Nikhil Lakhani

Mein Weltanschauung

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Whenever somebody has to talk about who they are, they mostly refer to their credentials. A Bachelor’s Degree in Commerce, A Masters in Economics. That’s perfect. I am currently enrolled at the University of Life, navigating my way through the module on “Finding yourself” with a mid-term paper on “What is my purpose?” due next term, whenever that will be. ​ There are only a handful of things I know for certain. I know that I am in love with a soulful gal that buys into my crazy ideas and ways. I know that I like to eat. And I know that I was born to write. ​ I invite you to see the world through my eyes as I speak my truth in different forms. Be they scripts, short stories or articles, you can rest assured that each and every word is true to the letter.

Shiva

Mysterious mountain man,

Blue of throat

You swallow the world’s poison

To spare it from being smote.

That serpent around your neck

Both menacing and fierce

It seems to faze you not

A true master of fears.

What of that silent Bull

Who sits idle and dumb

Lewd lust and longing

You have kept under your thumb.

Neither the bitter cold of Kailash

Impossible to bear

Nor the raging force of Ganga

Could drive you into despair.

And when despair did arrive

When fair Sati was slain

Neither did you crumble

Nor shed tears in vain.

Change may be inevitable

Like the phases of the moon

Yet you remain a constant

Stillness of the untouched lagoon.

For when the world sees not

Insight is your gift

It pierces through illusion

Cuts through deceit and grift.

You are Shiva

Mahadeva, Neelkhanth, Rudra

And only the strong of heart

Will be forged in your Fire.

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