(yet another 20th and here is my new set of scribblings… This time on आत्म मंथन, the self introspection …. About my own usual constant struggle with myself! I could hardly spend three hours finishing this self assigned task of talking to myself, that I continue doing every month at a fixed periodicity. My sincere thanks to Suman ma’am for the last minute brushes. Gratitude in advance for spending precious time and energy on these raw pieces of mine time and again)
This December, I realise that
My truth is simply half baked
Hope you have one….
That is fully baked
My truth is a bit of disillusion
Hope you have an inclusion
My truth is a limited edition
And Hopefully…..
You have a better proposition
Well at this juncture of life
I should be rather sorted
But I find myself in a maze
What could be the cause of
An ever increasing gaze?
Are you also going through
the mix of age, cage & rage!
Do you feel something but
express something else
Do you mean something but
gesture something else
Or you have learnt the art of
saying nothing in a way that
It leaves nothing unsaid!
Do you believe in the change
by changing the face
Or practice facing the change
Do you behave as a mirror
that displays your real image
Or deflect to an ordinary mirror
to build pseudo dignified image
I sincerely assume that there
is at least one among you all
Who despite his life drama
is absolute action, than words
Who walks all his talks….
and at the end of everything
At least owns up his own truth
that’s staring stark!….
If none of you can claim….
to have a fully baked cake
Then I am happy with all
my undisguised straws…..
of temerity yet basic empathy
of ambiguity yet raw integrity
of rigid spine yet huge humility
of in-sensibility yet sensitivity
of raw ideas yet own creativity
of insecurity yet bare gravity
of errors yet ‘to own-up’ capacity
But do I need to draw inspiration
from this contrarian view
Or should I be eternally myself
And not emulate others’ lives
….to take a role cue
That’s how I can evolve and learn
…continue earning love and bun
Let past be a place of reference
…not a place of living residence Let me look at life as an attempt to experiment with truths to cook Rajeev, the partially baked cake!
EmoTruth Canvas 
No one has his cake fully baked. Only one who has crossed the realm of material world (MAYA) is in the state of Bliss, may have his cake fully baked. Our desires and inclinations would determine whether our cake is fully, half, partially baked up or else it is still groping with glitches / delimmas and is in the teething state or raw. Your narrative is an affirmation that you have at least conquered half of your wishes, a great achievement by any standard. What do you think, is it really true, please introspect and suggest, whether the cake is half or partially baked. I am glad that you have the courage to admit and say that it is not fully baked. Congratulations.
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Thanks sir so much
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Life is a process of baking and till the time we live our cake is baking. Once the cake is fully baked the process ends. So we all half baked and are enjoying being baked.
Thought in your poem is thought provoking. Keep us enlightening.
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Thanks dear
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