What the clockmaker knew

Once prominent, an important site,

now forgotten, having lost its light,

as travelers said in their memoir,

having seen a town so rare...

The roads fork, away from trodden path,

filled with obstacles, few dare to embark,

only the curious, and adventurous folks,

chose to investigate, explore it whole. 

As they entered, they encountered,

a broken gate and warning letters,

the old houses with weathered bricks,

surrounded by dense overgrown gardens.

The cobblestone road, perfect for stroll, 

yet, dark streets, demanded patrols, 

and when one reaches, central square,

there stood a grand clock tower. 

With time stopped, mechanism lost,

they searched for learned inhabitants, 

finding some, in the deserted alleys,

they seek answers, to budding questions.

Those resident declines, with puzzling look, 

signal to direction, where a statue stood,

"we are drifters, he was always present,

ask your queries, when clockmaker talks" 

They went to the statue placed,

where man lies, in state of neglect,

"Hello friend, are you the local,

tell us the story, of this town's fall".

The man shook, opened his eyes,

whispered words, in weary voice,

"Don't seek the history of despair,

your soul will weep, heart be scarred". 

And they return, without explanations,

for, an eerie atmosphere spread...

Over the clockmaker silence. 

Why did it change?

Why did it change?

Chasing the shorter ends,

than walking long paths,

to reach our destination. 

Enjoy the journey, they say...

But what truly brought us joy,

was it leisure, or the luxuries, 

finding ways to attain both,

without facing challenges? 

Money was the driving factor,

but earlier, visions were different,

family, community and nation,

took precedence over individual concerns,

influencing choices and decisions. 

The society was more rigid,

now we are open, expressing freely,

learning new things, making opinions,

having assess to diverse perspectives, 

inspiring dreams, within our mind. 

We should have matured & grown,

soaking up, the prevalent information, 

evolving ourselves, making progressions, 

strengthening hearts, and our relations,

to reach the pinnacle of lifestyle. 

Then, why did it change?

Disillusioned, becoming secluded, 

increasing incidences of conflicts,

building barriers, breaking families...

Only leaving emptiness!

Listen to my voice

Days and night, I think about you,

in joy and sorrow, I crave you,

and in my dreams, I imagine you,

being together, spending moments,

hand in hand, touching shoulders... 

Like the mountains, my strong devotion,

like waves of seas, my intense emotion,

and as pristine lakes, my deep affection, 

have the desires, stirring passion's fire, 

yet it cares, for us to share... 

And I would sing slowly,

whispers when I am lonely,

for you to listen, and come... 

Day and night, I reminisce you,

in joy and sorrow, I miss you,

while in dreams, I fantasize you,

embracing each other, as a lover,

lost in our world, getting closer... 

These are voices, my heart's choices, 

tender feelings, ignoring the noises,

for you, my dear love...

Nefelibata

 We are the cloud walkers,

drifting slowly, in our world,

ignoring rules, of social convention,

that demands conformity, in our actions. 

Nefelibata... 

Let me spread the wings,

immersing into my imagination, 

nurturing a unique sense,

of coloring life, with my perceptions. 

Some say, I am lazy bum,

a bit aloof, the eccentric one,

unavailable to carry out biddings,

breaking the flow, and vibrations. 

Being frowned upon by the masses,

we remain untouched, from realities, 

some do appreciate our thoughts,

after realizing, our creative approach. 

Nefelibata... 

Very few people were celebrated,

most others blamed, or abandoned,

for, we were considered unnecessary, 

to become cogs, of the machines...

Contributing to our society!

They didn't speak of miracles

 They didn't speak of miracles,

just a man performing duties, 

following path of righteousness, 

respecting loved one's wishes, 

sacrificing self for other's happiness. 

Being loved and admired by masses,

didn't fuel his ego or arrogance, 

treating every person as equals,

in his exile, facing various hardships,

banished from his beloved nation.

Voluntarily relinquished the throne,

still, their relationship was strong,

building friendships and connections, 

while saving unfortunate beings,

with genuine care and concerns. 

They never speak of miracles, 

but a tale of upholding principles, 

even treating enemy with courtesy, 

keeping alliances which were lasting,

leaving behind lasting legacies. 

And so, this Dussehra,

let us remember his journey,

a path of protecting dharma,

under the guidance of lord Rama,

demolishing evils of Ravana...

Not as figures, but personification,

of virtues and qualities.

Durga Puja Pandals

 It can become tiring,

sometimes be scary,

to swept along surging crowds,

ringing ears with deafening sounds,

when we visit the fairs,

accompanying the pandals, 

for Maa Durga festivals.

The traffics can be taxing,

horns are pretty annoying, 

precious times being lost,

in search for good parking,

in the vicinity of the locations,

for having limited walking,

and early departure. 

The explosions of stimulants, 

grab attention of visiting persons,

devotees throng for the glimpses,

while others were for enjoyment, 

children for games & refreshments,

families gather to have outings,

each enjoying festivals in their ways.

Everyone involved in pleased,

having immersive experiences, 

from the artists who crafted,

involvement of Puja committees, 

building on themes, issues or concepts,

acting as visual treat, for us audiences,

and business flourishes, of various sections.

Power of suggestions

Being subtle, in the signals,

or requiring direct approvals, 

we were swayed, with their words,

as they persuade, unsuspecting hearts... 

Power of suggestions... 

Been used since ancient times,

to attain positions, dominate minds,

implanting ideas, forcing opinions,

when presented, with convictions...

Building narratives around it. 

Influencing naive or motivated hearts,

with personal beliefs, deeply impacts,

making followers out of the masses,

using charisma, for distorting patches...

Of intelligence, dealing with reasoning. 

And they work, on subconscious level,

changing our thoughts and perceptions, 

influencing choices, making decisions,

shaping our behaviors and character...

Into someone else's vision. 

Power of suggestions... 

We gravitate towards social constructs, 

childhood upbringings, to peer pressures,

but now, with advent of social media,

could we truly be free from implications...

And have our uniqueness preserved?

Some celebrations need people

Some celebrations need people,

coming together for the ceremonies, 

either have it planned in advance, 

or impromptu, spontaneous act,

yet, with cheerful heart. 

There are special days,

we observe in the private,

commemorating events,

with only close relations, 

bonding over moments. 

Yet, circumstances changes,

or the monotony would make,

affecting the emotional sides,

fueling our fears or pride,

to request any functions. 

And days become bland,

not ready to withstand, 

sparks of excitements,

when hearts not aligned, 

to spirit of enjoyment. 

Some celebrations need people,

bringing the enthusiasm back,

waking our sleeping mind,

with motivation it needs,

to participate in groups... 

Be it parties or observance!

When things went wrong

People meet, connections made,

forging bonds, with trust & commitments, 

relationships built, standing test of time,

sharing moments and creating memories. 

The atmosphere were cordial and relaxed, 

spending days playing, with chit-chats,

greet & meet, putting aside differences, 

holidays spent, participating in events. 

And, we get acclimatized, 

unaware of changing times,

priorities shifts, opinions clashes,

weathering storms of disappointments. 

Cracks appears on the piers,

standing on the shaky grounds, 

the deck once supported traffic,

now weakened, waiting to collapse. 

Yet, we walked, believing the words,

keeping faith, becoming complacent, 

putting pressures, through our actions,

or being gullible, to discover deception... 

Getting shocked, of an abrupt end,

to our journey, a future promised,

and lament, when things went wrong,

watching the bridge, burning down!

Diagnostic labs

In this world of competitions,

everyone strives to be the best,

setting targets, making promises,

investing dreams, in people's illnesses.

They are doing honorable work,

providing clarity, dispelling doubts, 

giving directions, to the clinicians,

assisting in the path of treatments. 

Diagnostic labs... 

They are the backbones,

of modern healthcare systems,

with array of chemicals & instruments,

supporting the methods of investigations. 

Yet, they are a costly affair,

facing challenges of market demands,

many lose this race against tide,

falling victims to cheaper alternatives. 

And the ones, who would rise,

consolidating volumes, after many tries,

prioritizing quantities over qualities, 

to meet demands, in limited times.

Still, there are few, passionate ones,

providing service, bearing the costs,

while others, using marketing policies, 

to gather clients, with attractive discounts. 

Diagnostic labs... 

And I wonder the cause,

of us losing its true importance,

in the quest of surviving or expand,

they might compromise quality...

For winning customer feedback! 

PS :  There are many mushrooming diagnostic labs in our country. Only a few could maintain quality as it's costly to maintain.

It also means, many might miss out of assessable and faster quality reports.

So we drive

The roads are narrow,

while some were wide,

having enough time,

or things were tight...

To face some urgencies,

living leisurely lifestyles, 

rushing in our thoughts,

So we drive... 

