsessed and preoccupied with others, hardly any time left
for your own development
you compare yourself with others and feel sad
and carry that sadness with you
and distribute it among others
and make them sad
you are more concerned with
what you do not have and forget the fact that God has endowed you enough to make you happy and contented
you are not happy as you are
you want to be somebody else

You can not be happy
unless you enjoy others happiness
and fee their pangs of sorrow
you will remain with an agitated mind
and a pair of jealous eyes
till the very end

You live the whole of our life
nurturing jealousy and hatred
which gives you nothing expect
lots of heart burning
pain and mental agony
you are to think and reassess
for still some time is left
still you have it in you
to make a rich harvest and live
the rest of life with lots of common sense

Live life to the full
let love be your only language
and religion, the whole world your family
be with others in their moments
of happiness and sorrow
the whole world will be yours
you will have that satisfaction, peace
and tranquility of mind
till now eluding your grasp
a yogi's dream
which a man committed to
naked self interest
can hardly fathom

copyright@ smrutiranjan12.9.2017

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LIFE MOVES ON Most difficult to withstand and endure, nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure. Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer. It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes. Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife. If your concern is genuine, don't give her advice, don't impose your will, just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after. Convince her, things happen contrary to will but life goes on. One who is no more is dead and gone, but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love. Tell her still there is life in her life and the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it. Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her. Let her realise she has every right to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity and priority. Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita wherein she will find the elixir of life, a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life. She will realise, The soul inside is beyond death and life and no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more. And as the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 29.4.2019 All Copy Rights Reserved"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

LIFE MOVES ON 

Most difficult to withstand and endure,
nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure.
Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer.

It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes.
Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife.

If your concern is genuine, 
don't give  her advice, 
don't impose your will, 
just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after.

Convince her, 
things happen contrary to will but life goes on.
One who is no more is dead and gone,
but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love.

Tell her still there is life in her life and  
the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it. 
Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her.

Let her realise 
she has every right  to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity  and priority.

Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita 
wherein she will find the elixir of life, 
a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life.
She will realise,
The soul inside is beyond death and life 
and no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more.
And as the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 29.4.2019
All Copy Rights Reserved

#something I LOOK AT-123
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

LIFE MOVES ON

Most difficult to withstand and endure,
nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure.
Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer.

It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes.
Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife.

If your concern is genuine,
don't give her advice,
don't impose your will,
just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after.

Convince her,
things happen contrary to will but life goes on.
One who is no more is dead and gone,
but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love.

Tell her still there is life in her life and
the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it.
Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her.

Let her realise
she has every right to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity and priority.

Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita
wherein she will find the elixir of life,
a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life.
She will realise,
The soul inside is beyond death and life
and no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more.
And as the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 29.4.2019
All Copy Rights Reserved

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"Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017. Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in... " look at me, am I not your whole world ? am I not your dream, present,past and future ? When I am here ,why are you so sad ? The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for, no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now. That dilapidated building, my wife's dream, built on my sweat and blood still stands there. The delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by. The broken walls of the house, persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were, how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed. How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have, the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner, like us they need someone's touch to come alive again. Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was. Alll of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder. She was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me, telling me with a loving smile, 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017"

Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. 

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ? 
am I not your dream, present,past and future  ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad  ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. 
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. 
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. 

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. 
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future 
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

#Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature.

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ?
am I not your dream, present,past and future ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears.
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness.
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society.

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event.
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

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Our struggles determine our successes

