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A Fool For Life..
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How beautifully foolish!
Truly Foolish!!!
Wonderful poem.
Thanks Vidhi, Pooja. Thanks Narinderji.
beautifully written Nilesh !
yes I am a fool n wanna stay fool as it makes my life so wonderful
yp, great so far as life is wonderful.Thanks Rajeshji.
yep moon of reality (ie physics) and the moon of a poet are always different. And illusions make it more beautiful.
🙂 Brings a smile to my face!
thats a beautiful poem nilesh sir 🙂 keep going 🙂
To Rajeshji, Yes, perspective matters.
To Kanchan, 🙂 Thanks
To Afsana, Thank you. Keep visiting the site. 🙂
exactly, so true, perspective matters.
Am I a fool or just have a different perspective?
if one is consciously (i.e. after enough understanding) fooling oneself to feel the wonder of life and find pleasure in little things then it is the question of perspective alone. while if one has a blind sense of doer-ship in what one does and its consequences affect him/her then its a state of ignorance (foolery)
amazing 🙂 keep going. when i read ur poem i feel so good .thanks some have change my life.:).i’ll be grateful to u lifetime
so true Nilesh and thnx for making me realise “consciously fooling oneself to feel wonder of life n find pleasure in little things”. Yes perceptions r so powerful that they can do wonders. They can make moon so alive that u can relate to it, they make this old sun so fresh n new, You see an ordinary world, ordinary tree, ordinary clouds, but for a man with perceptions, a painter, a poet everything will become extraordinary beautiful..He will always give a new radiant shade of green to the tree n the world all around him takes a new shape. Every thing changes with ur perceptions.
But still I wonder how can one consciously keep fooling oneself? One’s perceptions have to become one’s reality.
To Rajeshji,
Reality with an R capital may not be confined to what one perceives. Hence one’s perception may not become one’s reality .When i consciously fool myself i keep that distinction in mind. For instance when i decorate the house or my body i consciously fool myself in the act of making it look better because deep down one understands that the deeper reality is different and beyond what is apparently real. And yet one does this to make life wonderful.
to Janak,
All i can say is Thanks and Love.
true Nilesh, reality is not confined to what one perceives. There are as many realities as there r minds in this world. Sun rises in the east may be my reality. But u may call it as my perception. U may say that the sun is the most stable thing in this solar system so it never rises and reality is that it’s actually this earth that’s descending towards east. So rising sun is my reality n descendind earth is ur reality. Take a
Take a table fan with straight wings and 2 people sits on either sides. One will say that fan is rotating clockwise and the other will say that it’s rotating anticlockwise. And both are contrary n both are realities.
I take ur example, when u decorate ur body, deep down u may know that reality is different. But actual reality is that biologically we r born as animals. And we decorate ourselves with the culture, ideologies,education. So is reality our uncultivated,undecorated selves?
I think we all have our own individual realities and other may call them our perceptions