For our daily commutes,

having some special visits,

to the familiar places,

or regions unexplored.

Relying on our instincts,

or following map online,

we discover uncharted paths,

As we drive... 

For showcasing our talent,

the beauty of owned bike,

taking out polished vehicles,

promoting beauty & style.

And, we don't need directives, 

being lost, feels like an adventure,

when we experience, the joy of ride,

finding the bliss, so we drive...

Leverage

It's about leverage, my friend,

if you have skin in the game,

be more sensitive to the change,

the shift, in the power dynamics. 

When it streams, playing the tunes,

spinning away, wheel of fortune,

once adorned in hands of nobles, 

now within, reach of commons. 

It's about leverage, my friend,

which decides, course of action, 

but requires, controlled directions, 

for proper functioning of transactions. 

Not many have enough maturity, 

to handle the power bestowed, 

understanding the rules of play,

for achieving proper outcome. 

It's about leverage, my friend,

that dazzles ones with advantage, 

yet, be wary of the repercussions, 

there are dangers, lurking in shadows. 

For, there's no end, to our greed,

but having limits, to capacities,

someone has to pay the price,

for every pressure we add...

On the leverage!

In my reflections

In my reflections, I learned, 

inherited nature and desires,

accompanying my reasons,

to justify certain actions...

Yet, they involve misconceptions, 

inconsistencies in my observations,

filtering through preconceived notions,

and affecting my perceptions... 

In my reflections, I learned,

there's more to introspection, 

putting ideas, through examinations,

rather than relying on intuition. 

For, I am a simple individual,

looking through familiar lenses,

creating opinions about the world,

that's incomplete, forever changing... 

In my reflections, I learned,

there's a world, waiting to be seen,

each having their own perspectives,

some being wiser, than I ever be.

So, let's be flexible, more welcoming,

being vigilant, of ingrained tendencies,

nurture goodwill, love for everything, 

and the world will reciprocate...

Come tomorrow

The table laden with files,

while chair empty on the sides,

and people wait in the lines,

getting impatient, standing outside.

A common view,

that we would rue,

facing Govt. offices,

for getting our due... 

Come tomorrow... 

No matter the wait,

there's always a new date,

till we find connections, 

warming hands, under the surface.

It was a tale of those times,

before advent of internet sites,

when paperworks precedes, 

affecting our working speed. 

Come tomorrow... 

Someday were holidays,

others leave or vacations,

sometimes it was tea break,

or an important call to attend.

Powerless, feeling frustrations,

yet, there's lack of options,

learning the art of patience, 

masking smile, on angry face. 

Come tomorrow... 

There might be reasons,

and employees, overburdened,

yet, with glaring inefficiencies, 

that were inciting our reactions.

And we would seek accountability, 

streamline processes & proficiency, 

giving respect to effort and time,

without making excuses. 

P.S :

Just remembering the hassles for having things done in Govt. offices. Thankfully things are changing now as most are online.

Happy Navratri

The auspicious month begins, 

as we invoke grace of divinity,

in worships and celebrations,

dancing in joy, bowing with devotion,

to mother goddess Durga,

an embodiment of feminine power,

omnipresent in our existence. 

The victory of good over evil,

had always been the central theme,

as glory of Mahisasurmardini,

infuses, strength and wisdom,

in the path of righteousness, 

finding blessings & protection, 

of our divine mother.

These nine days, we welcome,

Devi arrives in different forms,

with symbolism, in representation, 

of her journey, towards realization, 

sharing knowledge, through manifestations,

as we inculcate virtues with devotion,

performing rituals, chanting for invocation.

Navratri...

May this festival dedicated to goddess Durga,

fill our lives with joy, wisdom and happiness, 

when we purify our mind and body,

while following our traditions & duties, 

dancing & singing, Garba or Dandiya Raas,

having gatherings and visiting pandals,

and worship in homes, with feasts or fasting!

Cheerleaders

This world can be a dreary place,

making us bored, feeling depressed, 

with uncertainties, fear may loom,

bringing pain, spreading the gloom.

When doubt creeps, spirit is low,

heart needs directions, words of wisdom, 

uplifting psyche, motivating our mind, 

to keep striving, facing the challenges. 

Cheerleaders... 

We all need someone in life,

encouraging us in dark times,

when enthusiasm, facing decline, 

as our setbacks, keep us confined.

Their words inspire, ignite the flames,

opening the doors, to dream again,

with gentle nudge, or forceful voice,

pushing us to reach, go beyond limits. 

So, let us appreciate their presence, 

cheering hearts, illuminate our essence, 

their love and trust, power our spirits,

to endure failures, rise again & again... 

With each call, of our cheerleaders!

So, what makes the crime stay

So, what makes the crimes stay,

invade our mind, in perverse way,

rising with intensity, in recent years,

affecting all ages, class and genders... 

Is it a sign of social fragmentation,

leading to incompetency or corruptions,

affecting adversely, our mental faculties, 

inciting violence, promoting enmity. 

Or impact of mental conditioning, 

having errors, in ways of learnings,

adding fault lines, within upbringings, 

causing damages, on values or morality. 

We were not strangers to crime,

evil does lurk, hidden in shadows,

being spontaneous, disease of mind,

or used by state, as institutional policies. 

Still, we have seen examples set

under various style of governments,

some were strict, being authoritative,

while others, liberal and supportive. 

So, what makes the crime stay,

free from fears, of consequences, 

or instilled values, of mutual respect,

without directions, the chaos descends...

Urges...

In these evening, you were there,

looking ravishing, in sexy attires, 

your perfumes, spreading like fire,

inciting heart, burning with desire... 

Urges... 

Emotions in flame,

toyed by the seduction, 

calling for your name,

closer, much closer,

tracing those figures,

extending my arms,

to reach your place. 

My senses heightened, 

relishing these moments,

in whispers and moans,

and a passionate embrace,

diving, immersing deeper,

soaking in fluids of affection,

body collides, rhythmic motion. 

Urges... 

I am tripping, drunken in love,

is it a reality, or just an illusion, 

accompanying me, in my cravings,

are you, a figment of my imagination?

Seagrass meadows

A vibrant world lays,

painted a shimmering haze,

where sunlight filters through, 

beneath the submerged seagrass... 

And they sway, in rhythmic grace,

welcoming others, under its space, 

as a nursery, for marine creatures, 

offering assistance for their growth. 

They form underwater meadows,

thriving in shallow coastal waters,

roots holding to sandy grounds,

And leaves, spreading across. 

Helping in sustaining our environment, 

by improving clarity, stabilizing sediments,

playing important role in carbon sequestration, 

treating water by filtering out pollutants. 

Still us human, pose the threat,

investing in coastal development,

while overfishing damages ecosystems, 

pollution & climate change put pressures. 

Seagrass meadows...

They promote ocean health,

if we protect these verdant fields,

through sustainable practices,

for them to survive, in changing times. 

It takes efforts, for us to think

It takes effort, for us to think,

have the insights, making it click,

receive answers, to pop up quick,

without support of deceptive tricks. 

For, our brain prefers daily routine,

smooth drive of an active engine,

falling back into the idle state,

with minimum expenditures of energy. 

Yet, us human, were curious being,

explored ways, learned new things,

going against the primal instincts, 

achieve goals, and our dreams. 

Still, we couldn't fight our impulses, 

finding ways to limit investments, 

when we gain, the power of resistance,

rejecting values, that instilled discipline. 

It takes efforts, for us to think,

more so, manifesting their links,

it's our choice, to hone the skills,

or let it go stale, in an indolent mind.

Right besides you

In your presence, world fades,

our eyes met, senses heightens, 

reaching hands, waiting to be held,

conveying my heart, promises made...

That I stay, right besides you. 

Coming closer, for an embrace,

looking at your beautiful face,

sharing concerns of future ahead,

needing answers, with assurance...

That I stand, right besides you. 

In these tender moments we wish, 

spending our life together till eternity, 

side by side, having conversations, 

or just the warmth, of the presence...

That I sit, right besides you. 

There might be many challenges,

having troubles, facing obstacles, 

disappointments causing us distress,

making us insecure, or frustrated...

Still I strive, right besides you. 

In our joy and happiness,

from successes or achievements,

wouldn't let distractions inside,

for, there's trust, heart entwined...

Being devoted, right besides you. 

You will never feel alone,

since you have me as partner,

it's a promise, that I am making,

to never leave, or disappear,

Always return, right besides you.

Belongings

In this world, we have belongings, 

things we inherited from families, 

physical attributes, living condition,

from genetics, to financial situations. 

Our upbringing nourish our minds,

helping us connect with surroundings, 

soaking information, developing identities,

that would present, our inner qualities. 

Belongings... 

It's something we all possess,

thoughts we reveal, some we suppress, 

acting as our needs, others to impress,

for the projection, of our success. 

