You get what you give

Reincarnation: do you believe in it?

Reincarnation is the religious or philosophical concept that the soul or spirit, after biological death, begins a new life in a new body that may be human, animal or spiritual depending on the moral quality of the previous life’s actions.

As you guys can see it’s connected with karma.

Karma is  “action” or “deed”, understood as that which causes the entire cycle of cause and effect. 

I believe in karma but I totally don’t believe in reincarnation.

Seeing is believing.

No one has seen an afterlife then how can we say that reincarnation exists. I believe on what I see and feel not on what I hear. This kind of stuff looks cool in movies and television series but reality is very different from it. My faith on this subject is a bit distorted; I’m spiritual that’s why I will not completely deny the sense of reincarnation. People often say that the soul never dies but I feel the soul dies with the body it’s their memories and deeds, which keeps that person alive in our hearts. Have you ever heard or seen people like Mahatma Gandhi, Buddha, Mother Teresa and Karl Marx taking birth again?

Their karma; their selfless service to the world keeps them alive in our hearts, mind and body. They are present in our values, belief and life.  The law of physics, “Every action has it’s equal and opposite reaction” works here too.

When someone walks on path shown by them, people say that he’s the reincarnated soul of them but according to me; he has kept them alive in his heart and completing their task which was left unfinished.

Many people come and go and in the same way their souls too. What leads to their reincarnation in our hearts, life and this world? The answer is simple it’s their karma.


Story of her tears


 Look, look there a woman cries.

Her tears are fake like her smile.

Her clothes are torn,

because she was acting wise.

Fighting for her basic right.

What a naive child?

Bleeding profusely on ice.

Blood? I see no blood.

It’s her deeds;

her karma,

her punishment.

That’s what they said;

while her blood mixes with ice.

All her life;

she tried

tried hard

to be


 good daughter,


nice sister



loyal wife.


they call her

a naive child.

Nobel men

tell me her fault.

Her faults?

There ain’t no fault.

She’s a woman


this is her fate.


A woman needs love and respect 

not because she’s fragile.

Mark my words;

 She’s stronger than any mankind.

She needs it because it’s fuel for her engine.