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We Are All Love

The mind is deeply sensitive to its environment. Whatever scenario we place it in, it autoscales its capacity. Put it in a high-pressure situation, and it speeds up. Show it something beautiful, and it feels happy. Surround it with loved ones, and it calms down the list goes on. The point is simple: the mind constantly seeks an anchor. It is in its very nature to hold onto something. Long before modern neuroscience confirmed this, our scriptures and the Upanishads noted the same fundamental truth the mind is inherently restless. Unless we have transcended the mind completely (as ancient masters claim to have done), it will always be anchored to something. The least noisy state it can achieve is deep meditation, where the noise drops to its lowest volume though it remains, for a moment, still a mind. My goal here isn’t to dissect the vast universe of the mind or pretend to understand all its phenomena. My focus is on that deep meditative state where we anchor ourselves to silence or to ...

The nest

For a bird without a nest, the sky is cage, Have a home within yourself to come and rest. I know you have great things to do, And nothing matters more than what you do. Yet I call you now, to hear your heart sound, To find the inner soil, that holy ground. It isn't far away, nor is it hard to see, Just a complete pause & there it is!! The home within will keep you cool, And clarity in life will slowly bloom. What is there! And what to find? Life requires you to run—run! Go burn & shine. Have a home to get return by, To see the beauty of all you have. Else you will just fly & fly, Tired, bored & almost died. -Raghupati Jha

The Guilt We Carry After Growth

Growth is often romanticized as transformation — a clean break from the past, like shedding an old skin and stepping into a new identity. Every few years, life offers us perspective. We look back at certain decisions/actions and think, “If I were in that situation today, I would never have done that.” That realization is not regret alone — it is evidence of evolution. Awareness expands. Emotional responses refine. Patterns that once felt justified, now feel immature. In many ways, you’ve crossed the elephant. Yet sometimes, the tail remains. That remaining piece is not always shame. It is not always self-rejection. Often, it is something more subtle — the quiet desire to be seen correctly by others (to whom that decisions or actions are associated to) There is healthy guilt. It says, “I made a mistake.” It is specific, grounded, and temporary. It invites reflection. It humbles without humiliating. Once the lesson is integrated, it dissolves. Its role is complete. There is also i...

Who am I ?

So many versions live in me, So many thoughts that come and flee. Which thought, which face, which memory Can truly say — this one is me? Emotions rise, emotions fall, They touch my heart, then lose their call. They color life, then set me free, But none of them define me. I’m close to me, yet far away, I’m within myself, yet not that way. I watch it all in silent glee, The watcher still untouched — that’s me. I am the calm within when noise runs wild, Unmoved, unchanged, forever mild. I can be anything—or nothing and just free, I am undefined, and that’s truly me.

The Body Knows.

 Situation 1 January 2022 — I was in my engineering college. Semester-end exams were going on without a single day gap. That semester, I had hardly focused on any subject taught in class or even read properly. Still, I was somehow managing to pass the exams. Then came the toughest subject for me — CCMW of Engineering. I had hardly read a single module. I started studying early in the morning but was only able to complete 1.5 modules before 5 p.m. The whole hostel was in panic mode; most of us were stuck at the same level. Around 6 p.m., anxiety kicked in. I started writing formulas on my friend’s room wall with a pencil — just because that’s what he was doing. I still remember, things started looking blurry. My mind was filled with fear — tomorrow I am going to fail. I don’t know why the human mind links failure with the end of the world. Whatever the answer is to this question, I don't know! But my situation was this — I am going to fail. Overthinking had taken full control. My mi...

Touch of happiness

  In the week that’s just gone by, I’ve felt something deep, can’t lie. Not everyone’s joy is in mountain’s height, Not everyone chases the sea’s delight. Some find peace in a quiet room, With a show that melts the gloom. Some just wish to sleep in peace, And let the world move as it please. Through these thoughts I’ve come to see, A truth that softly spoke to me — Unless you’ve courage, pure and strong, To keep someone happy lifelong. You’ve no right to touch their light, And fade away into the night. Life’s a battle for all, it’s true — Don’t steal a smile you can’t renew. - Raghupati Jha

“The Power of Work: Lessons from Life, Love, and Loss"

 Let’s go back to the oldest memory that our conscious mind can recall. Imagine yourself walking on a big, round playground with a circular track. Put all the people you have known till date in that field—people from the same phase in the same circular track. You can have “n” number of circular tracks depending on the different phases of your life. Just cross-check if you forgot to add someone into that field—maybe someone from family, friends, or acquaintances. Now you have a ground full of people you have known and can recall at this moment. Imagine yourself walking on the circular track. The people around you are busy doing their work; they are from different phases of your life—some from childhood, some from school, some from college or work, and some may just be acquaintance. These people from different phases hardly know each other. While walking on the track, you are walking through different phases of your life. Some faces lighten up your mood, while others you just don’t ...

Eternal Love

 My heart resides in thoughts of you, Every heartbeat echoes love true. Without you, life is a lonely road, With you, each moment a beautiful abode. You're the melody that fills my soul, Your love has painted my life whole. In your eyes, my heart finds a sea, Of happiness, where I'm meant to be. Raghupati Jha

"The Lamp's Last Glow" (One of my fav poem)

------------------------------------------------------------------------- In Hindi, Original -------------------------------------------------------------------------- अँधेरा होगा घना, ये चिराग बुझ जायेगा कल भी होगा "अरुणोदय",मगर  "सूर्य" ये  ढल   जायेगा   मेरी  साँसे,ये धड़कन ,मेरे कदम ,ये नयन  कुछ मुकम्मल,कुछ अधूरे सपने लिए,कुछ यादें दिए "कल तक" पूजे तुलसी के नीचे  समा  जायेगा ।   मोह के नगरी  से सब मोह  तोड़  जायेगा अथक चलने वाला "मन" भी अब शांत  बैठ  जायेगा नफरत,प्रेम ,अहम,ईर्ष्या सब मेरे साथ  "जल" जायेगा समय चलित था ये जीवन, समय काम पड़   जायेगा व्यक्तित्व और  कुछ यादें ,लम्हें दिए अस्थियां छोड़ जायेगा अँधेरा होगा घना, ये चिराग बुझ जायेगा।  ----------------------------------------------------------------- Translated -------------------------------------------------------------- Darkness dense, this lamp will cease to glow, Tomorrow's dawn, but the Sun's final bow. My breath, my...

Liberating Myself

 I wanna keep pieces of me that I lost, For something, someone, somewhere,and somehow, Inside glitter-filled airtight transparent jar, At time, Sunray kisses the the hilltop, In lap of nature, viewing river falling from top I wanna free myself, and that jar. With smile on face, without wrinkle due past. I want to see that glow of me, and that new avtar. Music,me, clouds, sun, rain and rainbow I will fly till I Disappear, and will return as shining star. --Raghupati Jha