And it influences, our every action,

either voluntarily or unconscious reaction,

stemmed from desires, and aspirations, 

along with our pride, or compulsions. 

So, the wise ones cautions, 

speaks of wisdom on disconnections, 

to truly be receptive of the blessings,

bestowed by divine upon us... 

Belongings... 

Should we disown, or nurture,

or make excuses, to venture,

for, they too have significance, 

imparting meanings, into our existence.

If we could name

If we could name,

feelings we experience, 

etching them in words,

painting in the canvas,

playing with the notes,

creating an elaborate video,

conveying them in shows,

would we still portray,

magic of that moment...

May be not! 

If we could name,

in languages or vocations, 

channeling our perceptions, 

not a flight of imagination, 

but the genuine recreation,

of the fleeting situations,

extracting them from memories 

and planting them as seeds,

of flowers carrying its fragrance...

May be not! 

If we could name,

it would lose its uniqueness,

that provides us diverse perspectives, 

of visualization & newer objectives,

when we notice, make discoveries, 

from inner world and the peripheries,

letting us observe and appreciate, 

savor the blessings that permeates,

flowing through our consciousness...

May be not!

Repetition

Not the things, that dazzle bright,

rather the ones, with boring sight,

following through our daily routines,

being committed to the schedules...

We open path, to our goals. 

Repetition... 

It's not about competitions, 

when harboring strong ambitions, 

but to understand our positions, 

investing our heart and mind,

bringing our dreams to fruition. 

There are no shortcuts to find,

sometimes it's a steep climb,

facing obstacles, and hurdles,

as our trials and tribulations, 

testing our will & determination. 

And we create our own life

stacking them slowly with time,

behind the facades of smiles, 

there are efforts, as deeds piles, 

providing us return eventually. 

It's no secret, everyone knows,

yet motivations, carried by few,

to not falter, a drive to continue, 

learning from mistakes, while pursue,

With passion, fueling their vision...

Successes lies in repetition!

Woe be me!

Dreams broken, desires unfulfilled, 

all efforts in vain, draining me empty,

no one listens, care for my feelings,

heart in distress, whispering words...

Woe be me! 

Drowning in self-pity, I would cry,

till I gather courage, for another try,

to find success, reach the heights, 

yet, realities, would make me sigh...

Woe be me! 

Misfortunes follows, wherever I stay,

like the dark clouds, in a sunny day,

mysterious forces, acting against me,

weakening my resolve, to remain free...

Woe be me! 

With apprehensions, my anxious mind,

makes mistakes, while falling behind,

in carrying out works, missing deadlines,

changing circumstances, forcing me lie...

Woe be me! 

Every challenge, hardships of life,

made me complain, of troubles I find,

as negative thoughts, controlling my mind,

oblivious of chances, blessings of divine...

And I keep saying, woe be me!

Yutori

A conscious action, of slowing down,

letting us savor, world that surrounds,

nothing can rush, our desired pace,

when we observe, without goals to set. 

Yutori...

A beautiful concept, 

of valuing personal space,

spending some moments,

in harmony with nature. 

For, the stresses burden,

draining mentally & physically,

and heart seeks escapes,

to more tranquil environment. 

Yutori...

It's a room to breathe,

rejuvenating weary soul,

when we nurture this habit,

in personal & professional living. 

So, let us incorporate this feeling, 

creating atmosphere that's relaxing,

being flexible in sparing time,

for individual interests... 

That brings peace & joy in hearts!

Burble

The running stream, gently whispers, 

like a lullaby, for sensitive listeners,

in their soft bubbly, gurgling sounds,

there's mysterious calm we found... 

Burble... 

These continuing flow,

of running water over rocks,

or trickling down the surface,

creating a harmonious noise. 

Becoming attuned, to its rhythmic beats,

we keep nature's notes, playing on repeat, 

visiting waterfalls and running streams,

hearing raindrops, do bring us bliss. 

The world fades, senses softly sigh,

and our worries, slowly washes away,

when we follow, these tranquil shows,

letting pink noise, soothing our nerves. 

Burble... 

It might be our primal instincts, 

as these sounds, evoke deep feelings,

and we return, to our resting state,

savoring blessings, of acoustic effects!

Content we see

It's the content, that we see,

having influences guaranteed, 

piqued interests with curiosity, 

gradually changing our perspectives. 

A vicious cycle, it may be,

even addicted, to some degree,

using ways to grab attentions,

ending up collecting the debris. 

It's the content, that we see,

affecting health, and relationships,

either ignite or break our spirits,

showing glimpses of unattainable dreams. 

And we seek, stimulants unforeseen, 

for surge of emotions, Dopamine high,

ignoring warnings, well-wishers pleas,

filling our voids, of unpleasant realities. 

It's the content, that we see,

yet, there's option, of being free,

depending on intentions and maturity,

not fall victim, to impulsive activities. 

For, we all have unique taste,

while browsing various genres,

choosing medium of entertainment, 

with moderation, being the key.

Segregation

 We were happy, in limited resources, 

then what changed, creating differences,

was it sign of our growing affluence, 

or symptoms, of unsolved grievances? 

Segregation... 

It's something that separates,

bringing divides, among associates,

sowing seeds of pride and envy,

inciting us to pursue higher place. 

Together in rewards and punishments, 

build companionship, difficult to break,

yet, advent of corruption, had its effects, 

rise of undeserving, brewing discontent. 

So, it becomes a constant chain,

of acquisitions & flaunting riches, 

harboring detest & disdain of ordinary,

while engaging, in games of pretence. 

So, don't blame, this blind chase,

when society, pursue the same,

devaluing principles, for a facade, 

losing integrity, in the process.

Could we ever comprehend

Could we ever, comprehend the notion,

of the constituents, of universal existence,

elements microscopic to macro levels,

that interferes, or propels our subsistence... 

We make hypothesis, build belief systems,

investing in the research or preparations, 

yet, none have unraveled the mysteries, 

that dwells, at the very bottom. 

We have simplified, higher consciousness,

only a few could reach, have an experience, 

projecting their versions, touching our hearts, 

to open minds, with heightened awareness. 

While advancements of the science, 

enlighten us with quantum mechanics,

with experimentation on various theories,

establishing, the fundamentals of life. 

Still, the answers are vague, uncertain, 

where this mystery had only deepened,

exploring ideas on matters and energy,

which are both perpetual & ephemeral. 

And I wonder, could we ever comprehend, 

when our thoughts, are very much limited,

in the dimensions, of human perceptions,

to find resonance, with vibrations of cosmos... 

Interpreting it in scientific theories,

or something metaphysical!

It's a good thing, to not think

It's a good thing, to not think,

just observe silently, subtly notice,

being unconcerned or worried,

of events, or the happenings. 

Thoughts... 

They sprout constantly,

like bubbles, in our mind,

and keeps us occupied, 

from morning to evenings. 

It would have started,

even before we wake up,

in the dreams of nights,

where it analyzes or fantasize. 

Sometimes we do wonder,

if it could ever turn off,

these persistent noises,

occupying our conscious time. 

Still, there are moments,

we could feel the stillness,

when our mind becomes,

empty like blank canvas. 

We panic, losing an inner voice,

unaware, of blessings in disguise, 

for, in that pause, we are free,

to receive life, unfiltered glee. 

And we realize...

It's a good thing, to not think!

I wondered, eating fruits

I wondered, eating fruits,

how effectively we have used,

even exploited plant's strategies, 

to fulfill our personal needs. 

For, these fruits, seem foolish,

with ample flesh, minimal seeds,

missing the purpose, in the deed,

for the propagation, of their species. 

We know process, and its benefits, 

using wildlifes, further their interests, 

attracting pollination, and animal feeds,

rewarding nutrients, for dispersing seeds. 

Still, us human, took advantages, 

using variations, promoting infertility, 

like polyploidy and parthenocarpy,

in selective breeding & genetic engineering. 

And, it comes with negative consequences, 

reducing genetic diversity, furthering dependence,

becoming vulnerable to pests and diseases,

risking their survival, for our conveniences. 

A heart awaits

Wrapped within a cloak of dispassion,

a heart awaits, to feel the sensations, 

thawing the freeze, heating surface,

with gentle touch, and tender caress. 

A yearning soul, being confined,

away from reach, of warm sunshine,

opening windows, peaking outside,

dreaming to soar, over the skies. 

Yet, the memories, comes to bite,

of irrational fears, shutting people out,

building walls, locking the doors,

anxious thoughts, controlling the mind. 

For, experiences weren't pleasurable, 

most attempts, leading to failures,

disheartened, being wary of demands,

fearing the loss, of something precious. 

