Welcome to my blog, a journey into the mind. Hope you have a nice stay!

Niranjan Seshadri

The myth

The myth

If unhappiness could be turned into a myth

The mind would no longer remain a kith

Until then it carves out inner divides

Controlling us through emotional tides


Thoughts cannot live without our light

Whether shaded pale or bright

Honest as the sweetness of sugar

Indulge, and it stiffens us with logical rigor


Thoughts crisscross the mind like a laser maze

We cannot escape, they cover our every gaze

Making us bend to the punishing gravity of belief

Tying us to myths of penury and grief


To the mind we wholeheartedly relent

The soul watches, without collecting any rent

When the fiction of unhappiness is quarantined

The dependence on the mind can be fully weaned


Silence and sound

Silence and sound

Knowing Silence

Knowing Silence