Lonely Ranger

I want to travel a lot. Like a bird which sheds it relationships in the nest. I have to meet people. Get cheated, involved in some adventure all while I am having a camera. Snapping pictures, feeling   love, hate and witnessing desires of people of all those troubled lands. Witnessing the pride of the souls which think they have “won”. A race few wont even understand (I am one among them). Race for glory which never has a trace into few years of our death. The attitude of abuse. The arrogance for   humiliation. The pride of victory inspired by the writers of history, history of people who had the pride in winning, a heart to defeat,   A way to kill, A likeness to hate. A world with so many lives.   As simple as that Buddha, one among the enlightened ones to fail miserably. Written legacy is failed by the people. Knowledge makes them blind to feel and express. They are blind to feel   and hence dumb to express. I want to be enlightened one at the end. 

 Once a King called upon all of his wise men and asked them, "Is there a mantra or suggestion which works in every situation, in every circumstance, in every place and in every time. Something which can help me when none of you is available to advise me. Tell me is there any mantra?" All wise men got puzzled by King"s question. One answer for all questions? Something that works everywhere, in every situation? In every joy, every sorrow, every defeat and every victory? They thought and thought. After a lengthy discussion, an old man suggested something which appealed to all of them. They went to the king and gave him something written on paper. But the condition was that king was not to see it out of curiosity. Only in extreme danger, when the King finds himself alone and there seems to be no way, only then he’ll have to see it. The King put the papers under his Diamond ring. After a few days, the neighbors attacked the Kingdom. It was a collective surprise attack ...