So, now it remains, away from stage,

with wishful thinking, & lingering ache,

listening to winds, carrying the message,

hoping for miracles, of seasons change. 

Till then... A heart awaits!

Empty lies

Falsehoods, that deceived our eyes,

with conviction, they never shied, 

breaking trusts, no doubts arise,

when they circulate, empty lies... 

For, it lacked substance,

while having no real basis,

misleading ones who listen,

without scrutiny, or investigations. 

Fueled by an evil mind,

promoted by a corrupt design,

where innocents were exploited, 

taking advantage of their meekness. 

Yet, a wise person can ascertain, 

being sensible, not to fell victim,

reprimanded for the faulty actions,

stopping spark, before turning fire. 

But, when people turn a blind eyes,

even profiting, by becoming allies,

silencing truth, muffling its cries,

we bolster, these hollow voices. 

Empty lies... 

It's a path, that would divide,

where honesty, aren't prized,

with betrayals, would compromise, 

shattering hopes, for individual pride!

Losing hope

There's light, at end of the tunnel,

What if, it becomes an endless channel,

Would you keep walking, or change directions,

blaming the path, or find solutions? 

It's a choice, you have to make,

bear the outcome, even if it breaks,

your heart, into a thousand pieces,

by following instincts, your inner voice. 

Life is hard, it demands sacrifices,

so never regret, missed opportunities, 

since you pondered, deliberated options,

arrived at answers, without influences. 

Still, keep an open mind,

not let emotions, go overdrive,

when you reflect, feeling the ache,

craving presence, of desired success. 

For, it can be the signs,

renew effort, for another try,

finding new routes, at better time,

achieving goals, reach the sky... 

For, there's always, a second chance!!

Children mischiefs

Children mischiefs, they are sweet,

making us smiles, a lovely treat

the innocent acts, capricious feet,

being impulsive, with their curiosity. 

Trying to grab, feel the things,

mouth them, or had a pinch,

experience with their senses, 

learning about their surroundings. 

Still, they need monitoring, 

keep from away, from dangers,

encourage acts, with surveillance, 

as they gain skills & confidence. 

Yet, we sometimes forget,

teaching them manners & respect,

creating boundaries, in interactions, 

with the persons or natural world. 

For, they don’t understand the gravity,

of harm committed, under their capacity,

to lesser lives, weak & fragile,

being vulnerable, to their playfulness. 

Children mischiefs... 

Let them remain sweet,

and not become misbehavior, 

turning into something evil,

for us, or the environment. 

Give credit, where it's due

Give credit, where it's due,

have space, for other's view,

an open communication guides,

when we need sincere review. 

For, it's not in the domination,

wisdom lies in the reflections,

between minds, having conversations, 

not our pride, making opinions. 

Children quarrel over belongings, 

adult are responsible, allow sharing, 

there's imperfections & shortcomings, 

but amicable solutions, are receptive. 

Unless, you have vested intentions, 

stopping from making concessions, 

playing game, of holding possession, 

having control, over the narrations. 

But remember, it has consequence, 

there's a limit, in faking confidence, 

your actions, have grave repercussions, 

depending on your power and positions! 

So, give credit, where it's due,

if your purpose, are genuine,

with goodwill, for your surrounding, 

nurture respect, empathy and compassion. 

Do we hear them snap

Do we hear them snap,

Crack,

cRack,

  crAck,

    craCk,

      cracK,

formed in social fabrics,

as relationships crashed...

Slowly, steadily, falling apart,

as each day, we would depart,

from values, which we inherited, 

once treasured, in our hearts! 

Did we let fissures develop,

with gloom, slowly envelop,

affecting economy, and relations,

making it difficult, maintain status quos...

And it hampers, future prospects,

facing extortion, in every aspect,

putting pressures in our lives,

mentally, socially, financially...

Till we surrender or escape! 

Can we hear, the bubbling rage,

Drop,

dRop,

   drOp,

     droP,

ready to burst open,

like an incoming storm,

taking away the stability,

a false sense of control...

Random incidents having pattern,

flowing towards specific direction,

breaking rules and regulations, 

bringing chaos, destroying harmony. 

Could we see the signs,

of moral, and ethical decline,

out of greed, hatred, lust or pride,

desperations, thinning the line...

For, we witness, a rise in crimes,

people disillusioned, with their lives,

humanity suffers, slowly resigns,

as we rebel, against nature's design!

Insurance

Insurance... 

It's a safety net,

that help us prevent,

any untoward events, 

leading us into despair. 

For, life is uncertain, 

a journey of twists and turns,

we have to weather the storms,

facing hardships, difficult challenges. 

So, we seek protection, 

investing in precautions, 

mitigating risks and concerns,

safeguarding personal interests. 

And it gives us assurance,

from small price, paid in advance, 

instilling confidence, we could embark,

in life's journey, with peace in heart. 

Insurance... 

It's a wonderful concept,

if the terms were transparent, 

letting us contribute our share,

without any guilt or regrets. 

Of providing assistance,

rather than debts!

Dear Lord Ganesha

Dear Lord Ganesha, 

welcome to our hearts,

in our homes, schools, professions, 

as we chant in prayers, your glory,

and wish, for divine blessings. 

Buddhi and Siddhi, your consort,

signify the gifts, as devotees forte,

invoking your name, and lessons,

gaining the clarity, with wisdom.

Dear Lord Ganesha,

beloved child of Shiva-Parvati,

first among people & deities, 

please keep your kind gaze,

among us ignorant & inexperienced. 

Vighnaharta, remover of obstacles, 

illuminate our lives with knowledge, 

as we adopt virtues and qualities, 

for attaining successes & prosperity.

Dear Lord Ganesha,

we celebrate your arrival,

with offerings of our devotions,

as fruits, sweets and flowers,

and favorites, Modak & Laddoo.

Let there be joy and smiles,

and teachings, inspiring intelligence, 

we worship, books, pen & workspace,

as embodiment of your presence. 

I have collections, my dear...

I have collections, my dear...

Being made, specially for you,

accumulated over the time, 

from the dreams, I pursued. 

In the phases, of my life,

I brought, following a drive, 

with enthusiasm, and delights,

waiting for a chance to invite. 

I have collections, my dear...

Hidden from the peering eyes,

containing wishes of my hearts,

to share interests, things I love. 

Some forgotten, faded from memories,

others too close, becoming part of me,

seeking an understanding and support, 

from the one, I truly feel connected. 

I have collections, my dear...

Made sacrifices, hold them near,

still, I am concerned, and I fear,

facing rejections, falling in despair... 

When my efforts, were ignored, 

I might suffer, from disappointments, 

losing the very spark, that excites,

when I gathered, for future time.

From my window

From my window,

I watched outside, 

looking at them play,

with broad smile,

So, I let out a sigh... 

Look at them go,

jumping over the road,

playing games on whims,

or holding hands on sides,

enjoying the season's rise... 

The streets are lively,

and food looks delicious, 

those clothes are gorgeous,

oh, some going for adventures, 

travelling to wonderful places... 

They seem so fortunate,

to attain things I desired,

being brave, taking those risks,

experiencing the highs of adrenaline,

without fears, breaking their will! 

From the windows, 

I would watch outside,

grooming self, with a pride,

feeling secure and comfortable, 

in this cage, I built inside... 

And I wondered what I am yearning ?

Economics of relations

Understand the economics,

of relations we have carved,

to be mindful of our ways,

and not fall into the traps,

letting our bond, falling apart! 

For every mistake we make,

all the anger, discontent bred,

spewing poison through throats,

building hatred, in our thoughts,

for the feeling, of being vindicated. 

It might have been justified,

having evidences of the lapses,

while frustrations keeps building,

for, their actions are incorrigible, 

failing to reform, or repent. 

Yet, we might not realize,

they're too small of a price,

to be paid, for the stability,

and peace, of their mind,

for a happy, & healthy relationship. 

So, understand the economics,

have discussions, convey our sides,

but never disrespect, or abuse,

in the promotion, of our cause,

forming fissures, in cordial relations! 

And, we should ask ourselves...

Could we afford that price?

Don't show me dreams

Don't show me dreams,

I have muffled the screams,

of once soaring ambitions,

to reach heights of creation. 

I have relinquished the claim,

on the glittery world of fame,

for, I seek deeper connections,

away from the routine interactions. 

Forgive me, I might be passive,

never too eager, for being decisive,

it would frustrate, sway intentions, 

discouraging efforts, becoming disillusioned. 

I get stubborn, overthinking situations,

just a cynic, wearing the realist mask,

yet, there's truth, even in my denials,

seeking the path, of things eternal. 

Don't show me the dreams,

if you aren't committed fully,

after deliberating, pros & cons,

convincing, with your reasons. 

And, I will surrender,

conquered by your assurance,

opening doors of my heart,

allowing the bliss....

