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.