Is joy a personal domain?

Entirely individual property?

Something like food

Which we own and eat

When we need?

Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry

Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature, philosophy and spirituality. He won great Serbian Award Charter of Morava and his name adorns the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. He was honored with Seneca Award LAUDIS CHARTA by Academy of Arts & Philosophical Sciences, Bari, Italy 2024. He is Founder President of the International Academy of Ethics and conferred Doctor of Philosophy (Honoris Causa) by University of Engineering & Management, (UEM). 

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JOURNEY OF JOY

Is joy a personal domain?

Entirely individual property?

Something like food

Which we own and eat

When we need?

No it is a protean immass

Falling and rising each moment

Does not stay in the same shape

Nor in the same mind

Can’t trust it.

Every other person around you

Related or unrelated

Can make his participation

In the creation of

This dynamic content

I sometimes feel though we call it

My joy my pleasure, my happiness

It is all an illusion.

It is supplied to you 

By people you operate with.

Anyone can cause dents in your joy

Turn it into grief

And make you weep.

You are at the receiving end only

When your joy turns grief

How helpless I am!

It is a matter of the heart!

Where is my heart?

Is it inside the vaults of my chest! 

Oh… I see it like a ball running out

And from there it returns carrying

So much soil and waste matter

Bruised too at times

And sometimes when kicked,

Crying.

Joy which looks so much my own

Rides on my passions

Knocks at several doors

In search of a return feeling

But often returns crestfallen.

Can I erect walls around it

So that it does jump out

Nor expect anything

Nor feel lost

But just stay inside, content with itself?

Gods were unhappy to see me distraught

They suggested another way.

If you love others,

Without expecting returns

Nobody can divest you of your joy.

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Living with the Gods – Image courtesy: BBC

LIVING WITH GOD

Someone told me keep remembering God

Go on telling him

You are doing these good things

And you have done this bad

Soon I came to know

God does not like to be kept busy

All the time

No fun engaging him in minor issues.

I realized this thing in a very

Costly way.

Whatever I said,

God often found fault with my words

Finally every time I had to say sorry

God never reverted to me

When I was busy

Only I did it out of fear or to please him.

Now I let God do his work

He knows I am here

And I remember him.

And when in need, he is here for me.

We do not talk now much

I also do not tell people

How much I love him

Or He loves me

He is there in his grand presence

And I am here in mine

Mini presence trying to partake

Some sparkles of his splendour.

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Published under International Cooperation with "Sindh Courier"