Everybody wants what feels good. Everyone wants to live a carefree, happy and easy life, to fall in love and have amazing sex and relationships, to look perfect and make money and be popular and well-respected and admired and a total baller to the point that people part like the Red Sea when you walk into the room.Everyone would like that—it’s easy to like that.If I ask you, “What do you want out of life?” and you say something like, “I want to be happy and have a great family and a job I like,” it’s so ubiquitous that it doesn’t even mean anything.A more interesting question, a question that perhaps you’ve never considered before, is what pain do you want in your life? What are you willing to struggle for? Because that seems to be a greater determinant of how our lives turn out.Everybody wants to have an amazing job and financial independence—but not everyone wants to suffer through 60-hour work weeks, long commutes, obnoxious paperwork, to navigate arbitrary corporate hierarchies and the blasé confines of an infinite cubicle hell. People want to be rich without the risk, without the sacrifice, without the delayed gratification necessary to accumulate wealth.Everybody wants to have great sex and an awesome relationship—but not everyone is willing to go through the tough conversations, the awkward silences, the hurt feelings and the emotional psychodrama to get there. And so they settle. They settle and wonder “What if?” for years and years and until the question morphs from “What if?” into “Was that it?” And when the lawyers go home and the alimony check is in the mail they say, “What was that for?” if not for their lowered standards and expectations 20 years prior, then what for?Because happiness requires struggle. The positive is the side effect of handling the negative. You can only avoid negative experiences for so long before they come roaring back to life.
At the core of all human behaviour, our needs are more or less similar. Positive experience is easy to handle. It’s negative experience that we all, by definition, struggle with. Therefore, what we get out of life is not determined by the good feelings we desire but by what bad feelings we’re willing and able to sustain to get us to those good feelings.

People want an amazing physique. But you don’t end up with one unless you legitimately appreciate the pain and physical stress that comes with living inside a gym for hour upon hour, unless you love calculating and calibrating the food you eat, planning your life out in tiny plate-sized portions.People want to start their own business or become financially independent. But you don’t end up a successful entrepreneur unless you find a way to appreciate the risk, the uncertainty, the repeated failures, and working insane hours on something you have no idea whether will be successful or not.People want a partner, a spouse. But you don’t end up attracting someone amazing without appreciating the emotional turbulence that comes with weathering rejections, building the sexual tension that never gets released, and staring blankly at a phone that never rings. It’s part of the game of love. You can’t win if you don’t play.What determines your success isn’t “What do you want to enjoy?” The question is, “What pain do you want to sustain?” The quality of your life is not determined by the quality of your positive experiences but the quality of your negative experiences. And to get good at dealing with negative experiences is to get good at dealing with life.
There’s a lot of crappy advice out there that says, “You’ve just got to want it enough!”Everybody wants something. And everybody wants something enough. They just aren’t aware of what it is they want, or rather, what they want “enough.”Because if you want the benefits of something in life, you have to also want the costs. If you want the beach body, you have to want the sweat, the soreness, the early mornings, and the hunger pangs. If you want the yacht, you have to also want the late nights, the risky business moves, and the possibility of pissing off a person or ten thousand.If you find yourself wanting something month after month, year after year, yet nothing happens and you never come any closer to it, then maybe what you actually want is a fantasy, an idealization, an image and a false promise. Maybe what you want isn’t what you want, you just enjoy wanting. Maybe you don’t actually want it at all.Sometimes I ask people, “How do you choose to suffer?” These people tilt their heads and look at me like I have twelve noses. But I ask because that tells me far more about you than your desires and fantasies. Because you have to choose something. You can’t have a pain-free life. It can’t all be roses and unicorns. And ultimately that’s the hard question that matters. Pleasure is an easy question. And pretty much all of us have similar answers. The more interesting question is the pain. What is the pain that you want to sustain?That answer will actually get you somewhere. It’s the question that can change your life. It’s what makes me me and you you. It’s what defines us and separates us and ultimately brings us together.For most of my adolescence and young adulthood, I fantasized about being a musician — a rock star, in particular. Any badass guitar song I heard, I would always close my eyes and envision myself up on stage playing it to the screams of the crowd, people absolutely losing their minds to my sweet finger-noodling. This fantasy could keep me occupied for hours on end. The fantasizing continued up through college, even after I dropped out of music school and stopped playing seriously. But even then it was never a question of if I’d ever be up playing in front of screaming crowds, but when. I was biding my time before I could invest the proper amount of time and effort into getting out there and making it work. First, I needed to finish school. Then, I needed to make money. Then, I needed to find the time. Then … and then nothing.Despite fantasizing about this for over half of my life, the reality never came. And it took me a long time and a lot of negative experiences to finally figure out why: I didn’t actually want it.I was in love with the result—the image of me on stage, people cheering, me rocking out, pouring my heart into what I’m playing—but I wasn’t in love with the process. And because of that, I failed at it. Repeatedly. Hell, I didn’t even try hard enough to fail at it. I hardly tried at all.The daily drudgery of practicing, the logistics of finding a group and rehearsing, the pain of finding gigs and actually getting people to show up and give a shit. The broken strings, the blown tube amp, hauling 40 pounds of gear to and from rehearsals with no car. It’s a mountain of a dream and a mile-high climb to the top. And what it took me a long time to discover is that I didn’t like to climb much. I just liked to imagine the top.Our culture would tell me that I’ve somehow failed myself, that I’m a quitter or a loser. Self-help would say that I either wasn’t courageous enough, determined enough or I didn’t believe in myself enough. The entrepreneurial/start-up crowd would tell me that I chickened out on my dream and gave in to my conventional social conditioning. I’d be told to do affirmations or join a mastermind group or manifest or something.But the truth is far less interesting than that: I thought I wanted something, but it turns out I didn’t. End of story.I wanted the reward and not the struggle. I wanted the result and not the process. I was in love not with the fight but only the victory. And life doesn’t work that way.
Who you are is defined by the values you are willing to struggle for. People who enjoy the struggles of a gym are the ones who get in good shape. People who enjoy long workweeks and the politics of the corporate ladder are the ones who move up it. People who enjoy the stresses and uncertainty of the starving artist lifestyle are ultimately the ones who live it and make it.This is not a call for willpower or “grit.” This is not another admonishment of “no pain, no gain.”This is the most simple and basic component of life: Our struggles determine our successes.
So choose your struggles wisely, my friend.


