When we snap

When disturbed, in our work,

being interrupted, dimming the spark, 

losing focus and making mistake,

something snaps, in our brain,

And we react sharply... 

The thresholds does vary,

from mental conditions, 

with underlying worries,

and established rapport,

make us endure, not sorry. 

For, we have boundaries, 

there are limited entries, 

those unwanted invasions,

into our personal journey,

are responded firmly. 

Yet, it's sign of immaturity, 

a sense of entitlement within,

when we ignore the responsibilities,

and preserve individual choices, 

letting others bear the burden. 

So, be mindful of your reactions,

find ways for cordial expressions, 

conveying disinterest, or concerns,

without irritations or annoyance, 

growing up with each interaction. 

Unmet needs...

Growing up, in our upbringings, 

there are conditions, shaping personality,

which were above education and peers,

something mundane, but essential, 

steering us to certain directions. 

Unmet needs... 

Not in extremes, but in fractions,

little by little, heap up in layers,

imprinted in subconscious mind, 

changing behaviors with time,

getting anchored, as fundamentals. 

Somewhere aspirations were suppressed, 

others don't receive affections of parents,

being ignored, criticized or abused,

forming unconventional view of world,

affecting opinions and relationships. 

Not many have the patience or zeal,

able to identify, understand and feel,

when they show signs, certain traits,

which were different, from natural state,

indicating some deeper conditioning. 

Unmet needs... 

They are adaptations, for their survival,

against unfair treatment, or environmental, 

wounds that were neglected for long,

when properly addressed, with guidance, 

they learn healthier ways...

Beyond coping mechanisms!

Cooking and forests

Have we ever wondered, 

how our cooking procedures, 

have impacted surroundings, 

putting pressure on forests, 

on trees and wildlifes?

It was a common practice,

people collected fuel wood,

causing death by thousand cuts,

becoming driver of forest degradation. 

As the population grew,

diversity drop, jungles thin out,

when rate of removal exceeded, 

sustainable yield of forest. (ability to regrow)

With advent of LPG,

promoted with government schemes, 

we developed environmental shields,

allowing forests to regenerate covers.

Yet, present global crisis,

bringing back old strategies, 

rural areas reverting to methods, 

of using stoves with firewood.

So, how can we mitigate the risks,

when other systems are unavailable, 

as induction cookers don't function, 

and coal can be temporary buffer...

Are we heading for another wave,

Of deforestation?

 

Dancing to the tune

Dancing to the tune,

a cycle of fortunes & misfortunes, 

being indebted for the directions, 

while rue the missed chances,

as if snatched away from hold. 

This journey, like riding elevator, 

climbing toward the rooftop, 

where fates act as pulley & levers,

lifting me steadily, to my goals. 

And, it's had grand spectacles,

breathtaking beauty, capturing attentions, 

still being anxious, enduring inner turmoils,

when the buttons, were malfunctioning. 

My heart awaits, in the anticipation, 

to reach my floor, for the sensations, 

getting the dues, with the preparations, 

but there are setbacks, causing separation. 

Dancing to the tunes,

my dreams, buried in sand dunes,

while gaze fixed, at distant oasis,

being a mirage, which disappears...

When I try to get closer!

It's about control

It's about control, 

that you desired,

not building relationship,

that we required... 

You have conditions, 

already set in your mind,

disregarding other's situations, 

to enrich your life. 

It's about control,

enforcing your rights,

while avoiding responsibility, 

by fabricating lies. 

Self-centered, you are blind,

of the concerns, their plights, 

where perceived struggles,

makes your actions justified. 

It's about control,

becoming your primal drive,

using various manipulations,

to subdue your type. 

And then wondered,

Why didn't it lasted...

I know it's virtual

"I know, it's virtual..."

"At least, there are no betrayals!" 

He spoke with passion,

conveying deeper intentions,

of protecting sensitive side,

in a world of increasing disturbance. 

For, feelings were not valued,

comes with various conditions, 

shortcomings being emphasized,

causing clashes of opinions. 

So, he withdrew, from meetings,

interactions that brought sufferings, 

some say, he was coward to escape,

for him, it's about avoiding conflicts. 

Still, heart yearned, seeking connections, 

someone who listens, understand emotions,

letting him experience, tender moments,

after facing, life's difficult situations. 

And he discovers, find refuge in channels,

flashing from screens, yet genuine communication, 

no judgment, demands or expectations, 

just companionship, away from social conventions.

Your words drip nectar

Your words drip nectar,

while carrying poison inside,

and I, fall into addiction,

losing reason, of my mind. 

The allure of your beauty,

draws hidden feelings inside,

each motion is enchanting,

grabbing attention of eyes. 

My bashful demeanor, 

weakened even further,

with each interaction, 

lowering guards of heart. 

And I, allow advancements, 

with desires, find enhancements, 

while letting passion ignite,

in those moments, we confide. 

Your words drip nectar, 

I wasn't wary of the dangers,

as your whispers incites,

stealing, peace of my mind. 

And I fall, due to indulgence, 

momentary lapse of my judgment, 

losing my treasured connections, 

as you corrupt, surrounding environment. 

Science fictions

In the world of stories, 

there are many genres,

but nothing impact civilizations, 

more than science fictions. 

Science fictions... 

They are scientific concepts,

often set in futuristic settings,

where ideas, imagination converge, 

to present an advanced society. 

Fictional, yet grounded in reality, 

having basis in scientific plausibility, 

carry common themes & elements, 

of exploring futuristic inventory. 

There are robots, artificial intelligence, 

genetic engineering, space travels,

visits from aliens, or time travels,

or tales of utopian, dystopian societies. 

Science fictions... 

Acting as a mirror and a window,

offering glimpses of what future holds,

influencing naive, intellectual minds alike,

bringing innovations into human lives... 

For, they are the inspirations,

resulting in scientific discoveries!

The one I knew

The one I knew,

for long who grew,

into something important,

creating a space,

a tender embrace,

deep within my heart. 

The one I knew,

was like sunshine, 

illuminating my life,

flowing like fresh breeze,

blossomed into springs,

unfurling positivity. 

The one I knew,

nurtured feelings new,

into beautiful dream,

giving encouragement, 

allow vulnerable moments,

redefining my desires. 

The one I knew,

whom I valued,

changed with time,

that gentle demeanor, 

got obscured in haze,

of prior engagements. 

The one I knew,

was never true,

only glimpses of fragments,

and I wondered, 

was it just pretend, 

waiting to be replaced, forever...

Nuclear proliferation

It's a mess,

drawback of progress,

putting our lives in jeopardy,

and nations, distressed. 

From the discoveries of atoms, 

and research, on nuclear chain reactions,

it was only pursued by militaries, 

with an intent, for maximum destructions. 

With the arrival of power plants,

there was hope for peaceful citizens, 

gaining access to unlimited energy,

acting as engine for development. 

Still fear lurked in the shadows,

as nations treat others with suspicions, 

lacking commitments on disarmament, 

continued secretly with modifications. 

While many rogue powers grew,

illegally testing for gaining positions, 

using excuses, or genuine concerns, 

being threatened, of imminent invasions. 

Nuclear proliferation... 

Using loopholes and ambiguities, 

they are used for status, or deterrence, 

in the absence of central authorities, 

to strongly implement universal adherence... 

Pushing our present world, 

Into the brink of extinction! 

P.S : It's really worrying about the world when superpowers blatantly project nuclear arsenals. 

Sea Otters

Sea Otters... 