Of dreaming again!

Choose your elixir

Pick your poison, they say,

forcing us with difficult choices,

and we comply, ready to abide,

caught between rock & a hard place... 

For, we have missed the boat,

there's nothing left to salvage,

having to go through the motions,

after being boxed into a corner. 

But, I would like to defer,

let these challenges not deter,

as they are blessings in disguise, 

if we could weather the storm. 

Know which way, the wind blows,

and get the show, on the roads,

keep trying, come rain or shines, 

every cloud, has a silver lining. 

So, choose your elixir... 

Put your best foot forward,

and rise, to the occasion, 

to pass with flying colors,

then, sky is the limit!

Nature is resilient

Nature is resilient,

thriving in challenging places,

if they remain untouched,

from human interferences... 

In the deepest of oceans,

to tallest of the mountains,

and extremes of the temperatures,

won't deter their presence. 

We have seen many examples,

in lands remote, being abandoned, 

where vegetations take over,

building their ecosystems. 

Even in the site of disasters,

atmosphere poisoned with chemicals, 

being contaminated with radiations,

killing everyone within the radius. 

Still, species have rebounded,

surviving sickness and mutations,

having developed genetic adaptations, 

evolving through natural selections. 

For, nature is resilient, 

waiting for conductive environment,

where impact of humanity is minimal,

letting biodiversity flourish, for generations. 

An empty chair

An empty chair... 

It still remembers, 

holding your reflections, 

there's voice, in the silence, 

it's not just unconscious projections,

but a deeper connection... 

It speaks of bygone days,

filled with colorful moments, 

spending time in your company, 

listening to countless stories, 

from your treasured collections. 

They say, that spirit dwells,

in such places, and objects,

when there's love so deep,

making our bond transcends, 

the boundaries of realities. 

It might be wishful thinking,

stemmed out of our longings, 

still recovering from the loss,

finding solace, reminiscing close,

tracing fragments of your soul. 

An empty chair... 

It might be few notes,

fading whispers of our world, 

that resonates, and still echoes, 

in chambers, of our heart,

finding your presence...

Even in the absence!

Feeling good

Most of us crave,

streams of positive waves,

flowing through our body,

giving us required energy,

to stay motivated. 

Feeling good... 

What does it need,

to sustain this feeling,

radiating the liveliness, 

promoting our wellbeing? 

For, it's subjective,

some seek it in pleasures,

others, in peace & contentment, 

nurturing gratitude towards life,

and optimism, for our future. 

Feeling good... 

It's a play of neurotransmitters, 

Dopamine, released with the rewards,

Serotonin, regulating mood & sleep,

And Endorphin, with its euphorias. 

While some hormone, like oxytocin,

playing role in our social bondings,

a complex interplay of chemicals,

together influences our emotions! 

Feeling good... 

We can choose our ways,

by caring physical & mental health,

with love & support of our families, 

we could engage in activities,

for emotional regulations. 

To finally achieve...

A state of bliss, feeling good!

Hospitality

A friendly act, welcoming guests,

known ones, to occasional visitors, 

with a smile, offering assistance, 

providing them, a comforting place...

Where hearts felt, warmth of care,

in the embrace, of earnest shares,

creating cozy space, a comfy seat,

with feast served, a delicious treat. 

Hospitality... 

A virtue, that is preferred, 

genuine smile, and kind words,

paying attention, to the needs,

making atmosphere, cordial indeed.

With helping hands, listening ears,

dispelling doubts, calming fears,

we would form, a bond of trust,

in these moments of peace... 

So, let us learn, this noble art,

practice in home, & community space,

creating goodwill, with positive interactions, 

helping us foster, stronger relations...

In hospitality's grace!

Plink

A dripping sound,

falling from the tap,

becomes too annoying, 

it makes us snap.

And we try,

to close our eyes,

plugging the ears,

blocking the noise... 

Yet, its vibrations,

with irregular rhythms,

causing disruptions, 

to our concentration.

And attention strays,

swaying toward noise,

each drop, lowering thresholds, 

forcing us, into frustrations... 

Plink... 

This obnoxious sound,

might not be the culprit,

rather a reminder to problems,

that needed to be fixed.

Is it the tap, that leaks,

or our brain, being weak,

falling victim to the situation,

losing the sleep, in isolation... 

While others don't mind!

In the heart, where dreams grew

In the heart, where dreams grew,

losing its light, when realities threw,

the setbacks, in unending spirals, 

from which, difficult to recover. 

Losing shine, fading in the backgrounds, 

discouraged, to raise fighting spirit,

for, each step, faces many challenges, 

an inner turmoil, taking its toll. 

Determination wavers, interest changes,

failing in devotion and my commitment, 

there's no light, in the end of tunnel,

or I might have lost my patience. 

Tired, too weary of the struggles, 

slowly becoming an object of ridicule,

was it a vain attempt, out of pride,

neglecting sensibilities, without reason? 

And world moves on, too indifferent, 

soul aches, for gentle encouragement, 

an appreciation of effort, in the direction,

yet, leaving me stranded & abandoned. 

In the hearts, where dreams grew,

hope vanished, now shadows looms,

being disillusioned, of colorful world,

breaking away...from promised future!

Beyond the diseases

Everyone wants a healthy life,

devoid of defects, or diseases, 

without the stress and worries, 

of taking care of an ailing body. 

For, it put us difficult situations, 

not enjoying various pleasures,

burdened by the responsibility, 

or fear, of worsening symptoms. 

Personal care or nursing families, 

relations suffers from these maladies,

affecting our emotional well-being,

spilling over to the social gatherings. 

Most sicknesses are self limiting, 

yet, chronic illnesses are debilitating, 

sprouting fear and apprehensions, 

causing sadness and depressions. 

We may face various constraints, 

frustrations arises from limitations, 

gradually stealing peace of mind,

as we withdraw, living in isolation. 

Even minor injuries leaves scar,

impacting heavily on self-image, 

while disruptions of traditional roles,

lowers our confidence & self-esteem. 

So, there's more, than individual loss,

that one deals, in the path of healing,

with anger, guilt, & shame of affliction,

consumes us and our surroundings.

Set up your pace

Set up your pace,

leaving behind the trace,

and drive cautiously,

In this journey, of your life... 

There's no rush,

haste may incur loss,

lie low, if you are slow,

allowing you, to up the tempo...

With experiences. 

Set up your pace,

if you have the choice,

go past, if you are fast,

when you detest, being the last... 

There are steps to follow,

develop skills, you can borrow,

with control over the physical,

be it body or the vehicle...

Navigating through challenges. 

Set up your pace,

keep growing or reset,

let no fear, cripple your thoughts,

or any impulses, blind your eyes... 

For, when you go out,

be respectful and proud!

Bharatvarsha...

Bharatvarsha...

From the south of the Himalayas,

To the north of Indian Ocean,

We were one in hearts,

A beacon to civilizations, 

From east to the west,

being heaven, on the Earth.

Yet, we lost our way,

with domestic turmoils,

and outside invasions,

steering away from path,

both dharma and karma,

being questioned with impunity.

Bharatvarsha...

Facing the exaggerations, 

of favors and abomination,

still, the memories remain,

as soul retains its essence, 

even with constant onslaught,

standing on the foundations...

Of sacrifices!

Bharatvarsha... 

May the cultural heritage reside,

in the minds, becoming globalized, 

as we take these moments of liberty, 

bestowed upon us through generations, 

in blood, in sweats, in prayers, in devotions,

and we have entered, the modern age!

Happy Independence Day 2025

Our perspectives do change

Our perceptions do change,

with the situations we faced,

as our feelings are influenced,

from the realities of our lives 

Festivals and celebrations,

do bring families together,

yet, many among us avoid,

overwhelmed by the gatherings. 

It's becoming a common thing,

people abstaining from meetings,

out of pride or underlying shame,

give reasons, for such behaviors. 

Once we become accomplished, 

being open, confident personality, 

it might not been our problems,

stopping us from enjoy functions. 

Yet, some retain innocent drive,

propelling their curious minds,

expressing with sincere smiles,

unfazed by prevalent conditions. 

Still, our perceptions do change, 

it's part & parcel of our growth,

with expectations & responsibilities, 

interfering with our abilities... 

To appreciate special events. 

Hot springs

When the weather is cold,

my heart wanted to soak in,

immersing in warm water, 

filling bathtub up to the brim... 

And I wonder... 

How great it would be,

plunging in natural reservoirs,

that uses forces of geothermal heat,

warming rock, and water underneath. 

Hot springs... 

Since ancient times,

are blessings to humankind,

being spread across the globe,

creating artificial bath houses,

building hotels surrounding,

to channel the streams,

for the use, of our living. 

