Hi Friends,

Even as I launch this today ( my 80th Birthday ), I realize that there is yet so much to say and do.

There is just no time to look back, no time to wonder,"Will anyone read these pages?"

With regards,
Hemen Parekh
27 June 2013

Wednesday, 6 November 1985

Born Without a Soul

Because flesh and blood are unreal
And soul is immortal,
It does not commit foul,
It is not bound by “ Karma “,
Neither acquires “ Pap “ nor “ Punya “,
So if you love with soul
It is no sin !

But darling,
I was born without a soul !
All I had was me,
My body –
And what soul I have acquired
Thru these short years
I will leave behind ,

When the flames envelope
It is the body which will be gone
With all its pains and pleasures –
And the soul will find
Another body,
To perpetuate,
And another and another !

The sneaky soul
Finding one body after another
Riding many conscience together –
Like Entropy
Forever growing,
Consuming all flesh and blood
Like a black hole
Devouring space , matter , antimatter
Sound and light
And darkness
And form :

No one has recognized this soul
This eternity
This immortality
Param Chaitanya :

My love
All that I recognize is my body
Which can
See and listen and smell and
Touch your body
And feel hungry about you
Here and now
In this life

Which is ebbing away.