They are the floaters

cuddling their babies,

or holding the paws,

rafting with others. 

They are so cute,

holding those rocks,

for breaking shells,

of clams & mussels. 

Sea Otters...

They are playful creatures, 

living in coastal waters,

cleaning & fluffing furs

between hunting, or slumber. 

They are so charming,

with flippers, short tails,

wrestling, rolling, chasing,

or grooming each other. 

Sea Otters...

Keystone species of ecosystem,

their presence is vital to world,

still, were close to extinction,

due to human activities...

Of pollution & habitat destructions!

If someone doesn't agree

If someone doesn't agree, 

keep holding to opinions,

which might contradicts,

leading to collisions,

then, we shouldn't speak ills,

branding them something evil,

for, there might be differences,

coming from our perceptions of reality. 

If someone doesn't agree,

not listen to our reasonings, 

even with evidences provided,

they stick to their false beliefs, 

for, they are being assertive,

blinded by pride or beliefs, 

requiring higher authorities,

to ever reach any consensus. 

If someone doesn't agree,

it might build our frustrations, 

with frequent disputes & disruptions, 

breaking the flow of conversations,

so, we have to surrender ourselves, 

for the sake of peace & cooperation, 

but, we lose need or interests, 

of seeking, deeper connections. 

Active relaxation

Active relaxation, beyond sleeping hours,

not possible, when information showers,

is it from fear, of wasting precious time,

or being occupied, in building life... 

Yet, it's important for us to assign,

as we follow, the nature's designs, 

taking moments for rest and recovery, 

through channels, that promote wellbeing. 

For, we encounter various constraints, 

in the journey, face obstacles & stress,

creating tension, in mind and body,

adversely affecting our emotional state. 

We can practice diverse techniques, 

like meditations, and deep breathing,

leisurely walks, or gentle stretching, 

they work wonders, on a tired body. 

Still, there are days, we just observe, 

lying on back, not lazy but present,

or engage in some creative endeavors, 

like reading, gardening, and artworks. 

Active relaxation, not being unproductive, 

rather consciously, engage in activities, 

which releases pressure, calms our spirit,

for a happy, and resilient living!

Hope for future generations

They were the middle generations, 

knew the hardships of ancestors, 

as they continued, with dedications,

treading on sacrifices of predecessors.

Individual rose in social ladder,

learning tricks to become better,

provide us with the foundations, 

to create life of ease and comfort. 

Yet, many have miscalculated, 

while exploiting available resources, 

giving wealth and their possessions, 

and spoil children, with assistance. 

For, those who lived in excesses,

abused the power, left damages,

falling to temptations and impulses,

destroying the functioning of society. 

From human values, to climate change, 

actions starts impacting, with consequences, 

breaking spirits, of compassionate hearts,

feeling helpless, witnessing the ruin.

Yet, dark clouds, had silver lining, 

as modernity, brought together minds,

spreading awareness, of the prevalence, 

identifying and implementing solutions. 

Civilizations have come to full circle,

treasuring, destroying, then protections,

being spearheaded, by today's youth,

having access, to relevant information. 

And each blossomed, without nurturing soil,

away from grounds, but closer to sky,

using lessons, from previous exposures,

to invest in dreams, for a secure future...

Of human being and earth together!

In wrong hands

There's a reason,

we would need guidance, 

before given assess,

to hazardous elements.

For, in wrong hands,

there are severe consequences, 

when things escalate,

into something serious. 

Since ancient times,

only the special kinds,

were trained and tested,

before considered worthy.

From disciples to masters,

they have to clear levels,

before provided the chance,

to handle required tasks. 

Yet, things have changed,

weapons are easily availed,

without scrutiny or hard work,

power bestowed upon masses.

And those without values,

fall to impulses or accidents, 

harming self and surroundings, 

through propagation of violence. 

In wrong hands,

it's like clicking time bomb, 

there's lack of accountability, 

while passing judgments. 

When undeserving are armed

it have wider ramifications,

spreading fear in the society,

challenging law enforcement. 

Overall, destroying stability,

of a nation.

Running on the tracks

Running on the tracks,

straight towards destination, 

propulsion changed with years,

from steam, diesel and electric. 

Each station, newer stage,

carried passengers, not overwhelmed, 

reached terminals on times,

being trusted for commitments. 

The horn was loud, echoing around,

passing through tunnels and crowds,

spectators joined, cheered the ride,

filled with wonder, envy and pride. 

Yet, things changed with age,

losing luster, decline in performance, 

while new generations arrived,

better features, novel designs. 

With better visibility, they would shine,

shorter stops, captivating the minds,

for experiments, not the functioning, 

values replaced, for them to rise. 

Little by little, reducing footfall,

commuters complained, getting critical,

as if using the archaic model,

which was outdated, lost relevance. 

Running on the tracks,

where rails too developed cracks,

it still worked, for given tasks,

reminiscing days, of glorious past. 

Yet, there's no noise, just silence,

for, it had lost the zeal to whistle, 

being devoted to fulfill promises,

and waiting, for better days...

Negligence

They always show the signs, 

before breaking, crumbling down

with a sense of foreboding, 

warning us of potential dangers. 

Negligence... 

We are guilty of crime,

getting complacent in daily life,

only to be faced with repercussions, 

when things take a bad turn. 

There are regulations in place,

people have shared knowledge, 

letting them make right decisions,

when presented with difficult choices. 

For, there's nothing certain in life,

changes can be gradual or sudden,

adversely impacting us & surroundings, 

leaving behind guilt and sufferings. 

We have seen many examples,

unfortunate victims facing disasters,

for the mistakes of few ignorant ones,

leaving behind lasting consequences. 

So, let's be careful in our dealings, 

have healthy awareness of surroundings, 

to be prepared, prevent the plights, 

from the effect of our negligence. 

I am not possessive

I am not possessive,

but do understand, 

there's lies concern,

beneath the words... 

Words, that stings,

hurt your feelings, 

demanding scrutiny, 

of your dealings. 

And you get defensive, 

blame me for addressing, 

each prompt, every query, 

feels like interrogation. 

You raise valid objections, 

asking to trust intentions, 

still, actions defies explanations,

letting heart grow suspicions. 

I am not possessive, 

for, you are a special person,

and I wish to never damage,

sanctity of our relations. 

If only, there was reciprocation...

The dawn arrives

The dawn arrives, with golden orb,

magnificent rise, over the horizon, 

still, the rays, are warm and gentle,

spreading gracefully, far and wide,

as skies, illuminates in reddish hues,

announcing the start of another day,

and birds, chirrup in sweet symphony,  

while activities begin, on the grounds,

every life welcomes, divine energy. 

The dawn arrives, with golden orb,

dissipate darkness, as night fades,

gradually illuminating every corner,

when ethereal rays starts to enter,

in the dwellings, and habitation,

softly whispering morning calls,

nudging us to leave dream world,

opening eyes, let the day unfolds,

with our active participation. 

The dawn arrives, with golden orb,

shaking violently, us lazy bones,

brighter & louder, increase with time,

forcing us to leave, comfort of sleep...

And appreciate the amazing glow!

Eyes of an artist

I wondered what they perceived, 

seen through eyes of an artist,

unraveling secrets as they explore, 

various elements of this world. 

For I, with amateurish tries,

could only scan and scrutinize, 

still, not reach the understanding, 

that dwells in the depth of life. 

The artists, are of special kinds,

actively utilize their blessed sights,

use the power of observations,

subtle details, brought to limelight. 