From Iceland in the West,

To Onsen of Japan's East,

they were revered for ages,

being celebrated for properties, 

of improving health & wellbeing,

for, they come, with benefits. 

Improving circulation, to pain relief,

skin rejuvenation, to treating disease,

boosting immunity, to stress decrease, 

improving mood, providing better sleep,

there's so much, we could receive,

yet, relaxation, is what most seek! 

Hot springs...

One day I might try,

till then, let me use geyser,

heating up tape water,

filling up this bucket....

For the time being!

Love in twilight

Holding hands, heart take flight,

walking together, side by side,

the background fades, from sight,

as love blossoms, in the twilight... 

Golden hues paint the evening sky,

our shadows dance, when day dies,

the sun dips low, with soothing light,

warming up thoughts, for lover's highs... 

A gentle breeze flows, time pass by,

as your beauty, captures my eyes,

pull gets stronger, more we tried,

desire whispers, no longer denied... 

Skin brushes, time stands still,

emotions burn, heat up our breath,

lost in moments, lip gets closer,

joining together, for a tender kiss... 

Stars twinkles, as moon shines,

bathing our souls, in graceful light,

revealing sentiments, from deep within,

conveying promises, when we hold tight... 

As love blossoms, in the twilight!

Those were the days

Those were the days,

being carefree, of world's ways,

every moment between breath, 

where delightful, bringing joy,

in the hearts, it let us stay...

True to ourselves! 

In the grounds, playing catch,

running around, hiding inside, 

holding stick, using it as sword,

searching for places, for treasures,

climbing trees, stealing fruits,

doing mistakes, without regrets! 

In mischiefs, there was innocence,

with curious mind, sweet presence,

being welcomed, given some snacks,

small inquiries, and a lot of rewards,

smiling, giggling, laughing it out,

planning events, parties with friends! 

Our emotions were raw, 

tear never shied to flow,

dreams fresh, aspirations new,

our needs met, desires were low,

yet, every day was fulfilling,

our life, so much appealing. 

Those were the days,

so, when did it change...

Was it facing the realities,

or expanding our range,

for freedom, duties, & wants,

we forgot, true to be ourselves!

The cherished bite

Was it sweet or savory,

my memories are hazy,

difficult to maintain composure, 

as I held these last morsels,

rummaged through the site,

having stored for refrigeration, 

till it reached, date of expiration, 

and I waver, reluctant to lose,

a flavor cherished, forever gone,

with the demise of the owner,

selling masterpiece in his shop,

and I rue, being forced to choose,

partaking this last piece,

when recipe is lost... 

The aromas enter my nose,

tingling my senses, desire arouse, 

with swift action, mouth was closed,

tongue explored, biting my lips,

each flavor sharp & distinct, 

tantalizing my taste buds,

sweet, salty, sour & bitter,

mysterious spices bring umami flavors,

Ah, I remembered, memories flood... 

Yet, at that moment, it dissolves,

assimilating into my body!

I wished to give you a home

I wished to give you a home,

with a garden and a roof,

where we bask in sunshine,

while savoring the perfumes,

permeating in the surroundings. 

And we could spend days,

in the comfort, of our space,

indulging in various interests, 

while stealing occasional gazes

exploring the journey together. 

I wished to give you a home,

with a peaceful neighborhood, 

where markets are nearby,

for small walks, if we tried,

bringing joy in our hearts. 

And outings were leisurely, 

with spices of some luxuries,

yet, we valued those moments,

when we created loving memories,

in the company, of each other. 

I wished to give you a home,

but the realities were unforgiving, 

we have to make compromises,

which you just couldn’t accept,

leading to failures, we disconnect. 

And I lament....

If only, we had an understanding!

Cheating

Why do one cheat,

and then wail in defeat,

when promises being broken,

as their bonds were shaken?

And, they lose the sight, 

with secrets and the fights,

straying away from their vision,

as others plead, for the reasons... 

Is it, the power they yield,

of positions, wealth accumulated,

or opportunities that arrived,

when they strive, for freedom?

So, they use their chances, 

without fear, of consequences, 

and indulge it, for casual flings,

that shattered someone's beliefs... 

Then there's force or coercion,

that sways someone's intentions,

or unfulfilled needs or desires,

that was waiting, to be exploited.

And disappointments crosses limits,

some stimulants may sway spirits,

as they keep making mistakes,

that pushed them into disgrace...

Of cheating!

In these walls

In these walls, lies stories,

filled with colors, of memories, 

left behind, in the fading paints,

facing the brunt, with passing time... 

Peeling surfaces, of chipped veneer, 

reveals layers, from wear and tear,

each crack, carrying the weights,

moments lived, those forgotten days. 

In these protrusions of walls,

being flattened, year after year,

yet it sprouts, with seasons change,

absorbing moisture, under the skin. 

Crumbling plasters, falling of edge,

being molded into a natural stage,

bearing imprints of changing realities,

needing attention and some renovation. 

In these walls, lies stories,

left untouched, without worries,

thus they retain, relics of past,

a gentle reminder, of things we lost... 

Yet, in these walls, a beauty we find,

a testament of life, etched in our mind!

Wildcats

Looking sweet & innocent,

they capture our hearts,

and, it's mischiefs & antics,

have our curiosity sparked... 

Tiptoed they walk softly,

cautiously putting the steps,

as their nose would quiver,

to surrounding scents. 

We find them endearing,

yet, they are a killing machine,

looking so weak & fragile,

they are the apex predator. 

Jumping on rock and stones,

they would climb with ease, 

treading on the treacherous path,

without faltering in imbalance. 

Too sensitive were their receptors, 

in their touch, hearing and vision,

every movement is divine gift, 

from which, no prey could escape. 

Yet, we could only sigh,

when viewing them from afar,

these beasts are a real menace, 

in their habitat, they have dominance. 

Wildcats...

Small enough to fit in palms,

but be careful, of bites & claws,

they were feral, not domesticated,

still, we may never learn.

A house is made

A house is made,

from the hairs they shed,

in an act of grooming,

we witness symbiosis at play...

The deer stands still,

waiting for the refills,

as jackdaw would pluck,

snippets from the tufts. 

And I marvel, these insights,

to be empathetic, to other's plight,

creating boundaries, in interactions, 

allowing this contract, to function.

For, us human, don't even trust,

word spoken, promises made,

yet, in wild, they never cross, 

even in matters, of life & death. 

So, a house is made,

from that faith, an invisible oath,

where participants, know the role,

to build a unique ecosystem.

That flows, in nature's fold,

much to our amusement,

yet, it leaves behind a question...

Are we following, the true course?

Outbursts

You keep testing my patience, 

getting on nerves, your arrogance, 

pushing limits of my tolerance, 

even when I practice forbearance. 

Some may blame, being short fuse,

I am overreacting, having a screw loose,

yet, they don’t see the struggles faced,

forcing an option, difficult to choose. 

For, I avoid, getting into situations, 

being wary, of any confrontations, 

trying to live, maintain the peace,

while strengthening my foundations. 

Yet, you invade, my personal space,

you action brings, pain & distress,

ignoring warnings, or my protests,

making me feel, weak & powerless. 

Outbursts... 

An anomaly, not a disorder, 

being pushed into a corner,

frustrations finds opening sudden,

a violent expression, of my emotions. 

Thus, I shouted, with fury,

an ugly display, of my worries,

though I don't regret, won't be sorry,

even if it harms, my pride & dignity... 

For, sometimes, 

that's the only option!

Too casual, we become

Too casual, we become,

being assured of our conditions,

indulge in the pleasures many,

taking risks, without precautions... 

Yet, it's the leeway, that costs,

before we realize, we are lost,

missing pieces, of cherished life,

as our time, is being stopped... 

Too casual, we become,

ignoring warnings, we succumb, 

pushed into cycles of injuries, 

without an escape, from the dump. 

And we lament, as we regret,

our arrogance, mistakes committed,

praying to heal, from the damages,

turn back clock, so we prevent... 

Disturbances to the flow,

letting homeostasis grow,

our body in healthy spirits, 

without concerns or worries...

Of diseases!

Dear Earth,

Dear Earth, 

I hope you are doing good,

it's been long, we have spoken,

but do understand, I do care,

for the things, taken for granted. 

I ask for your forgiveness, 

for many of grave choices,

mistakes from the past,

that I have committed. 

I am responsible for extinction,

of the species, your cherished children, 

from acid rains, to falling asteroids, 

changing chemicals, in the atmosphere. 

But do realize, I was forced,

there are things, beyond my control,

even abetted by your subordinates, 

be it your gravity, or volcanic eruptions. 

Even now, I feel betrayed, 

for, your children, are on rampage,

tainting each corners, they never faze,

debris & pollutants, in sacred space. 

