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Official Lyrics जय महाकाली, माँ काली Jai Mahakali Maakali Song by Maddy Puneet, Swati Sharma, Rhyming Vibes, Arrow Soundz 2022 Song

Jai Mahakali Maakali CREDITS ♪ Singer - Maddy Puneet | Swati Sharma ♪ Lyrics - Dr.Prashant Bhatt (Rhyming Vibes) ♪ Music by - Maddy Puneet ♪ Mix & Mastered by - Arrow Soundz ♪ Composed By- Maddy Puneet ♪ Audio Production - Puneet Academy Of Music ♪ Video - ArtistJaisa Special Thanks: Dr. Jagdish Prasad Semwal Official Lyrics   जय   काली .....  महाकाली शवारूढ़ाम् - महाभीमाम् - घोरदंष्ट् राम   हसन्मुखीम्।   चतुर्भुजांग - खड़गमुण्ड - वराभयकरा म्   शिवाम्।। मुण्डमालाधराम् - देवीम्   ललज्जिह् वाम् - दिगंबराम्।   एवम्   संचिंतयेत् - कालीं   श्मशाना लय - वासिनीम्।। जय   महाकाली .....  माँ   काली   जय   महाकाली .....  माँ   काली   एक   हाथ   में   कपाल   एक   में   खड़ग   विशाल   नेत्र   रक्त   से   भरे   केश   मेघ   से   घिरे    क्रोध   से   सना   हुआ   प्रचंड   वेग   नृत्य   का भुजा   सहस्त्र   मात   की   हरें   असंख्य   पातकी   जय   महाकाली .....  माँ   काली   जय   महाकाली .....  माँ   काली   ओम्   ऐं   ह्रीं   क़्लीं   चामुण्डाए   विच्चे ओम्   ऐं   ह्रीं   क़्लीं   चामुण्डाए   विच्चे

Metamorphosis... An introspective poem on Human Psychology... The changes we resist and fall for...

If ‘change’ is the law of nature, then ‘resisting’ that change is human nature. There are two kinds of changes that human beings experience through their life span. 
The first one are the physiological changes, that are non-modifiable, and occur due to the process of physical growth and ageing. The other kind are the psychological changes which are modifiable and happen to be equally dynamic, yet more democratic ones. Democratic because human beings can pick and choose these changes depending on their circumstances and convenience, but against a very intricate counterbalance maintained by the social and egoistic norms of life. Many of these changes are the ones that we unintentionally (or sometimes unwillingly) fall for, while there are many that we keep resisting (and often sacrificing) in order to maintain the equilibrium of societal norms. 
This poem is an introspection of those intricacies of life that define the changes we resist and the changes we fall for in our lives and lifetimes. 
Metamorphosis...
As the first gush of air rushed through my gasping nose,
officially rendering me the life that everyone around me had been waiting for,
I realized that I had arrived, ready to relish the life of a human being,
the life designed to live the dreams I had been yearning for.
I wanted to discover myself, explore the world, and savor the life that beaconed on me;
but I had to smile and look cute, so that everyone around could play with me.

Weeks passed, months slipped, and years flew;
I started to imbibe humanity in a way that I never knew.
Obtrusive traits of chauvinism and opportunism started to push me
beyond that thin line between innocence of child and smartness of adult.
But the equation was more or less the same: I still had my bucket list,
and I still had the deterrents, standing tall against my original and most honest dreams.

I wanted to scale Mount Everest, but I had to study hard. I wanted to travel the world, but I had to earn for my new car.
I wanted to live the moments with my kin, but I had to socialize with my benefactors in a plush club’s bar.
I wanted to go fishing with my friends, but I had to impress my boss, looking for that frivolous, inconsequential break.
I wanted to work for solidarity and peace of world, but I had to claim that quintessential piece of corporate cake.
I wanted to do so many things that a child would want to do,
but ended up doing all that my inflated sociopolitical identity’s ego wanted me to.

And in doing so, I lamely sacrificed my heart,
the only entity inside of me that incessantly and helplessly kept invoking my righteousness.
I had become a true human being, finally arriving in the purest of its sense,
using my traits towards my ends.
And slowly treading the serpentine path carved out by my smartness,
that led to my social, economic and political success,
but an inadvertently demoralizing spiritual and humanitarian defeat.
                                                   - Dr. Prashant Bhatt
I am not sure if I could put across my thoughts clearly over there, but I do hope that it could incite and ignite a spark in our hearts. A spark which would lead us to the path of righteousness and help us in our decisions while dealing with the changes we resist or fall for. 
Keep Vibing...


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