They break down given information.

into shapes, colors, values & symbols,

adding metaphors, feelings & insights, 

creating masterpieces, from borrowed lights. 

They deconstruct, interpreting reality, 

adding unique touch, adding clarity,

presenting their views, in complexities, 

that were often missed, or undermined. 

Eyes of an artist, is it innate inclinations,

or qualities, of heightened perceptions, 

being developed with consistent practice, 

or ability bestowed, by divine connection?

Endure...

Endure...

The heart that ached, 

from being unreasonably blamed,

for situations, not in our hands,

and be, victim of circumstances. 

Endure...

The twinge of guilts,

from expectations not met,

of hopes, facing the hammer,

widening cracks, waiting to shatter. 

Endure...

The hardships & obstacles, 

in the path, of desired future,

demanding compromise of values,

or sacrifice, fostering dreams. 

Endure...

The insults and criticism, 

leaving marks on self-esteem, 

becoming object of ridicules, 

in the gossips, of closed circles. 

Endure...

The fear of missing out,

when comparisons shout,

and worries, make tears stream,

from the eyes of dear ones. 

Endure...

The efforts that failed to reach,

scattered away, before I could stitch, 

my wishes onto fabrics of reality,

and offer, an ideal life.

Money intoxicates mind

There's a reason, we strive,

earn the riches, in our lives,

for the dreams, and ambitions, 

we would chase higher positions. 

We do have circumstances,

some restrict, others give chances,

our nature influences decisions, 

based on desires, and requirements. 

For, basic needs might be same,

still, individual or social expectations,

fuels our hearts, make us pursue,

professional & financial successes. 

Wealth, is the visible parameter,

bringing respect & recognition,

while pushing social comparisons,

forming a sense of self-worth. 

Yet, it comes with a price,

corrupting our heart with time,

when the intentions are strayed, 

controlled by insecurities or pride. 

And soon, we become compromised, 

when money, intoxicates our mind,

we lose sight, of things important, 

for the fleeting pleasures...

Of materialistic possessions. 

In the heat of the moment

In the heat of the moment,

we have committed many blunders,

being too invested in the front,

that we forget to pay attention,

into details of the matter. 

Emotions, they do run high,

in our fear, anger or excitement, 

demanding action, as stakes rise,

activating response, fight or flight,

without giving time to rationalize. 

In the heat of the moments,

we miss the chance to rectify,

losing opportunities in our lives,

of finding success, from endeavors, 

without stumbling, in unexpected sides. 

There are times, we are unfortunate,

when we encounter unforeseen events,

but, most decisions, can be planned,

prepare for situations in advance,

before facing, real world problems. 

In the heat of the moments,

we become slave to our impulses,

so wise one advice cautions, 

taking pauses, deliberate options,

before committing the actions.

Glass

They are brittle & fragile,

still being sought after,

for its various properties,

having profound impact, 

on human civilizations. 

In the natural places,

we discovered its uses,

when lava cooled obsidian, 

became part of ancients,

made into sharp instruments. 

For a million years we knew,

utilized primitive cutting tools,

but later developments brought,

newer functions into limelight, 

making utensils or decorations. 

But the most valuable thing, 

was its contributions in science,

changing the way we visualize, 

macroscopic to microscopic, 

elements of the universe. 

Glass, these amorphous solids,

have deeply influenced our lives,

as basis of important services,

which are visible, like our screens,

and invisible, remaining in backgrounds. 

Every rock glitters

Don't chase shiny things,

breaking stones into pieces,

for the minerals underneath, 

to be cut and polished,

into gems furnished. 

For, every rock glitters,

have their own presence,

building the foundations, 

for most lifeforms existing,

on surface, or burrowed deep. 

Yet, we mine their elements,

for precious ores embedded, 

digging, excavating, days & nights,

blasting lands with dynamite,

just to exploit resources. 

Roads opened, houses added,

building tunnels and subways,

each process adds to destructions, 

making ecosystems empty & hollow,

for artificial developments. 

Every rock glitters, 

nothing is wasted in nature,

if only we could appreciate,

let them gleam in obscurity, 

without human interventions...

When things work

 Dreaming big, we pursued goals,

with some sacrifices, tag along,

of connections, wants & wishes, 

which gets drifted, sometimes gone,

from our hands...

Yet, we build, with convictions, 

trusting instincts, for life envisioned, 

enduring setbacks and failures, 

maturing with every decision,

and attaining desired positions. 

When things work... 

We share our stories, 

inspire others, sharing recipes, 

of climbing ladders of successes,

by facing hardships & challenges, 

to truly grow as person. 

Yet, it comes with a price,

where many fallen while trying,

and ones, reaching the stage, 

had abandoned cherished part,

of their heart's inventories. 

When things work... 

It's not a rosy walk,

or becomes, everyone's task,

when embarking, on personal journey, 

with hopes, values & perspectives, 

which were unique, to their ways of life.

A hermit, I become

A hermit, I become,

not from choice or imposition,

but circumstances influenced, 

many of such decisions. 

Solitude, I have craved,

not the following isolation, 

getting drifted from society,

making it hard, for my inclusion.

A hermit, I become,

but not with spiritual devotion,

desires breeds, in spaces of mind,

and heart sways, affecting intentions. 

For, nothing is constant in life,

situation changes, mood varies,

emotions drifts, with the tides,

formed in the ocean of thinking. 

A hermit, I become,

withdrawing from social interactions, 

started as an escape from boredom, 

preserving my peace and freedom. 

Yet, there were regrets & compromises,

letting go of connections or experiences, 

and now, it's harder to return & assimilate,

becoming part of social circles. 

In another's arms

In another's arms,

I watched you swing,

giggling with joy,

wearing the ring,

in the fingers gently,

caressing the skin,

and stroking hairs,

while softly glancing,

the one, that's not me. 

In another's arms,

I witnessed the change,

the glow on your face,

that increases the ache,

so, I stood in silence,

accepting fate's trails,

where rewards were lost,

only remains, are the cost,

a lifelong regret...

Mental barriers

What should I say,

even if I know them,

but it's been years,

that we have talked. 

Mental barriers... 

Some obstacles are internal, 

which stops us in our path,

from taking initiatives. 

And we become cautious,

when in unfamiliar situations, 

getting nervous in interactions. 

It could be our nature, 

preferring solitude to crowds,

being selective of our circles. 

Or stemmed from self-doubts,

of being worthy of attention,

when society seeks perfections. 

And we believe, inner criticisms,

getting insecure, of our positions, 

develop stereotypes, preconceived notions. 

Mental barriers... 

Are born from our fears,

of judgments and failures, 

which might damage relations.

Yet, most of them are irrational, 

from us being self-conscious,

being oblivious, of other's perspectives. 

With courage and open mind,

we could challenge negative thoughts,

and engage, in fruitful interaction.

Cleaning surfaces

We are becoming lazy,

or work keeps us busy,

to spare time for chores,

that were very basic. 

Cleaning surfaces of house,

thorough washings, not vacuum, 

were normal routine of old times,

for maintaining good hygiene. 

And those, who avoided tasks,

or were victim of circumstances, 

were afflicted with various ailments, 

preventable, had they handled early. 

We learned, developed mechanisms, 

to sterilize materials for utilization,

using soaps, sunlight, heating,

made chemicals for disinfecting. 

And now, we have the means,

still, they remain unutilized fully,

extending dates, making excuses,

considering it a hassle to comply. 

For, we prefer to be cozy,

until things do become hazy,

or weather & family pressure, 

motivates us to take actions.