It took millennia, for us to create,

a vibrant world, when we communicate, 

day and night, as seasons changed,

creating weather, with invisible threads. 

And I recognize, you are exploited,

but I am helpless, when climate failed,

making you vulnerable, as you break,

from drought, flood, cyclones & heatwave. 

So, my dear Earth, I want to convey,

being a well-wisher, I always prayed,

may you heal, grow and prosper, 

and we remain close, walking together... 

And for humans, 

let good sense prevail,

and return to those times,

when they revered...

Both earth and the sky! 

Sincerely yours, Sky.

Your admirer

I wish... I could sing,

make your heart ring,

to the passion burning,

conveyed through the strings...

That I am your fervent admirer! 

Yet, my nervous voice break,

missing notes, as it shakes,

word fails, I get wreaked,

when I tried to communicate...

For, I am too tired. 

I wish... I could dance,

if you give me a chance, 

sign of blooming romance, 

put me in a trance...

And take me higher. 

Yet, it was just a game,

too shallow, was your frame,

treating me with pity & shame,

I was myself to be blamed...

To follow my desires. 

I wish... I could paint,

truth of realities hidden,

but I was guilty, had regrets,

for, I too was no saint...

So I remained, your admirer. 

Peaceful world

We find our comfort,

in moments of quietude, 

as harmony of our nature,

enriches our solitude.

And I wonder,

what does it mean,

to live, in a peaceful world... 

Things that calms our mind,

with gentle hold, embrace our kinds,

in filtered rays, of morning shine,

or soft gleam, from moonlit sky.

The serene views, of pristine lakes

dazzling sights, of snow clad mountains,

the streams of water, flowing to seas,

and picturesque landscape in the sides. 

Even inside our homes, we feel safe,

like a child, seeking mother's warmth,

giving cuddles to pets, or plushes,

or melting in arms, of loving family.

Threshold changes, with every being,

for soldiers, it's absence of conflicts,

while others, equality & social justice,

many more, surrendering to spirituality. 

So, it's too vast a concept,

and we strive, keep it sustained,

seeking balance, tranquility of life,

in the harmony of existence...

We find a peaceful world!

Double take

Don't let yourself break,

there's too much at stake,

not falter, arise & awake,

putting a milder brake...

And do a double take! 

You were down, miserable,

feeling unworthy, of the label,

seen too much, being disabled, 

but now it's your chance...

To turn the table! 

For, giving up, not an answer,

carry your fate, be the dancer,

regardless of finding love or hate,

for your dreams, never forsake...

And do a double take! 

So, take control, of your life,

there's nothing, worth the hype, 

deficiencies will be exploited,

pushing you down the gorge...

Of spiraling negativity! 

And competition is so tough,

while winners taking it all,

in this dog-eat-dog world,

leaving you nothing but scraps...

If you don't take actions! 

So, take a pause, and reflect,

for a moment of double take.

Disruptor

A disruptor arrives,

challenging status quos,

bringing sudden changes,

in the gradual flow... 

The natural history,

had seen upheavals, 

yet, had given space, 

for many evolutions... 

Volcanoes erupted, river dried,

even asteroids, burn the ground,

from boiling seas, to frozen lands,

life had seen, many aftermaths. 

Yet, some pockets were spared, 

for new sparks to kindle fire,

as species emerge, from the ashes,

creating diverse ecosystems & habitats. 

Still, the balance was maintained,

changing shape, sizes and regions, 

branching out from the sources,

to spread through the geography. 

Billions of years passed, 

never have they encountered, 

such a massive destruction,

that haven't spared any realms. 

For, a disruptor arrives,

and subdue every life form, 

dominating the very essence, 

that sustained planet's existence... 

Slowly pushing others into extinction!

Colors

We do love colors,

without it, life gets duller,

bringing joy and happiness,

stirring emotions, ease loneliness, 

for, in every spectrum lies...

Something new, to be discovered. 

Our retina carrying photo receptors, 

gathering lights through the cones,

containing pigments that absorb,

wavelengths, large, medium & small,

sending information, to our brain,

to paint world, in colorful image. 

We do love colors,

displaying grandeur on the rainbows, 

scattered sun ray from raindrops,

as they dispersed through refraction, 

into shorter blues to longer reds,

depending on angles, that is reflected. 

Getting enchanted by the vision,

we would wonder, of the reasons,

some reflecting selective spectrum,

while others, absorb wavelengths,

and together, they create the stage,

of spreading hues, through combinations. 

We do love colors,

yet, mystery still remains, 

of the diversities available, 

and how this concept begins,

leaving behind strong impact,

in the evolution, of the species!

Relationship is that place

Relationship is that place, 

we want to feel safe,

and not lose our peace, 

being mentally conflicted,

so, have we ever wondered...

Are we providing that space? 

Relationship is that place,

where we want to explore,

very depth of our emotions,

sharing vulnerabilities with ones,

we have trusted to become,

partners for a lifetime. 

Relationship is that place,

we want to share interests,

seeking an understanding, 

creating pleasurable moments,

that's saved in the memories, 

for our future reference. 

Relationship is that place,

we embark in our voyage,

finding strength in company,

providing us the courage,

sailing through the storms,

by facing life's challenges. 

So, treasure the bond more,

be more mindful of its values,

let garden of heart blossom,

in the changing seasons,

for, relationship is that place,

where you find...blissful days.

Don't give space, to antisocial elements

Don't give space, to antisocial elements

even for support, or power projections,

which may help, in short term basis,

but have repercussions, on the society. 

For, you are limited, in your sphere,

and, never imagined, fate of others,

who encounters, their devious sides,

bearing the brunt, for what you supplied. 

Don't give space, to antisocial elements,

you cannot finish, what you have started,

giving fodder, to their immoral conducts,

will give rise, to unstoppable monsters. 

For, every wildfire, begins with a spark,

encouraged by spirits, which have dried,

facing the drought, of proper regulations, 

forming the cracks, with weak foundations. 

Don't give support, to antisocial elements,

if you want, growth & development, 

building trust, with a sense of security,

is the basis, for an ideal society. 

Our mindset matters

Our mindset matters,

when dealing with others,

to face them at our will,

or be scared, to bother. 

It's that mental state,

making us seek rewards,

unless we don't feel deserved,

and get rid, of what we earned. 

Our respect and possessions, 

then influences our impressions,

yet, getting gradually destroyed, 

if standing on weak foundations. 

A lot many growths were stalled,

when not carrying the ambitions,

unprepared, mentally subservient,

following the voices of weaklings. 

Then again, we can be content,

wise ones, prefer to restrain,

from desires, to rush for the goals,

when materialism, is driver of growth. 

Still, they ascend, reach the heights, 

being admired, held in high esteem,

even without a speck of fortunes seen,

they were honored, shown reverence... 

For, our mindset matters!

We pay the bills

We pay the bills...

Doing jobs for living,

neither feel the joy within,

nor aspire for things more,

being stationed in our localities. 

So we accelerate, the journey inside,

in bundles, where dopamine resides,

pleasures of games, shows, & addiction,

let us have experiences, missing in life. 

We pay the bills...

For necessities of our lives,

and it becomes primary drive,

with dreams of possessions, 

killing many other possibilities. 

For, we fear, have apprehensions, 

the scare, of losing in competition, 

if we have no securities, as back up,

losing the plot, being left abandoned. 

We pay the bills...

Yet, we were trapped in routines,

finding ways, balance in between,

fulfilling wishes, along with duties,

while contributing to the society. 

Since, our brain need satisfaction, 

of accomplishment, in our efforts,

that we miss, in wasteful activities,

rather than invest, in our productivity. 

For, our accomplishments motivates,

through progression in our careers,

delving in passion or interests,

along with the awareness that....

We pay the bills.

Clouds

Soft, cottony, floating in the air,

changing colors, whenever I stare,

signalling changes in the weather,

in sunny rays, and falling raindrops. 

Like an umbrella, they protect all,

from harsh heat, which may fall,

in the summer's harsh brightness, 

and quenching thirst, of parched earth. 

Yet, for me, it's a dreamy show,

watch them drifting, standing below,

superimposing images in the canvas,

inspiring me, unfurling imagination. 

There were days, my thoughts stray,

wishing to capture, store them away,

like a marshmallow, I want to squish, 

holding them tight, to feel the fluff. 

Yet, I know, they are delicate & fragile,

like an enveloping fog, barely visible,

just some wetness, that touches skin,

being droplets, from condensed vapors. 

Still, let me keep these moments alive,

these curiosities of an innocent mind,

seeking magic, in the clear sky...

Watching these amazing clouds!

Stories of strength

There are stories, being erased,

from the chronicles, sharing tales,

many contributions were lost,

of the pioneers, in female genders. 

We have highlighted the sufferings, 

yet, seldom celebrate achievements, 

strongly impacting those times,

through their invaluable contributions. 

