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ABOUT THE POEM: “Chutiyapa” is a meditation on consciousness, perception, and the collapse of potential into lived reality, written under the intense and isolating conditions of rehab. The title itself, raw and colloquial, signals both humility and self-awareness, acknowledging the absurdity, chaos, and limitations of the mind when placed under pressure. It is a work forged in fire: not theoretical or performative, but experiential, emerging directly from a space where control over one’s environment, body, and mind is constrained, yet awareness remains active and probing. The poem explores the coexistence of two realities: one internal, the other external. In the rehab context, this distinction takes on practical significance. The internal reality—thoughts, judgments, doubts, and reflections—must be constantly negotiated against the external reality of regimented schedules, rules, and observations by others. What the speaker chooses to attend to, therefore, becomes the only actionable reality. This framing transforms a philosophical concept into a survival mechanism: consciousness does not literally create matter, but it shapes the experience of every moment. The poem emphasizes that perception is the lens through which the universe becomes coherent; attending to one possibility collapses it into actuality while leaving all others open, waiting for choice. The imagery and structure of the poem reflect this process. Flowing lines, careful pauses, and the measured unfolding of thought mirror the movement of attention through time and circumstance. References to the “wave” and “collapse” borrow from quantum physics, but here they serve metaphorical purposes: to illustrate the fluidity of potential and the decisive role of consciousness in shaping lived experience. The poem is not an abstraction; it is a manual for navigating the mind under pressure, a map for choosing which aspects of a complex, often chaotic reality to engage with and which to let pass. Writing in rehab adds layers of immediacy and intensity. Every line is grounded in lived experience, where mental clarity and self-awareness are tested daily. The poem becomes a document of practical philosophy, blending reflection with discipline. Its message is both introspective and empowering: despite external constraints, one’s perception, attention, and awareness remain tools for exercising agency within any circumstance. “Chutiyapa” is marked by intellectual rigor, clarity of thought, and emotional honesty. It rejects sentimentality, moralizing, or escapism, opting instead for a disciplined observation of mind, environment, and the mechanisms through which reality is experienced. The title, provocative and candid, anchors the work in lived authenticity. This poem is thus simultaneously philosophical, practical, and autobiographical. It is an artifact of survival and consciousness: a piece that teaches, reflects, and endures, capturing the paradox of limitation and freedom within the human mind. It invites readers to observe, choose, and collapse their own potential into meaningful reality, just as the speaker does amid the pressures and structure of rehab.

Title – Chutiyapa

Two realities can coexist:
one in my mind,
one outside.

But the one I attend to-
the one I choose to perceive-
becomes my ultimate reality.

Consciousness does not build matter,
yet it shapes the universe I inhabit.
Perception collapses possibility
into the world I live by.

What has been written is true.
What is happening is true as well.

But what has not yet happened
remains an open wave,
waiting for me to decide
how it will collapse into real.

I flow with the river of time,
anchored at my chosen point of reference.
From there, every direction forward exists.

Whichever course I commit to,
the universe aligns-
not because its laws bend to me,
but because my awareness
chooses which law,
which world,
I step into.

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