Her Cheez.

her cheez dil nahi hoti
her cheez ruswai nahi hoti
her cheez gham nahi hota
her cheez khushi nahi hoti
her cheez gham ka mayaar nahi hota
her cheez dukh ki sachai nahi hoti
her cheez jhoot nahi
her cheez dhoka nahi
her cheez bolta such nahi
her cheez dil lagi nahi
her cheez zahn nahi
her cheez dimagh nahi
her cheez soch nahi
her cheez soch ki woh hadh nahi
her cheez her insaan nahi
her cheez ek insaan nahi
her cheez yahan nahi
her cheez wahan nahi
her cheez is jagah yahi abhi nahi
her cheez mazi nahi
her cheez anay wala kal nahi
her cheez maqadar nahi
her cheez mau bolta saboot nahi
her cheez deen duniya nahi
her cheez is mein basa her shaks nahi
her cheez jang nahi jangu qaidi nahi
her cheez muhabbat nahi
her cheez pyaar nahi
her cheez sukoon nahi
her cheez aurat ki kashish nahi
her cheez yeh nahi
her cheez woh nahi
her cheez woh soch bhi nahi jismein her cheez ki talash nahi

her cheez pana nahi her cheez khoona nahi
her cheez mil ker khojana nahi
her cheez maut nahi her cheez zindagi nahi her cheez arzo nahi. her cheez arzo mein chupa woh anso nahi

na dukh. na dard. na khushi. na hansi.
na soch. na dil. na dimagh. na ehsas.
na kal. na aaj. na aaj kay baad kal.

her cheez is such tak pohachna hai keh kuch bhi her cheez nahi.

Depart. Arrive.

Every minute, every single second, the world evolves. Something somewhere changes. Somebody dies. Somebody is born. Somebody steps out of the house. Somebody reaches. Every single minute, we depart and we arrive. Figuratively and literally. Within and outside.

We are departing. Individually. Collectively. Communally. Socially. Nationally. Universally. From oppression, from being told, from being oppressed, from imposition to liberation.

Away from confines of the mind, of the ego, of the petty issues of hurt and people, to bigger endeavors of discoveries, innovations, progress, Knowledge. "Universe within and universe outside".

Every minute it seems, we are departing from a notion, a theory, a benchmark to challenging it, to questioning it. From one paradigm to another.

We seem to be arriving too. We also seem to be arriving. Collectively. Communally. Socially. Nationally. Universally. From liberating ourselves from "oppression" of any kind to submission of another step.

If I depart from my brain, I surrender to heart the same moment too. If I depart from my shackles of ego within, I surrender to the Liberation the same moment too.

But is the process so linear? We have always fought. Within and outside. We have always evolved. We
have always revolted.

Revolution within and outside is then nothing but an hour. An hour composed of group of moments. Moments of departure and arrival. We depart from one idea to arrive at another. We depart from one struggle to arrive at another.

The question then is, does the destination at which we arrive, does it encompass, welcome, accept and tolerate the past destination of our departure?

Do we knowingly arrive where we arrive, do we knowingly question what we question. How real is what we are feeling from what we had felt previously.

Do I depart from one knowledge to another, accumulating on the way or do I depart from one knowledge to another gaining Wisdom on the way. 

Is my point of departure this very moment met with the point of arrival of Wisdom?

When I get up from the school of my brain this moment, do I surrender to another brain outside or do I Submit to the Brain of my heart where resides a request for His Wisdom.