Deluge and drought

Humanity has fought,

to win over the world,

still becomes fragile,

to nature's onslaught... 

Deluge, severe floods,

damages property, lives lost,

excess rainfall, cloudbursts,

brings landslides & erosion.

Tsunami batters the coast,

while rivers swell and grows,

getting severe every year,

due to deforestation, drains clogged. 

Drought, prolonged spells,

grounds were parched,

barren and dusty earth,

facing shortage of water.

Some natural occurrences, 

now, it's the climate change,

from exploitation of resources,

and unsustainable development. 

Deluge & drought... 

Could we bear the cost,

when weathers are extreme,

adversely impacting the hosts,

by making situation grim?

Some try to dominate,

make dams and channels,

while others, surrender,

endure the disasters... 

And rebuild again,

just like other lifeforms. 

He tells his woes

He tells his woes,

to anyone listening, 

as a humble narrator, 

sharing personal stories. 

For, he had seen days,

having some disappointments, 

still carrying his duties,

with a smile, on his face. 

He once had a dream,

to race ahead, for the win, 

but, had faced cruel realities, 

forcing choices upon him. 

There are beautiful sights,

lovely morning, sweet nights,

feeling that were special,

giving him blessing from divine. 

Now, his hopes and wishes,

were invested on innocent hearts, 

and he embraced, life of toil,

offering work, for future visioned. 

Yet, there's still lingering ache, 

loneliness comes like waves,

so he awaits, for empathetic voices,

to acknowledge his silent sighs... 

As he tells his woes.

Custodians

They are the guardians,

preservers of the traditions, 

carrying the duty to protect,

and transmit inherited knowledge. 

Custodians... 

Been entrusted by community,

or willingly accepted responsibility,

for upholding cultural or moral lessons, 

not be replaced, with changing times. 

And, it's starts with the parents, 

instilling values into their children,

telling stories, influencing choices,

letting them appreciate their heritage. 

The elders would share wisdoms,

skills learned from experienced adults,

each sector of functioning society,

had something to add into individuals. 

Custodians... 

Not the self-proclaimed ones,

but persons, silently performing obligations, 

they are these unsung heroes,

whom we appreciate, for their contributions.

Losing my calm

I fear, losing my calm,

and react, in heated interactions, 

when even polite conversations, 

might carry snide remarks.

It could be harmless observations, 

often enhanced by self delusions, 

preserving prestige, self-esteem, 

might transform into something vicious. 

Unaware, we hurt others feelings,

increased tone become unpleasant, 

sprouting doubts, fear or anger,

which might escalate it even further.

The sensitive ones might withdraw,

avoid confrontations, breaking the flow,

from communication to our relations,

due to lack of emotional regulations. 

So, let's understand these triggers,

overwhelming us in the agreements,

there are cues, to be followed,

paying attention to body’s signals.

And it will help us pause,

collect thoughts before respond,

a time-out, deep breathing, mindfulness, 

can be practiced, to prevent...

Losing my calm.

I haven't arrived

I haven't arrived,

for, I still can't see,

having enough courage,

to change perspectives. 

For, I am immature,

seek comfort, from security,

in the cradle of routines,

and not risk, beyond means. 

I haven't arrived,

for, I still have envy,

yet, actions are lacking,

to reach certain capacity. 

And I find excuses, 

to avoid getting involved,

sparing precious times, 

in taking responsibility new. 

I haven't arrived, 

still walking, on this journey,

fearing obstacles ahead,

taking steps cautiously. 

Yet, the pace had slowed,

while others are marching ahead,

and I panicked, tried to chase,

only to realize, my feet paralyzed. 

Frustrations, it changes us

We are living in such an age,

where expectations get overwhelmed, 

bringing hurt and disappointments, 

spilling over our mental state. 

Frustrations, it changes us... 

When the goals were failed,

needs or desires, not met,

having struggles, facing obstacles,

and our efforts, got wasted. 

The fate playing cruel games,

while some lucky ones escape,

these comparisons may break,

sprouting inside, discontent... 

And it invades, in our mind,

making us irritable, anger rise,

increasing anxiety, with stress,

makes us sensitive, to other's ways. 

We may display, frequent outbursts, 

being hostile, with aggressive attitude, 

while some drown, in negative emotions,

feeling helpless, losing confidence. 

Frustrations, it changes us... 

Could be detected, with exaggerations, 

and are presented, as behavioral patterns,

when we realize, our distrusting mind,

manifesting as cynicism and pessimism.

Liar, liar...

You speak of lofty dreams,

deceiving with sugar-coated speech,

painting your life in colorful displays,

by living, beyond your means. 

Liar, liar... 

We are no fools,

take words at face value,

we have seen the world,

with fare shares of struggles. 

Nothing in life comes easy,

it needs effort, becoming busy,

few could sustain lavish lifestyle, 

having privileges, or win lotteries. 

Liar, liar... 

Don't stretch the truth, 

boasting success without proof,

for, the action speaks louder,

you can't conceal it for long. 

There's no shame in admitting, 

setbacks are part of the journey, 

still, you harbor low self-esteem, 

cling to delusions, fabricating stories. 

Liar, liar... 

It will only add to your woes,

growing like the Pinocchio nose,

are you ready, to bear the cost,

being avoided, when trust is lost?

Early years

There are years spent, 

for growth and development, 

learning from our surroundings, 

and preparing, for future envisioned.

It's a period, we were entrusted, 

under guidance & supervision,

to protect, support, teach,

till we become independent. 

Yet, there were few exceptions, 

some may encounter misfortunes, 

where guardians fail their duties, 

being negligent, some exploitation.

Some were spoiled with options,

others follow strict regulations, 

as parents and teachers were involved,

for training, and imparting education. 

And here, lies a danger,

weakening their fragile hearts,

building stress over the time, 

that manifests as various illness.

From vague pains, to severe diseases, 

multiple addictions, even depressions,

while early onset of chronic illnesses, 

create havoc in younger minds. 

Early formative years,

they are important stage of life,

let us avoid stress, enjoy times,

build foundations, for healthier future. 

P.S. A lot of chronic illnesses are now manifesting in younger ages,

like diabetes, hormone, heart, PCOD,

Autoimmune disease.

Somewhere stress, lifestyle are culprits.

It's Holi time!

In the phalguna month,

people gather to celebrate, 

winter recedes, comes spring,

nature colored with hues of life,

it's Holi time!! 

A vibrant festival,

bringing joy and delights, 

with dry gulal or sprinkled water, 

atmosphere becomes alive,

it's Holi time!! 

When enemies become friends,

bond between relations strengthens,

spreading happiness all around,

with our greetings & shouts, 

it's Holi time! 

Who can forget the mithai,

gujiya, gulab jamun, thandai,

while bada, samosa, kachori,

giving us energy to keep playing,

it's Holi time!! 

There's no separations of mind,

everyone applies color on skin,

dancing, singing, visiting homes,

forgiving long-standing grievances, 

it's Holi time! 

So, let's enjoy our time,

using eco-friendly colors,

creating memories for life,

in shades of red, blue, green,

it's Holi time!

Communication in relationships

We aspire for healthier relations,

which was carried with devotions, 

nothing harms the bond formed,

for, love strengthens the foundations. 

Yet, there are many situations,

that cracks open, infusing poisons,

when doubts and assumptions, 

replaces trust, with suspicions...

For, there's lack of communication. 