They were no rebels, yet passionate,

daring to dream, investing in subjects, 

challenges deter, still building courage,

to attain success, through perseverance. 

Society was rigid, in ancient times,

having preconceived notions on life,

most people resigned, few could shine,

while women, surrendering the rights. 

Still, they rise, reach the heights, 

when families supported their fights,

of going beyond social obligations, 

pursuing their goals, having freedoms. 

Becoming leaders, teachers, innovators, 

leaving a mark, in history chapters,

for some, they were passing names,

while others, inspiring role models. 

So, let's honor those great souls,

who have changed world's course,

igniting our spirits, dispelling fears,

and look beyond, our present situations. 

They were the beacons...

For us all!

Vegetables

They have been an integral part,

giving varieties to kitchen carts,

flowers, fruits, leaves and roots,

fulfilling hunger with edible plants. 

They are our healthy delights,

green or red, a colorful sight,

enrich our plates, with nutriments,

letting their shine, make life bright. 

So, let's praise their contributions,

those families, being part of our cooking,

Brassicaceae, Cucurbitaceae, Fabaceae, Solanaceae,

Along with many more family trees. 

They take care of essential nutrients, 

vitamins, minerals, fibers, antioxidants, 

some with protein, but low in calories, 

complementing our grain intakes. 

So, let us embrace, these nature's gifts,

from farm to table, utilized for our benefits, 

as salads, curries, other savory cuisines, 

catering to tastes, with our cooking....

And helping world, become sustainable!!

Get down off your high horse

 Get down off your high horse,

I will meet, in path of reasons,

where you speak of your thoughts,

and I would share my opinion... 

For, we have our convictions, 

that are ingrained though eons,

stopping us from opening windows,

to let inside, some fresh ideas. 

The world is a vast place, 

each one have their notions,

unaware of other's realities, 

we could easily make assumptions. 

And this forces us into conflict,

not accepting sincere invitations, 

where we reach an understanding, 

a path of healthy communication. 

So, get down off your high horses,

you might be a big fish in small pond,

there's an ocean of beliefs & perspectives, 

that are beyond your comprehension. 

Only when one could acknowledge, 

and let go of misplaced suspicions,

they would reach the starting point, 

towards a path of divine realization.

So long...

So long...

I have been waiting,

humming this song,

that keeps fading,

never to catch rhythm,

it's slowly breaking,

being suspended,

in the air. 

So long...

Wishing to retain,

making the chains,

adding tunes to lyrics,

that's forming in brain,

with new memories,

of sweet moments, 

yet, all in vain. 

So long...

Like a cuckoo's call,

for someone to follow,

adding voices & notes,

not let it swallowed,

by noises prevalent,

or void within. 

So long...

My weary soul,

still hopes to hold,

this dream of the one,

taking time to listen,

these silent whispers, 

adding her melodies, 

creating a symphony... 

The sweetest euphony,

Of my dreams!

Once bitten, twice shy

Once bitten, twice shy,

how could I believe, when you lie,

giving false hope, that crashes down,

before I even blink my eyes... 

Yet I followed, without questions, 

accompanied you, in your dreams,

suppressing my needs & desires,

I was deceived, by hollow schemes. 

Once bitten, twice shy,

I became wary, to even try,

open my heart, welcoming others,

share vulnerabilities, for a while. 

Now, I don't have expectations, 

in my stomach, get butterflies, 

putting dampers, with cold reasonings,

these tender feelings, I don't pry. 

Once bitten, twice shy,

now these sentiments have dried,

no more pleadings or discussions,

this would be, my final goodbye... 

Even if you smile, or do cry,

this is reality, you can't deny,

we always had the choices,

it's just our priorities...that decides!

Regrets

It's a complex emotion...

Maturing with our experiences, 

from simpler needs to difficult decisions, 

we provide space, for its development. 

Regrets... 

That arises, when we reflect,

on outcomes, from our choices,

that strays, led us astray, 

from our goals & destination. 

Some were inherited, from our birth,

others being forced, without options,

but most of us, change gradually, 

building new layers, over the conditions. 

So, we feel sad, have disappointments,

wishing to reverse, rectify the mistakes,

while the guilt, corrupting our thoughts, 

weakening the will, to face this world. 

Regrets... 

It's in basic human nature,

as we ponder, deliberate reasons,

being passionate, attached to the cause,

we become focused, on bettering options. 

Yet, it's a matter of perception, 

happiness lies in reconciliation,

when we acknowledge this feeling,

while practicing self-compassion. 

For, it's an opportunity to learn,

influences our future decisions,

still, we should live in the present,

letting go, of these ruminations... 

P.S.

If it envelops, with negative aura,

we should seek light, invoking hope...

Deep within, or from outside!

What the world truly lack

What the world truly lacks...

Is to be satisfied with their lives,

accepting things with the flow,

relying on instincts or desires,

but never on greed or ambitions. 

Don't get me wrong...

Aspirations were important, 

for us to rise, in our positions,

but wishes can only be granted,

by putting efforts, in right directions. 

Yet, we stray, make comparison,

finding ways, accumulate possessions, 

ignoring our realities, the duties assigned,

corrupting our thoughts & practices, 

to hasten perceived progression. 

When a society is led by power,

kindness and compassion suffers,

for, wrongdoings were rewarded,

while sacrifices being ignored,

setting a bad precedent to follow. 

Those who have found their way,

preach others, out of goodwill,

still it's futile, to ones struggling,

facing the brunt, being at the bottom,

striving to attain basic necessities. 

So, what world truly lacks,

is true contentment of heart,

experiencing deficiencies in lives,

being exposed to grand lifestyles,

creating endless cycles of hunger...

Winter's breath

A season's change, shivers creep, 

as hairs stands, in a chilling breeze,

while skin dried, when moisture leaves,

feeling the pulse, of winter's breath. 

The time of rest, that planet face,

in a world, cloaked in white glaze,

as night gets longer, shortening days,

we seek the comfort, of warm blankets. 

There were many, enjoying vacations,

in freezing lakes or snowy mountains,

for skating, sledding, or skiing outside, 

or enjoy the views, over hot coffees. ( or tea) 

Yet, the natural world tries the hardest,

birds migrate to the warmer climates,

trees shed leaves, plant enter dormancy,

animals hibernates, to conserve energy. 

For, everything, a part of cosmic blend, 

letting it transform, our way of living,

as the cold seeps, into the atmosphere, 

chilling the air, with winter's breath...

Unresolved issue

We tend to delay,

not seek any solutions, 

letting them grow larger,

creating problems in future,

breaking the balance we view,

if we don't want to address, 

the underlying reasons. 

Unresolved issues... 

Born out of disputes, 

where mind fights the heart,

opinions vary and clashed,

with different perspectives,

causing misunderstandings,

breaking down communications. 

And they hurt feelings,

brew anger & resentments, 

violating trust and respect,

giving rise to tensions,

as these disagreements,

damages our relationships. 

From individual to global,

we find its deep influences,

impacting the human psyche, 

fuelling emotional distress,

leading to instability & unrest... 

Unresolved issues...

They weigh us down,

unless we communicate,

find common grounds,

addressing them promptly, 

for living harmoniously!

Heart made of stone

If only, I had known,

the truth, you as a person, 

I would have trodden cautiously,

and not have deeply fallen,

surrendering my emotions... 

And I waited, with devotion, 

for a future of togetherness,

sharing vulnerable moments,

giving you my treasured trust,

only to be used & betrayed... 

You were in my thoughts,

evoking heart's desire,

sprouting tender affections, 

dreaming of a beautiful world,

with one, I truly admired... 

Yet, you chose to lie,

kept me guessing your intentions, 

only to learn much later,

you were never serious,

mocking my pleas, and distress. 

I was mistaken, so I atone,

choose to walk away, all alone,

no more rosy gardens, that entice,

yet stab back, poisoned spine,

for, your hearts, is made of stone...

When the dust settles

Play with your metals,

those explosives and vessels,

marching into the battlefields,

for the fames and the medals,

but remember, the consequences...

When the dust settles! 

The buildings were leveled, 

lives crushed in the rubbles,

hiding inside various shelters,

fearing the sirens & projectiles,

waiting to be rescued...

When the dust settles! 

The trees were uprooted,

grounds where blasted open,

destroying dwellings of species,

dependent on fragile ecosystems,

that are wailing in despair...

When the dust settles! 

Families were broken apart, 

leading to unspoken miseries, 

there's no dream or desires,

as basic needs were denied,

fighting for their daily survival.. 

When the dust settles! 

Humanity is lost in numbers,

environment gradually crumbles,

as the leaders, play this game,

of perceived failures & successes, 

in this world of geopolitics...

When the dust settles!