Full Name: MYDAVOLU VENKATA SESHA SATHYANARAYANA (pen name: mahathi)
Date of Birth: 12.06.1958
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COMMUNISTS of India never tried to explain to Indians what is actually COMMUNISM. Instead they always spent their whole energy and intelligence (?) in trying to humiliate and defame the HINDUS and HINDU philosophy!
Time is like an ever spreading carpet, continuously revealing new threads of life in the process of unfolding.
When Godhead realized that humans were incapable of fighting against the evil; as Lord Rama, he himself killed the evil. When Godhead realized that humans could not help sinning, as Jesus the Christ, he himself swallowed all the sins of humans and allowed that desecrated body of his to take the punishment. But Godhead as Lord Krishna revealed that a realized human himself is God and urged them to fight against the SIN.
FANATICISM is mostly attributed to religious faiths. But in truth, the words FANATICISM and FANATICS are not confined to blind religious faiths and begoted aficionados of cult sects alone. We find worst fanatics among atheists, agnostics and communists who cannot tolerate any new thought, that cuts across their long-trusted dogmas.
For long I stopped arguing with persons of misled and mixed up philosophical leanings. Instead I started listening to them even keener. I found them very useful as good samples, to study the causes of divine and moral degradation in the society.
My Dark Nights
At the distant verge of the horizon
slowly submerging is the weary Sun
with reddened face
bidding grudging adieus
to his day long drudging
brooding over mandatory next come!
I stood there staring at Him
I wanted to say "Don't depart! "
In an automatic reflex
I lifted my right hand aloft!
Nay! He didn't stop! I wept!
As feared reemerging are my
horror-ogres, with creepy insurgence!
A dirge from distant mountain range
barged inside my fragile core
with harrowing clangour.
Oozing out acid-reminiscenses
from burrows of my bruised past
started corroding once more
my already well-abraded heart.
The dark thickets of moonless night
are thickening my tiresome thoughts.
I wriggle on my bed like a sloughing serpent
in an insomniac discomfort getting ready
for deadly duels with my night spirits!
My only hope,a quick crack of dawn
to restart my histrionics and harlequinade
amongst my people; and dazzle one more day
making fun and pleasing everyone
with my feigned charm and exuberance
dreading inside the night at imminence.