Without honest & sincere conversations, 

individual will guess, interpret the actions,

frequent misunderstandings & disagreements, 

creates conflicts, from minor arguments. 

And it would leave, lasting impressions, 

initiating & promoting, mental isolations,

resentments grows, taking toll on emotions,

while the distress, increases frustrations. 

Yet, those employing dishonest means,

withheld information, manipulate beings,

take advantages of other's insecurities, 

destroys the very essence of relationship. 

For, with communication, we do realize, 

understand needs, address issues of lives,

making consensus, with clarity of mind,

to sustain our relationship, for a long time!

4 days a week

Society is pushed to the brinks,

when we suppress bare necessities, 

for sake of control over profits, 

rather than rise holistically. 

And, these breaks become evident,

in form of extremes of circumstances, 

putting pressure on young minds,

either surrender, escape or hide. 

Population is on a steady rise,

with migrations, for a better life,

putting pressure on urban dwellings, 

exploiting resources, for better living. 

Yet, here, the danger arrives,

likes of stress, unhealthy lifestyles, 

while addictions were on the rise,

adversely impacting families & society. 

So, policymakers are in a bind,

how to solve, problems they find,

there's a limit, they could provide,

it's the people, who have to strive. 

So, here, I have a proposition, 

enforce "4 days a week" work culture,

creating double vacancies in jobs,

while providing valuable free time... 

To be used for important roles,

with family, interests or chores,

giving them moments of respite,

in this rush, to only survive.

Oxygen

Our life in this planet,

became possible due to oxygen,

promoting aerobic respiration, 

among various lifeforms,

for generating energy. (ATP) 

Primordial earth was difficult,

with limited free oxygen in air,

so, anaerobic were flourishing, 

until the rise of cyanobacteria,

causing great oxygenation event. 

There were mass extinctions, 

followed by period of fluctuations, 

where oxygen concentration rose,

leading to emergence of insects,

subsequently reptiles & mammals. 

Trees were massive, large hoards, 

due to high oxygen & carbon dioxide,

yet, concentration decline with time,

now, become ideal for human life,

as we inhale and utilize them. 

Oxygen... 

We need to preserve the balance,

for maintenance of the equilibrium, 

or hypoxia causes, loss of our organs,

while hyperoxia, oxidative damages,

impairing cellular functions. 

A shallow person

They called him shallow, 

focused on superficial things,

never could become mellow,

valuing deeper qualities. 

Was he too stubborn, 

in his decisions, and leanings, 

being arrogant, opinionated,

in conducts, and his dealings? 

Everyone defined his character,

been considered difficult personality, 

seldom included into picture,

when expecting social gatherings. 

There were kind persons, 

trying to understand his will,

but lost interest or concern,

facing challenges in this climb. 

No one could have realized, 

it was those walls he built,

wary of becoming civilized, 

by suppressing tender feelings 

They called him shallow,

when he was perceptive, 

having personal preferences,

to make him receptive... 

For, he was just an eccentric. 

Storytelling

Before the advent of writing,

there were spoken narratives,

passed down through generations  

and treasured as oral traditions. 

Storytelling... 

There was once a time,

people gathered around fires,

family circles or village squares,

for having immersive experiences. 

It was an intimate affair,

where narrator engaged with audience,

through gestures, modulation, & sound,

even adding music to create atmosphere. 

Popular among young and old,

as their way to escape from boredom,

warming hearts when world was cold,

spreading joy, providing entertainment. 

Yet, they were medium of education, 

sharing knowledge, & moral lessons,

preserving history, legends & myths,

that were part of native cultures. 

Storytelling... 

Has changed in modern age,

that once strengthened community, 

now being faded from our memories, 

printed in books, transmitted in radios,

and consumed, across various platforms...

As passive viewers.

Circling around

Round and round,

just circling around,

not getting honest,

to speak it aloud. 

Here and there,

our conversations fares,

when fertile minds,

made barren & bare. 

Glistening surfaces,

been sugary coated,

concealing the anguish, 

fearing aftereffects. 

Still words comes out,

from our sealed mouth,

conveying deeper intentions, 

clearing any doubts. 

So, let's lose pretense, 

we know the reasons, 

as communication faltered, 

when we wanted comprehension...

By circling around.

Sultry

Seductive,

your voice captivates,

make me lose my senses,

being smitten to the charms,

falling deeply, in your embrace. 

Hypnotizing,

you enchant my heart, 

with whispers of soft sighs, 

burning with yearnings,

for passionate nights. 

Anticipations, 

excitements fill mind,

of desires deep inside,

exploring things we hide,

those intimate grinds. 

Soothing, 

calming my thoughts,

enveloped in your warmth,

there's something magical, 

about your presence. 

Sultry... 

The richness of your tone,

make me crave it more,

causing surge of emotions, 

and I wish to keep listening,

drowning, in this fever dreams.

In silence, I prefer to stay

In silence, I prefer to stay,

preserve peace, over noisy displays,

undisturbed, I could focus on crafts,

exploring interests, devote to works,

or spend time, in deep reflections. 

There are distractions coming our way,

life can be hectic, we don't have a say,

so, I keep safe, these precious moments, 

spent in leisure, recreations, or rest,

after daily routines, rewarding myself. 

In silence, I prefer to stay,

sacrificed pleasures, ambitions delayed,

not just to cling to comfort zone, 

but actively create place to relax, 

that eases, my strained heart. 

Some say, it's a sin,

to be slothful, become lazy,

that slows, dims the intellect,

while increase, sensitivity to sounds,

making us dull and intolerant. 

In silence, I prefer to stay,

knowing the ills, that may betray,

my principles, and aesthetics, 

and desires, for a company,

as long as, it keeps worries at bay.

Being independent

It's something many aspire to be,

seeking escape from supervision, 

desire to remain wild and free,

not pulled down by traditions. 

Being independent... 

It's normal in many cultures,

being frowned upon in other's,

dictated by dreams & aspirations, 

or depends on family circumstances. 

It teaches us to face challenges, 

become responsible, learning skills,

getting matured, as we learn things,

accustoming to social expectations. 

Yet, it comes with challenges,

changing our routines & interests, 

in our dietary and sleeping habits,

while indulging in harmful lifestyle. 

Many grow into functioning adults,

some fall into despair, without support,

being exposed to bad companies,

without censure, or proper guidance. 

Being independent... 

And I wonder which path is better,

to influence our growth & maturity. 

Battle for superiority

Battle for superiority, so tragically unfold,

the tales of valiant, risen and fallen,

when stubborn clash, of lofty ideals

became the grave, of innocent lives. 

They talk of peace and securities, 

that shows glimpses of bright future,

unbeknownst to the gullible souls,

they were making pact with devils. 

Human ethics becomes the sacrifice,

for preserving prestige, swollen pride,

while insecurities used to instigate,

charged emotions of the masses. 

Tit-for-tat, seeking vengeance, 

perceived threats, genuine concerns,

find outlets, through various reactions,

when justice is denied or overdue. 

Yet, there are always some backers, 

who finances, or trigger the events,

to activate fault lines, promote conflicts, 

for regional, and geopolitical gains. 

Battle for superiority, there's no winner,

leaving behind trails of devastation,

uncertainties looms, spreading miseries, 

there's no good end to such stories.

When the weak rose

A story spun, over millions, 

hiding beneath the dominions, 

quietly harnessing the strength,

to survive the difficult phase, 

till their time comes. 

Opportunists, taking advantages, 

of every chance that arrives,

while wary of danger lines,

finding ways to attain needs,

in challenging neighborhoods. 

