What the Pen Must Attend To

What the Pen Must Attend To

This reflective poetic prose piece meditates on the bewildering range of subjects that confront a thinking writer in the present age—defence, politics, courts, history, scripture, science, technology, economics, social inequality, and global injustice. Beneath this wide survey lies a deeper question: what should an alert & responsible mind choose to write about in a world crowded with urgencies? The pen cannot address everything, yet it must not become indifferent. Its duty is to gather light, insight, and courage, and place them where darkness, confusion, or neglect most need them.

The question is what to write, and how to gather inspiration in its line.
There are many subjects, topics, hues, ideologies, and daily information.

Defence experts speak of the nation’s strength against adversaries and others.
Where do we stand today in equipment, warheads, drones, and preparedness?
What is our policy of defence readiness, and how are hostile motives handled?
The country’s safety is vital, and all support must go towards securing it.

Political strategists speak of the present and what lies behind appearances.
There is always a great background to whatever is happening in front.
There are leaders, their parties, and alliances among like-minded formations.
Opposition leaders, too, have their own survival tactics in this polarized world.

People write about what is happening in courts, where justice is shaped.
Public policy also emerges there, and administration is often put under strain.
They interpret what the Constitution says through the haze of present decisions.
How the common & often ignoble citizen is protected remains a great question.

Some historians speak of past events and the lessons to be drawn.
Our past is a repository, built by long labour and accumulated experience.
Our forefathers devoted their lives to those inheritances handed down to us.
Not all may remain relevant now, yet something useful can always be found.

Some speak from scriptures and fill persons with a sense of divinity.
Some talk of the common good through great men, their mercy, skill & valour.
The great men suffered many struggles, yet some only trade in speeches.
They think themselves above others; soothing ears has become a profession.

I see science and technology proponents speaking of innovations emerging.
The world’s technological pace is faster than our learning can keep up with.
We learn one thing, and another new facet comes before us immediately.
This is the age of Artificial Intelligence, and new habits & skills are entering life.

Supporters of the government praise its acts and accomplishments.
But there are several critics too, saying that much still needs improvement.
Governments work through policy, public mood, and ground-level adjustments.
At times, they are demanding, yet they also know practical realities.

I see economists speaking of national development and rising incomes.
India has become the fourth-largest economy, surpassing mighty Japan.
Its economy is spoken of at around 4.19 trillion dollars in present value,
Yet per-capita income is still modest against our vast population burden.

India may rise in total wealth through industry, capital, and productivity,
But on the individual economic scale, the picture remains rather dismal.
The latest widely discussed per-capita figure stays below 3000 dollars,
And that shows how many lives still wait for fuller prosperity.

The United States and China stand far above in total economic scale.
Germany, Japan, the U.K., and France are much ahead in per-capita terms.
It means that though our total output has increased in visible measure,
Our people still carry heavy pressure upon food, work, and basic resources.

We have many bellies to feed, many hands to employ, many needs to meet.
So we must work hard to move from a developing to a developed condition.
The task is not only to raise numbers, but to raise people’s living standards.
Unless common people feel the gain, economic ascent remains incomplete.

I am not an economist, yet I strongly feel people’s incomes must truly rise.
That is through industry, skill, enterprise, jobs, and apt handling of wealth.
Increased purchasing power can reduce crime, disease, and dependence.
Only then will growth become something felt, and not merely announced.

People also write of social inequality, superstition, and ethical distortions.
They write of President Trump, of Putin, and of Ukraine’s suffering in war.
They write of how Israel kills Palestinian people in gruesome injustice.
Such cases embolden other cruel forces to commit crimes elsewhere, too.

This world is huge and needs attention from many sides to function well.
People of the pen try with little power and whatever intellect they have.
But writing itself has many bindings; strong contrary voices are silenced.
Yet a few still dare to speak their minds, each in their own measure.

The mind stands crowded with voices, yet must choose an honest direction.
So the question remains what to write, and how to stand in truth.
There are countless subjects, and all ask for mind, courage, & attention.
The pen cannot cover everything, yet it must not become indifferent.
Its duty is to gather some light and place it where darkness thickens.

Moral : When the world speaks in many voices at once, the true duty of the pen is not to repeat noise, but to choose an honest direction and place light where it is most needed.

Pawan Kumar, 

27th June, 2026, Saturday, Time 4:57 P.M.

(From my Brahmpur (Odisha) Diary dated 11th June 2025, Wednesday, Time 9.14 A.M.)

Towards Humility in a Vast Universe

 Towards Humility in a Vast Universe

This reflective poem contemplates the smallness of human life in the vastness of the universe, the limits of knowledge, and the moral need for humility. Moving through themes of consciousness, arrogance, wisdom, evolution, human restlessness, and coexistence with other beings, it suggests that true growth lies not in false certainty, but in awareness of our limits. The poem ultimately calls for humility, balance, and a more reverent way of living on this shared Earth.

A continuum of self is daily’s realization; endeavouring to become one.
The great moment is a Eureka-sensation; only the fortunate embrace it.

