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The Fall

A stumble on the parapet.
That was all it needed.

The rush gave me a feeling like never before.
The feeling of flight, the free self I became.
Watching colours fleet before my eyes,
I felt content knowing the world was not devoid of joy.

I saw my journey till then, play before me.
It made me evocative; nostalgic.
I felt like reliving every moment.

Then, Life passed by in front of me; it smiled.
And before I hit the concrete, it said,
“On the other side, don’t wait for me,
you are now a part of eternity.”

Agni Raj Singh is a Writer, Director & Filmmaker in Los Angeles, California. Expertise in Cinema, Branding, Marketing & Content Creation. USC Class of 2018.

Dream

Along a path,
I found an uprooted dream,
removed from the ground in totality.
 
A closer glance suggests it was once full of joy;
an ecstatic emotion which flowed through its creator.
It gave him life.
 
Now this dream, its crown touching the earth,
is all that remains,
of a failed pursuit.

Music

A charm.
Yes, that is what it is.
 
A beautiful dream,
no tatters in its flawless grace.
Its aura leaves its host and envelopes me.
A new world, a new being,
A new self, a new me.
 
A new life.
Yes, that is what it is.
Agni Raj Singh is a Writer, Director & Filmmaker in Los Angeles, California. Expertise in Cinema, Branding, Marketing & Content Creation. USC Class of 2018.

Invictus

I feel slow,
weak.
I carry on.
 
I feel the burden.
Can I take it?
“No”, says my mind.
But my heart speaks.
 
It acquaints me with a different reality.
Where I am strong and powerful.
Where I have the will to go on.
 
I gather myself.
Pull my parts, all strewn around,
together,
and go that extra mile.
 
Looking back, content.
Looking ahead, confident.
“Undefeatable.”
Agni Raj Singh is a Writer, Director & Filmmaker in Los Angeles, California. Expertise in Cinema, Branding, Marketing & Content Creation. USC Class of 2018.

Invictus

I feel slow,
weak.
I carry on.
 
I feel the burden.
Can I take it?
“No”, says my mind.
But my heart speaks.
 
It acquaints me with a different reality.
Where I am strong and powerful.
Where I have the will to go on.
 
I gather myself.
Pull my parts, all strewn around,
together,
and go that extra mile.
 
Looking back, content.
Looking ahead, confident.
“Undefeatable.”
Agni Raj Singh is a Writer, Director & Filmmaker in Los Angeles, California. Expertise in Cinema, Branding, Marketing & Content Creation. USC Class of 2018.

The Elusive Garden

A lock hangs on the entrance.
But an aroma sweetly flows in from the gateway,
And gently reminds me that I am not very far,
From shattering this bolt,
And it’s purpose.
 
This lock is different for everyone.
For some, it doesn’t even exist,
But for me, it keeps me away,
From the Garden.
 
The Garden of dreams,
Which is my only purpose,
Is being kept from me,
By that malevolent latch.
 
I tried to pry it open.
It did not help.
I tried to break it open.
It yielded detriment more than gain.
 
Frustration mounted.
I had been kept from it for too long.
The lock still looked upon me,
 
As a pendant of power.

The Choice

“Music is the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.” 
– Ludwig Van Beethoven 
 
As a student of Western art music, I have studied the life of Beethoven quite extensively and more than just knowing his name, as many other people do, I believed in knowing him; I tried to delve into his emotions as I read through factual knowledge. As he was turning deaf, he considered killing himself so seriously, that he began to pen down a suicide note. As he did so, he arrived at a point. A crossroad. A choice to make. An ethereal life or a deaf existence? What is now known as the Heiligenstadt Testament was the note that Beethoven intended to, but finally did not send to his brothers. In this note, he converted his suicide note into a glimmer of hope, by deciding to live for his art. 
 
An extreme choice was what he had and he chose to live. Music was his “entrance into the higher world of knowledge”, not death. 
 
Life gives everyone crossroads. From something as trivial as choosing between two shirts to wear, to choosing whether or not euthanasia is an intelligent option for a poor family’s dying member, it is our own choices that decide our fate. An amalgamation of how we perceive something through logic and how we perceive something through emotion creates a point where a plethora of choices open up. The differences between the logic that drives human psychology and the emotion that does the same are quite extensive and crossroads are inevitable when these different psychological patterns of functioning, clash. 
 
Living through life with choices is very difficult, but in the end, our choices are what define us. For people, our choices are the only tangible manifestations of our personality. The definition that one’s choices gives him stands vital in the journey to introspection. As an entity in himself or herself, a human being needs to know who he or she is by expressing oneself through choices. Though ostensibly, it may seem that knowing the self, the soul, is not important, it is extremely necessary for a better existence to know oneself and to know one’s conscious and subconscious thought processes. The road to ‘self-discovery’ or the aforementioned introspection lies in the choices we keep making throughout our lives, but even in these choices, there are no right or wrong choices. There is only that which happened and that which could have happened. Beethoven’s suicide may have conditioned one of his siblings to compose music mainly through emotional turmoil and this may have resulted in music even greater than that of Beethoven’s himself. The fact that we do not know the alternate reality which may have taken place due to the other choice acquaints us with the fact that choices cannot be right or wrong. This characteristic of a choice, which someone makes, is very close to the definition that a choice gives to a person’s character. The fact that a choice is neither right nor wrong actually puts the individual in question in a state of indecisiveness. It is at this crossroad, that a person is defined. By choosing between two entities of an ambiguous nature, a person places in front of everyone, his true nature. It is through these choices that someone reflects upon where he or she went wrong or what condition of mind that person took that decision in. Seeing the choices I made two years ago and the choices I make now, I truly believe that I have re-defined myself over time and I am sure that through choices and crossroads, many have realized who they really are. 
 
An individual’s existence revolves around the many facets of his or her life and though these revolutions are constant and their stops are ephemeral, there are those points where these revolutions stand still. These crossroads where lives stop are where there are abrupt ends, fresh beginnings, trampled hopes and new tomorrows. Choices make us and choices break us, but it is these choices that define us and make us who we really are, decide what we really believe in and fill in those voids which life purposely leaves; a chance to create new human beings. You, me and everyone on the face of this earth. We can choose. 
 
We have a choice.