They would learn, enhancing functions,

share horizontally or vertical transmissions,

taking generations of refinement, 

to evolve into better conditions, 

more prepared for future complications. 

For, they had gained unique traits, 

and allowed fortune, favor the best,

when unexpected turns of events, 

became catastrophic for the rests,

providing rare openings, for protagonist. 

And that's how, evolution happened,

in the billion years of earth's history, 

as we delve deeper into our progress,

from weak mammals to prominence, 

as human species, of present world. 

P.S. Inspired by " The mammals that defied the dinosaurs " from YouTube channel "show me the world".

Gobar, these cow dungs

Walking on footpaths,

something soft squeezed apart, 

an unpleasant smell made me alert,

looking down on what I stepped,

there lies heap of gobar. 

Gobar, these cow dungs,

have not been dried for long,

waiting for us hapless victim,

preoccupied in our world,

to be taught a lesson. 

Since ancient times,

been considered as fortunate, 

walking on the pavements, 

coated with cow dung,

believed to clean the environment. 

But here, on the streets,

it's neither the farmlands, 

requiring natural rich fertilizer, 

nor some biogas plants,

keeping materials for clean energy. 

Gobar, these cow dungs,

as much as considered sacred,

and been part of rural households, 

but here, I am standing exasperated, 

cursing the municipalities for shoddy work!

Tipping culture

There was once a humble diner, 

where people meet and gather,

to enjoy, relax, have good food,

lessen worries, lighten up mood. 

There were some who splurge,

genuinely appreciate or show off,

while few display unruly behaviors, 

create problems, harass the waiters. 

The waiters performed their duties,

out of obligations and goodwill,

they never complained or protest,

being content with the salaries. 

Yet, slowly demands were made,

and they proceed, to assert their rights,

asking better facilities, more tips,

as form of their contributions. 

The desires grew, greed followed,

putting impractical value to the services,

now duties have become privileges,

looking down upon ones, who don't tip. 

Tipping culture... 

That's prevalent in some places,

simple tasks transformed into business, 

so, footfall declines, for unreasonable price,

collapsing the very ecosystems of diners. 

** PS. It's not only the tale of diner.

Brilliant performances

We know the universal language, 

that communicates with our hearts,

capturing attentions of masses,

with their brilliant performance. 

For, here they convey emotions,

we could feel joy, the sorrows,

experience pain & sufferings

and hopes for tomorrows. 

There's something magical, 

in their delivery of expressions,

telling stories through the art,

that are genuine, seems authentic. 

Yet, nothing takes away the mastery,

skills and efforts, went on refining,

every stroke, each notes being precise, 

breaking limitations, in creating impact. 

We are immersed in the flow,

and energy, could be palpable, 

sometimes getting goosebumps,

with tears, streaking from eyes. 

This universal language evokes emotions,

resonating deeply with us audience,

no words could explain these masterpieces,

leaving lasting impressions, in our psyches... 

For, they are brilliant performances.

Pareidolia

Sometimes, our imagination plays tricks,

showing us images, in random places,

when it paints, some familiar patterns, 

on things, that randomly captures attention. 

Pareidolia... 

A fascinating phenomenon, 

being part of our growing world,

when we were young and free,

and explored natural surroundings. 

We saw faces in the clouds,

or outlines on bathroom tiles,

the rocks, bushes, cemented road,

each gave opportunities to draw. 

Yet, it was used to show illusions,

might as well fuel our delusions, 

with silhouettes of religious figures,

being presented as divine messages. 

Pareidolia... 

A great aspect of human perceptions, 

as brain adapts to sensory information, 

recognizing patterns in ambiguous places,

finding meanings, have creative interpretations... 

Without the absence of real stimulations. 

Practice what we preach

It's not always within our reach,

still we pursue, and also teach,

wisdoms, ideals, and perspectives, 

when we don't ourselves...

Practice what we preach. 

Is it hypocrisy?

I have no answers,

for, it's a long journey,

of learning the discipline,

and becoming a master. 

Still, we have convictions,

of following right directions,

advocate our thoughts & visions,

persuade others to take actions, 

of spreading underlying message. 

Then again, we share our views,

for finding someone who listens, 

lighting weights, that burdens hearts,

or connect, over mutual interests, 

towards issues, that affects the world. 

Practice what we preach, 

might be a difficult endeavor,

when we encounter obstacles, 

of our own inadequacies,

or other's judgments. 

Danced to your tune

You expect me to abide,

without a say, letting you decide,

as you feed instructions in a spoon,

and I, would dance to your tunes... 

My thoughts ignored, are skimmed, 

while your opinions, fill to the brim,

there's new mistake, in every step,

that are independent, from your plans. 

Then you inquire, why I feel tired, 

where's raw emotions, to light the fire,

adding dynamism into our relations,

touch of ecstasy, breath of passion. 

Yet, I have tried, catch your eyes, 

putting efforts, through my style,

but, you find flaws, and criticize, 

denounce results, remain dissatisfied. 

Treating love & affection as rewards,

you seek to subdue, tame wild heart,

when it's about mutual connections, 

you use manipulation for gaining control. 

And you wonder, how distance grew,

when our bond was forever & true,

if only you realized, addressed it soon,

I might have, danced to your tune.

What drives us to pass judgments

What drives us to pass judgments, 

expecting others of fulfilling requirements, 

when thoughts are subjective, having biases, 

how qualified are we, of making statement? 

Is it genuine concern, or our entitlement, 

projecting our insecurities as assessments, 

for getting high, from sense of superiority,

distracting ourselves of own inadequacies? 

Still, we gather, commenting on others,

sometimes get vocal, showing displeasure,

when we had chances, to give suggestions, 

support the effort, towards their vision. 

It's human tendencies, to hasten reactions, 

skip the details, in interpreting information,

accumulating accuracy, blinding our sight,

from delving into depth, of the creation. 

So, it's easier to pass judgments,

than walking on path, of their journey,

have the experiences, carry out appraisals, 

with the maturity, to educate and enlighten. 

For, that's the true purpose of judgments. 

It doesn't take much time

It doesn't take much time,

for disagreements to rise,

into arguments & conflicts,

when coupled with bruised pride. 

We need discipline and control,

to maintain calm and composure, 

for, emotions floods our mind,

when provided, with free ride. 

And it starts, with giving attention,

to the elements, promoting chaos, 

as a mean, to further their cause,

using the gullible, as their pawn. 

Our insecurities are exploited,

to sell their ideals as products, 

deeply invading our psyches, 

promoting enmity without reasons. 

For, we inherently seek harmony,

connect with others with goodwill,

opening ourselves to perspectives, 

that are unfamiliar to our beliefs. 

Still, we explore, learning things,

trying to come to an understanding,

sometimes find common strings, 

letting us nurture our bondings. 

It doesn't take much time,

for us to relate with others,

when our intentions are good,

and interactions are sincere. 

Survival of wildlifes

It's a harsh world out there,

life is cheap, courage essential, 

face the risks, of grievous injuries,

just to survive, for another day. 

From the day, they were born,

it's overcoming challenges, one by one,

trusting instincts, hiding from predators, 

taking leap of faith, jump into dangers. 

The nature give some respite,

body is accustomed to the fights,

stronger immunity, faster healings,

let them avoid permanently impaired. 

Yet, lives were still being lost,

those weakened, committed mistakes,

keeping their population in control,

by being part of food cycles. 

It took millennia to perfect,

and balance, was surely maintained,

until arrival, of the destructive force,

devouring their efforts, without second thoughts. 