Living in this vast world, our experiences often seem mere coincidences.
Yet each new interaction is a necessity, as we move towards fuller being.
Why, how, what, when, where, & with whom we meet on life’s journey—
These are not in our hands; perhaps this life itself is only a milestone.

This realization of continuity is one’s great solace, if it truly surfaces.
But our essence is consciousness, and how long one remains in it.
Surely, life is breath moving in & out, with the body working well;
Yet beyond anything, mind must work in unison with body & world.

Size-wise, we are but dust-specks in this vast & inexplicable universe.
Likewise, in intelligence too, we stand tiny before endless knowledge.
It is like a great open space of innumerable forms beyond count;
We are only a small bubble there, and quite unable to see very far.

We are like tiny beings in a vast swarm of flora, fauna, and matter.
We do not know our essence, our purpose here, or our true role.
We utter a few intelligible sounds and assume us knowledgeable;
Yet with such little interaction, how can we ever claim to know all?

By innate whim & foolishness, we imagine knowing all around us.
Few are more intelligent, even genius, yet know their deep limitations.
The higher one rises on the scale of wisdom, the humbler he becomes;
The foolish are full of falsehood, displaying haughtiness in interactions.

I see people trying to seem over-smart, yet appearing rude & unsavvy.
In interactions, intending to dominate, they often harm themselves too.
Perhaps bitter experience may someday teach & correct their behaviour;
Yet many remain harsh and unlikeable, even into their advancing years.

Our qualities are gifts from Mother Nature, and seldom easily altered.
Even when we change, that too may come through some higher grace.
Maybe certain parts remain inhibited within us, and do not surface fully;
But how one improves his condition remains the lasting human question.

Admittedly, thoughts also arise in ripples; force alone never truly works.
One needs rest in the midst, to regain freshness & absorb full liveliness.
My writing too is like that; at times this pen refuses further movement.
Then I pause a while, glance elsewhere, and return to work with hope.

Yesterday, my friend, ghazal-writer Vijay Swarankar, narrated a story.
It was about human vanity, through the model of an arrogant mosquito.
The tiny creature thinks it supreme, as it can sting everyone at will;
Yet one slight slap crushes him before he even knows what occurred.

He does not realise stronger & more intelligent beings abound nearby.
Nor does he know how quickly arrogance can be reduced to nothing.
I read that most species once present on Earth have become extinct;
Survival at any stage is not casual, but a matter of great endurance.

The present human has been reached through countless living stages.
Here human intelligence has grown, and his brain may devise far more;
But that does not make him absolute, complete, or beyond limitation.
Knowledge may grow, but humility must grow with it in equal measure.

I watch videos of animals and also read about their simple liveliness.
This morning I saw one gorilla family quietly passing time in patience.
I see pet dogs resting all day in homes, and cats moving quite in ease;
Bees & insects stay active, perhaps resting too, once their belly is full.

Man seems hyperactive, at least on the scale of creaturely movements.
Yet as children, old, diseased, or weary, we all also need a good rest.
Still, the manyfold needs of the present day awaken man from slumber;
He strives in investigation, exploration, invention, & restless movement.

Surely, whatever we are at some ultimate scale of the vast universe,
But we see a little space and aspire for some greatness within ourselves.
But we need to be humbler, respect others, and uphold live & let live;
This living planet is unique, and we must make it wiser & more serene.

The true conclusion is not that man is nothing, but that he is limited.
And knowing that limit is the beginning of wisdom, balance, and grace.
If we learn humility, restraint, wonder, and reverence for shared life,
Then we may yet leave Earth more aware, gentler, and more worthy.

 

Pawan Kumar,
23rd June, 2026, Tuesday, Time 5:49 P.M.
(From my Berhampur (Odisha) Diary dated 17th July 2024, Thursday, 8.50 A.M.)

In Motion Towards Higher Aims

In Motion Towards Higher Aims

This reflective prose piece sees life as a field of continuous learning, effort, correction, and self-elevation. It suggests that both struggle and joy shape the self, and that true living lies not in mere passage through time, but in conscious experience, purposeful action, upliftment of others, and an unceasing movement towards higher aims.

Yes, we are to learn from our environments and to absorb life deeply through experience. These come through struggles, sojourns, tumults, anguish, frustration, failure, mistrust, and also through happiness, comradeship, achievement after strife, pleasure, meditation, courage to say what is right, patience, discipline, and a yearning for perfection. Life is not merely to be passed through; it is to be deeply lived at the core of the self.

We venture, brood, plan, and design; we place resources for projects, keep the right connections, execute, control, and monitor, and also address discrepancies and shortfalls. We motivate, straighten things into order, solve problems, counsel rightly, learn consistently, and adjust ourselves. At times, we may see ourselves as failed, yet we continue striving.

We goad people, chase wrongs, and get them corrected; we make people look at their inactions, come out of complacency, and realise their role and essence. We give confidence and lead from the front, while also coming out of our own shortfalls, streamlining affairs, making up deficiencies, endeavouring to meet milestones, approaching the right people, and keeping good contacts.

