bhaskar saikia

Some connections are brief, yet they carry the weight of universes.

There are moments when a single glance holds more than words ever could. In one such moment, I thought I saw everything—all emotions, all contradictions—gathered in a single point. That point reminded me of the aleph.

The aleph, in Jewish mysticism and beautifully imagined by Jorge Luis Borges, is a point in space where all other points coexist—where distance disappears, and the entirety of existence can be seen at once. Perhaps, in the eyes of another, we sometimes glimpse our own aleph.

MY ALEPH

I saw something strange in your eyes,
Something I never thought
I would ever see.
Something mischievous, yet pure;
Something strange to describe,
Though I know what it was….

Sure I am, as you must have
Saw it, sometimes in my eyes too,
Something just like an aleph.
An aleph, where distance loses its meaning,
And everything can be found in one point—
Desire, lust, longing, envy, frustration and what not?
Maybe, it’s called love!
But maybe I am wrong……

I’ve long been drawn to mysticism—not the grand, theatrical kind, but the quiet mysteries that slip between words, dreams, and ordinary moments. In my earlier post, Sifar: Finding Everything in Nothing, I wrote about how emptiness can become a space for infinite possibility. The aleph, to me, is a companion to that idea—everything compressed into a point, as sifar offers everything within a void. Both hold a certain sacred contradiction.