For, in this rampant exploitation,

there's no survival of fittest, 

only facing the inescapable reality, 

of being pushed into extinction. 

Will the humans ever see,

hear their cries and pleas,

for, they are vulnerable, fragile,

need to remain wild and free.

Drifting apart

Drifting apart, 

we had lost communication, 

someday we would wonder,

the point of such relations,

fading in the backgrounds. 

There are no streams of sentiments,

nourishing our roots for attachments, 

only in memories of past meetings,

infrequent conversations or dealings, 

provides hope for future interactions. 

Drifted apart,

we might have been occupied,

to give attention to delicate sides,

of building bonds, maintaining contacts,

for a more resilient connection. 

Yet, it's sought, for its worth,

keeping alive, in our thoughts,

regardless of motives or reasons,

there's much deeper causation, 

leading to our encounters. 

Drifting apart,

still, treasured in our hearts,

even if limited by boundaries, 

we built bridges to restart, 

the forgotten path... 

For conveying message. 

Come with me dear

Walking alone,

I can't see too far,

the beautiful dream,

among the glittering stars.

So, come with me dear... 

Thoughts hazy, rarely shone

vision colored in sepia tone,

being aimless, unconcerned,

of the life's twists & turns,

losing sparks of passion. 

Walking alone,

I am feeling the fatigue,

from constant tug between, 

hopes and disappointments, 

recorded into my story. 

It's not the burden,

but perceived absence, 

that occupies my mind,

stirring emotions in heart,

seeking your company. 

Walking alone, I have realized,

of being emptied, acclimatized, 

to the routines, present lifestyle, 

and it scares, where future lies,

so, come with me dear...

It's a mystery, how time changes

It's a mystery, how time changes,

when we are confined, in our spaces,

for, the world moves, to newer stage,

while we might lag, keeping our pace,

following our lives... 

And then, comes some meetings,

when we gather, share our stories,

many new faces, people in places,

changing their acts and ways,

being adjusted to world's shades. 

"Oh, you look the same person,

from the years, we have known"

these comments are pleasing,

but carries underlying meanings,

for not having enough exposures. 

Should there be pride or pressure?

Of holding beliefs, values treasured, 

not for the lack, or having comparisons, 

but experiences, fulfilling expectations, 

of oneself and treasured persons. 

It's a mystery, how time changes,

when we witness, still on the fences,

the shifting tides, and crashing waves,

letting us discover, things we missed,

and confront, some uncomfortable truths.

There are advices sprouting in corners

There are advices sprouting in corners,

shared by influencers, in short videos,

fed to the brains, in minimal time,

catering to youth, with attention span. 

These quick bursts of information,

activates our dopamine channels, 

encouraging us to follow their words,

without fact checking or raising doubts. 

Every tip, comes with certain beliefs, 

based on research, personal experiences,

which were spoken with convictions, 

without literatures to back it up. 

Yet, their voices were compelling,

while presenting them as relatable, 

coming as honest, genuine advices,

than prevalent shady advertisements. 

Some contents help us learn,

yet, most only creates confusions, 

by dictating terms and conditions, 

of following lifestyle decisions. 

There are advices sprouting in corners,

but we should be wary of intentions, 

let's not forget time tested traditions, 

for some fleeting impressions. 

Songs, part of our lives

They have a unique appeal, 

giving us excitement & feel,

most are transient trends,

while some are cherished. 

People choices do varies,

depending on moods, individuality, 

with traditions, and upbringings, 

influences taste in the music. 

They are more pronounced,

being part of formative years,

while there are special ones,

that are loved across generations. 

The qualities do suffer,

facing shortages or corruptions, 

even the originals were stolen,

for making cheaper alternative. 

Still, the voice of genuine souls,

does connect with audiences,

to be played in the repeat,

added in collections, after release. 

Songs, are part of our lives

older classics, for nostalgic times, 

fresh ones, pushes creative boundaries, 

yet, governed by our preferences.

Astronomy

The ancients knew the sky,

glittering diamonds in the nights,

captivating hearts, hypnotizing minds,

forming connections, with the divine. 

Astronomy... 

The study of stars & planets,

were one of the first branches, 

that inspired people of past,

to acquire knowledge vast,

and make sense, of the cosmos. 

Deeply linked to daily lives,

from commons to the elites,

incorporated in religious practice,

dictating decisions for countries, 

and make predictions, for the future. 

Civilizations needed timekeepers,

following solar or lunar calenders, 

with the phases, solstice, equinox,

positions of stars & constellations,

and make precise calculations. 

Astronomy... 

With meticulous observations, they grew,

from small rituals, to sophisticated models,

laying groundwork for scientific inquiries, 

building frameworks of various theories, 

and playing, an important role...

On advancements of civilizations!

It took my all to stand

It took my all to stand,

when they were rushing forward,

there were sacrifices to be made,

pushing me with difficult choices,

still I persisted, in defiance. 

They say, celebrate small successes, 

but no one remembers second place,

in a world of increasing competitions,

there's many fighting for center stage,

ignoring ones remaining in backgrounds. 

It took my all to stand,

for, I too admired their acts,

qualities displayed, which I lacked,

inspiring me, for improvements,

working towards my own growth. 

Yet, there's never a steady glow,

flames flickers, when distractions showed,

little by little, building the foundations,

creating my place, with contributions,

finding joy, from small accomplishments. 

It took my all to stand,

still not enough to leave the mark,

being overshadowed in their ranks,

shining brighter like radiant sun,

and I, a candle in the daylight.

Teasing the gullible

They are gullible, so naive,

innocent hearts, ready to believe,

so we play pranks, gentle tease,

for some laughters, in-between. 

It's fun, these lighthearted banters,

strengthens bonds through playfulness, 

let us relive our childhood moments,

that developed, our sense of humor. 

Yet, there are certain nuances, 

to be observed, without lapses,

for, they are weak and vulnerable, 

being prone to emotional distress. 

So, we create positive environments,

that build trust, not causes anxieties, 

so they don't identify it with bullying, 

rather enjoyable interactions. 

For, they are gullible, so naive,

seek your guidance, to perceive,

so, let them smile with glee, 

find pleasure, in jokes & tricks.

We are connected, by invisible strings

We are connected, by invisible strings,

thoughts resonates, hearts do sync,

sharing desires, feelings that spring,

being in love, like our dreams. 

And I gaze, upon your eyes,

falling deeply, when I dive,

these tender emotions, softy flies,

taking me to places, that you hide. 

Your each move, invites pleasure,

sway my mind, losing composure, 

so many wishes, keep sprouting,

showing dreams, of future outings. 

There are no words, for these sensations, 

which flows, with our conversations,

while your hints, and subtle gestures,

giving me signals, for getting closer. 

We are connected, by invisible strings, 

in your embrace, I stopped deliberating,

professing our love, let moments begin,

when we explored, our heart's calling.

Who bears the weights

Who bears the weights,

of the crimes committed, 

by individuals, & communities, 

sometimes leadership of nations? 

For, we are the supporters,

of friends and our families,

getting emotionally attached,

and stand, with decisions of country. 

But, their causes are not always just,

with consequences, demanding reactions, 

flames were spread, we get involved,

as bystanders, treated as accomplices. 

And we grieve, for being the victims, 

after encountering, stray projectiles, 

damaging lives and our properties,

being connected, with places of origin. 

So, who bears the weights, 

of instigating harms on innocents,

blamed for being taking the sides,

where does, true responsibility lies?