I am a person who passes through life’s gifted moments through daily vivid experiences, and they become a part of me. They do not enervate me; rather, they elevate me, becoming steps towards perfection, harmony, knowledge, truth, blissfulness, and equanimity with the universe. They also lead me towards doing duties for the broader world, speaking the right and appropriate words, developing oratory skills, becoming a better person than before, and ushering in progress.

This life is certainly a blessing and a big gift, but it needs to be used fully. I am to make people understand that we are all here for great purposes, and that we must produce as much as possible from our side, never be satiated, always endeavour for higher aims, and remain in motion. Yes, I am an electron in an atom, whose destiny is to remain in motion always, and I am to understand my bigger role and act accordingly.

 

Pawan Kumar,

17th June, 2026, Wednesday, Time 12:26 A.M.

(From My Berhampur, Odisha Diary dated 26th July, 2025, Saturday, Time 8.14 A.M.)

In Search of a Higher Role

 In Search of a Higher Role

This reflective essay considers life as a field of challenge, adaptation, and conscious growth. It suggests that one must not remain trapped in routine, stagnation, or passive drift, but must strive for a higher role through awareness, effort, and continual self-improvement. Drawing on images of Nature, evolution, and life’s changing stages, it presents relevance not as mere survival, but as an active and inwardly awakened way of living.

Life places many challenges before a person. He has to remain relevant at all times and cannot afford to lose the capacity he has built over the years. Nor can he remain in his own self-created fool’s world and think that everything will be all right without much action on his part. It is the play of pessimism and optimism. Pessimism presses him to realise the ground realities, however abysmal, demanding, unfavourable, or ugly they may be, and thus gives rise to action. He cannot afford to ignore such factors, whether they arise from his own mistakes or come through the demands of the process itself.

Ultimately, in Nature’s design, we are only tools, and she may have a fit scheme for us. Nature does not exactly punish; rather, it uses us in its constant factory-like working. We are like raw material, or unskilled and semi-skilled workers, put to use. Yet, by working long in this great organisation of Nature, we begin to understand a little of how it works, and may desire or plan a slightly different role for ourselves, rather than remaining in perpetual drudgery. We can think deeply of our higher role, instead of remaining in a lurch, merely busy with tasks and without thought.

Here in the world, all must try for a better role for themselves, though individuals may be different. Everyone has to think about a superior self, and how to turn into it. He cannot remain foolish, like a blindfolded ox yoked to an oil-pressing wheel. I do not say that such labour is not service to Nature’s factory, but he must pause, come out of routine and boring tasks, and imbibe some freshness in life. He ought not to feel bad about any duty given, but rather gain good experience from it, and further aspire for a higher order by trying to attain it. That too is evolution. He must step beyond the previous stage. If he is backward, he must try to become progressive, and that is evolution in the positive sense.

Maybe, in the process, several thousand species have been eliminated while a few surviving ones endured, or else they altered their survival tactics to remain successful in life. But one fact remains: staying acclimatised to the world’s current environment, knowing one’s survival requirements, and using those survival tools consciously or instinctively paves the way for better chances of continuity. Here in this world, at times he may be weak or diseased, but still has to fight to live successfully. Individually, we all have to die, but life continues through new forms or offspring taking our places. Yet some are better able to deal with rigorous forces. They imbibe the lessons we teach, share experiences, and become fitter before we depart. In some way, we all try to leave behind a better self, intentionally or unintentionally, so that life may continue.

We pass through various life-stages as life demands. We adapt to changes and fit ourselves through training, education, and learning from seniors and from others’ mistakes. We experiment ourselves too, burn our hands, suffer hardships, and absorb these into experience. Ultimately, all who come into this world have to improve consistently, never remaining stagnant, for stagnation carries the rotting of a pond. Interaction with the wider world is necessary to remain fresh. Air ventures in all directions to keep balance. Water passes through many forms—vapour, liquid, ice, ocean, lake, pond, river, glacier, and more. Trees pass through different seasons successfully, give shade and fruits to the animal world, and help run the world. In fact, they are the producers, and we are the consumers. Yet we also work in our own way: we try to sustain them, help them grow, and then use their bounty as needed, and not out of greed. In fact, we are all in some sort of cycle, and our other forms manifest the same wider order. We are fortunate on Earth to receive conscious life, to interact to the best of our capabilities, and to keep evolving.

So, the real demand before us is not merely to remain busy, but to remain awake. We are not here only to revolve in routine, but to understand, refine, and elevate ourselves. Life asks for relevance, but not a mechanical relevance alone; it asks for growth, freshness, and a better order of being. We may not escape labour, difficulty, or uncertainty, but we can still choose whether to remain merely occupied, or to become more conscious, capable, and purposeful. That choice itself is a form of evolution—the truer role before us: not simply to endure life, but to rise within it, and to leave behind something more aware, more useful, and more alive than what we received.

 

Pawan Kumar,

4^th June, 2026, Thursday, Time 12:49 A.M. (Midnight)

From my Berhampur (Odisha) Diary 15^th July, 2025, Tuesday, Time 8:44 A.M.