This post originally appeared on MarkManson.net. Follow @iammarkmanson on Twitter

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Short of words to explain the man he was, my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty Happy and contented he was. No looking back, no regrets for what he had not done, what he had not accomplished, no wishes except a desire for a calm and peaceful end to his serene and beautiful life. No complaint against life. Nothing against anyone A life surrendered at the feet of his guru, a life lived for his students, for their wellbeing and betterment. He loved his students, loved going miles on his bicycle to see his students smile, to solve their problems, to be with them when they are in need. Never ran after any other identity. A teacher he was, a born teacher that was the only identity he had. For him there was hardly any difference between his own kids and the students he took care. A son had to elevate himself to the level of a student to know what his father actually was. For him veda is mathematics and mathematics is veda life is death in motion and death is life in motion and one can live and enjoy both if one has the will to do so. Till the very end lived life to the full, spreading the messages of his guru, working for the triumph of humanity, inspiring others to live and let live . Enjoyed his death while in sleep, passed to the other side of consciousness with head high and a smile on lips, proving his own saying, one can enjoy death the way one enjoys life if the surrender is complete. ©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve 
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher 
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to 
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics 
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion 
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness 
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

#something I LOOK AT-100
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Short of words to explain the man he was,
my teacher and father late Raj kishore Mohanty

Happy and contented he was.
No looking back, no regrets
for what he had not done,
what he had not accomplished,
no wishes except a desire
for a calm and peaceful end
to his serene and beautiful life.

No complaint against life.
Nothing against anyone
A life surrendered at the feet of his guru,
a life lived for his students,
for their wellbeing and betterment.

He loved his students,
loved going miles on his bicycle
to see his students smile, to solve
their problems, to be with them
when they are in need.

Never ran after any other identity.
A teacher he was, a born teacher
that was the only identity he had.
For him there was hardly any difference
between his own kids and
the students he took care.
A son had to elevate himself to
the level of a student to know
what his father actually was.

For him veda is mathematics
and mathematics is veda
life is death in motion
and death is life in motion
and one can live and enjoy both
if one has the will to do so.

Till the very end
lived life to the full,
spreading the messages of his guru,
working for the triumph of humanity,
inspiring others to live and let live .
Enjoyed his death while in sleep,
passed to the other side of consciousness
with head high and a smile on lips,
proving his own saying,
one can enjoy death the way
one enjoys life
if the surrender is complete.
©smrutiranjan 5.9.2018

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