Cell at work

Hello friends,

Just for a heads up...My same routine life continuing, job and home. Watching anime series too in my free time. 
I have been seeing a new continuing series titled 'Cell at work' recently which humorously, and pleasantly  showing some of the inner workings of our immune system and other body cells, some illnesses and their effects. So, as a Clinical Microbiologist..I am happy that its making my line of study, some of which involves infection and immunity, a little interesting to the masses. 
 The episodes involving the incidences were not fairly accurate and might miss certain details, still it does gives lots of information and makes me even happy to be following it as a means of entertainment.

 So a simple writing for it;

 Cell at work,
as a sophisticated society,
like us in real world,
with our responsibilities!

On a microscopic level,
every one have their duties,
along with proper scrutinies,
and punishing the guilty.

The dangers also lurk,
in the dark alleys,
even the alien invaders,
or the berserk insiders...

Every one works,
with lot of sacrifices,
to keep it functioning..
the world called..... our own body!!

Outdoorish me..

Sitting on the chair,
working on my computer,
small letters, noisy machines,
make my mind to wander..
to have a little daydream.

Outside the glass window screen.
the golden sunlight pouring in,
as I lifted my eyes,
bringing my gaze...
only tall apartments to be seen!

So being struck inside,
a bit of melancholy,
and have a heart craving,
for bounties of nature,
of mountains and sea.

From the lush of greenery
lying on the bed of flowers,
smelling the fragrance,
being touched with blades of grass..
and a welcoming morning dew.

Or be it some adventure,
hill climbing and scrambling,
thrill of the height, 
and the view of the valley.. 
with breath of fresh and chilly winds!! 

A visit to seashore,
playing with the sand,
or facing giant waves..
exploring the calmness and vastness,
while relaxing on the yacht.

Be it the lakes or Riverside,
a bit of boating and fishing,
along with the camping,
eating with the barbecue,
or even on a campfire.

With friends, a common goal,
just to enjoy the moments,
any sites, any places,
but it had to be outside...
playing, relaxing, enjoying..
 
Is the Outdoorish me!!

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Alas..it was a mere Daydream.

Freedom to live (part-2)

On a fateful day,
on my daily scramble,
I had my encounter,
cheerful younglings of your kind, 
playing with our kindred,
on the other side of hedge.

Hidden in bushes,
to my surprise,
they flourished, 
so were some others,
but only a chosen few,
inside that alluring cage.

Temptation it was,
but I could see,
you too had conflicts,
clash of ego!
breaking things, damaging places,
destroying the little left for myself.


You had everything,
a big dwelling,
larger space,
cleaner air, pure water,
place to lie...away from dangers,
at your own backyards.

Wilds on lease,
life of tame ones...at your whims!
wearing their skins, woolen coverings,
taking their milks and fledglings,
poking, messing, tormenting, 
forcing them to submit!

Is it my frustration or envy?
while I breath the polluted air,
drank the dirty water,
foul and soiled food,
and your kinds having...
fresh and clean provisions!

Still you want more,
grabbing my territory,
apathetic to my plight,
you keep demolishing builds, 
crushing my household,
my shelter..place to sleep.

I protested, 
growled and snarled,
even bite your flesh,
but it was of no avail.
for you were secure,
behind that hard shield.

Your strike was fast,
brought the fatal wound....
Now, my voice leaving me,
Still, I had silent screams,
my last desperate attempts,
for....Freedom to live.

Freedom to live (part-1)

Ah...such a beautiful sight,
everything so bright,
fragrance of greenery,
scent of my brethren,
to play and feed,
every day and night. 

But safety being concern,
under the elder's lead,
we survived and thrived,
even in our struggles,
licking our wounds,
in different seasons.

Over the tight rope,
balancing we walked,
hoping that peace will last.
Then breaking the harmony, 
driven by greed and pleasure,
suddenly you all came...to our life.

Chased, hunted, captured,
as you slowly enclosed,
even the bests among us,
only be sacrificed or martyred....
still you lots stood laughing
while we surrendered to our fate.

I was lucky to escape,
hide and await,
as you leave to your life.
My home is gone,
so are my brethren..
and I stared at changing landscape.
   
For provision, for shelter,
to sustain, to preserve,
compete for limited resource...
I sneaked to your world,
wasted foods, and things,
I stole, brought for self,
all while keeping the faith,
to avoid you.. harbinger of death. 

Its raining...

Its raining...
slow and continuous,
mild drizzle or pouring,
chilly and biting,
to flesh and bones.

dark clouds soaring above,
scant populace on streets,
small streams flow on path,
taking the impurities with it....
and submerging my feet.

A bit of melancholy it is?
or a moment of nostalgia,
affecting my sensibilities,
giving off those vibes,
bringing out my mood swings!!

Its raining,
with its breeze,
spreading the petrichor ....
and immersed in its flavor,
are my heart and soul.

Pleasure

 What governs the world..
if not the Pleasure?

Of money or fame,
of life or death,
of lust or love,
for others or self !!

Pleasure I seek,
desires that have been,
to bring out the most,
from my daily routine.

as a craving,
it calls me out,
or as a power,
controls my decisions.

Greed of worldly things,
the pride of achievements,
be it lust, I may not speak,
or the plain envy did I feel?

Gluttony...the one I have ignored,
but my wrath only got soured,
tired and lazy I became a sloth,
Deadly sins...for all its worth.

Pleasure a sin or is it so?
for it moves the life cycle,
and thus being aware...
I accept it all  !!

But society warns,
it has its implications,
but not be in excess,
my satiety is from a little.

I would still strive,
struggle with all my might,
for the joy and happiness....
for my own pleasure.