Emotional scenes

Growing up, I watched the scene,

where their eyes, glued to screen,

when characters fight, tears stream,

as drama unfolds, in-between. 

And I wondered, what's the allure,

watching them cry, as they endure,

conflicts brewed, conspiracy ensures,

them to stumble, when facing failures. 

It was the time, in every channel, 

most viewed, were such theatrics, 

capturing attention, of our families, 

watching them together religiously. 

Most plots were intentionally crafted,

create atmosphere with background music,

to evoke strong reactions from audience,

gathering more views, higher TRPs.

And it succeeded, forming connections, 

tragedies in plots, building up tensions,

keeping viewers invested in narratives, 

of being witness, them overcoming challenges...

For strengthening relations. 

Goldilocks zone

Inspired by fairy tale,

of Goldilocks and three bears,

scientists termed goldilocks zone,

to define habitable area around stars.

For, here, conditions are right,

where liquid water could exist,

being not too hot, not too cold,

temperature were manageable. 

Yet, it goes beyond temperature, 

requiring balance of many factors,

like gravity, mass, nuclear forces,

without which life's not possible. 

When researched, experts could find,

million of places, were ready to thrive,

be in present, or billions of years past,

life might have prospered and died. 

And here, comes an important question,

were we actually alone, like Fermi paradox,

or are the seeds, of previous organisms, 

that's explained, through functional genome.

For, there were many such times,

when goldilocks universe survived,

in planets, moons, comets & meteors,

as they endured, till reaching new sites. 

P.S. : Inspired by YouTube channel Kurzgesagt- in a nutshell; Ancient life as old as universe.

Changing relationships

Relationship were about connections, 

while developing feelings of affection,

where the wants, needs and wellbeing, 

were bound to duties and obligations. 

For, people have accepted the roles,

giving purpose, with sense of control,

keeping them busy and occupied, 

for a happy and fulfilling life. 

There were exceptions who stole,

enforcing their will, using loopholes, 

to satisfy them greed and desires,

weak and gullible were exploited. 

Then we arrive to modern times,

where lines were blurred, tasks redefined, 

as people become more independent, 

with opportunities, they could find. 

And here, relationships changed,

no longer sacred, with dwindling patience, 

for, expectations rose, with options laid,

bringing negotiations, for every pledge. 

Changing relationship... 

Now, it makes me wonder,

was it moving in better directions, 

when there's no distinction between,

deeper engagements & casual relations?

Our realities are connected

Our realities are connected,

from things visible to eyes,

to the invisible forces of life.

Still, we are too occupied, 

in daily rushes, of routine kinds, 

to give it any attention. 

Yet, we listen, for motivation, 

stories of elites, for inspiration, 

those who achieved great success,

rising from poverty, without privileges. 

And they all speak of the secrets,

of focusing heart, on goals set,

believing them completely in hearts,

keeping them in prayer from above. 

Our realities are connected, 

vast universe or quantum entanglement, 

influencing the functioning of world,

And we could see subtle signs,

in scientific research, spiritual minds,

sharing wisdom through their finds. 

For, it's the art of visualization, 

that helps us reach destination, 

of our dreams, goals, aspirations, 

when we have faith, trusting ourselves!

Peer pressures

We, human, are social beings,

so make groups, & communities, 

since the time, we are child,

it's injected, in every opportunity. 

Outside families, we make friends, 

classmates, colleague, or relatives  

having direct or indirect influences, 

impact our lives, affect our views. 

We connect, in common grounds,

our age, interests, work or status,

putting pressure, through peer groups,

to conform behaviors, change values. 

For, we crave their acceptance, 

while worrying, of being ostracized, 

there's also feelings of admiration,

that fuel our desire of validation. 

And these thoughts have impacts,

on our choices, and taken paths,

which are beneficial or detrimental, 

depending on the groups we follow. 

Then again, it's not permanent,

feelings changes with environment,

if we don't have inherent passions,

our perspectives & values sways...

With time & place!

Chonky

My face beams, watching their acts,

there round bodies, in fluffy attire,

they walk, lay, stumble or play,

being lazy, clumsy, slow in days. 

Chonky... 

These chubby creatures, 

might have been fortunate, 

having their hunger satiate,

while being spoiled enough

to make body overweight,

or just a natural process, 

of accumulating fats,

storing for the future. 

And it tickles, our funny bones,

watching plump body, puffy cheeks,

be the chubby cats or per dogs,

and wild rodents like squirrels, 

even marmots and groundhog, 

being too large for their sizes,

creates unique sense of humor, 

bringing smiles on our lips. 

Chonky... 

We want to hold and play,

to pet, even mess with them,

laugh at their visible annoyance, 

and carry snacks, as peace offerings. 

for, it's just an affectionate call,

we still understand the concerns,

for being aware of the risks,

of them becoming overweight. 

Amusement parks

When mind needs a break,

being away from the routine,

we search for entertainments,

that fills our day with joy,

and we find the best place,

where caters to every age,

not too far, not too close,

and covered in few hours,

with an immersive environment. 

Amusement parks... 

It's a wonderful place,

with its games and rides,

having attractions many,

for weekend gateways,

thrills of roller-coaster,

riding the water slides,

splashing in the pools,

or sitting in Ferris wheel,

gazing vast expanse of sky. 

Children's love the carousel,

some drive the bumper cars,

while families explore rides,

from spinners, to drop towers,

haunted houses & 4D theaters,

some special have snow world,

each theme have their allure,

all fun & games, for the players,

and dining, for exhausted souls. 

Amusement parks... 

It was fun, when I was young,

now older, don't find the urge,

still I recall, those adrenalines rush,

fear and anticipation, of taken rides,

the happiness, of the memories past,

nudges me, to find the opportunities, 

of getting these sensations, once again,

for retaining, that feeling of nostalgia,

while escaping, from the mundane.

Was it envy or contempt

Was envy or contempt, 

questioning inherent advantages,

when we encounter obstacles, 

while others were less affected.

For, they had been fortunate, 

having support of social structures, 

from connections, to the finances,

and assistance, of better circumstances. 

And we, facing the hardships, 

each step, being difficult climb, 

with setbacks and failures, 

acting as frequent hindrance. 

Still, we gather courage to fight,

reach positions, with patient sight,

only to be demanded heavy price,

losing our peace, as a sacrifice. 

And we witness, one in heights, 

flying freely, indifferent to our plights,

not understanding our conditions, 

while promoting their biases.

So, it becomes an endless quest,

chasing the shadows, of their lives, 

to be treated as one of their equals,

while building resentments in hearts.

Fear of losing friendships

Friendship, a beautiful bond,

being part of us since childhood,

chatting, playing, spending time,

filled with joy and happiness. 

We plan for adventures, 

meet regularly for recreation,

cheering efforts for achievements, 

while sympathizing the other's losses. 

Yet, people changes with time,

following dreams, worldly aspirations, 

as frequent gatherings were replaced,

by seldom calls and messages.

And we realize, drifting part,

as we move, to separate paths,

with personal or work obligations, 

creates divides, build the wall. 

And then, we face real world,

shares of successes & failures,

accelerating the mental distance,

involving in status and finances.

It sprouts fear and hesitations, 

stemmed out of low self-esteem, 

while triggered by envy in shadows

finding others grow in positions. 

Still, our heart remembers,

memories of innocent past,

untainted from ugly feelings,

just pure delight of connections. 

May be, that's what we miss,

when we reflect, and reminisce, 

letting go of moments of bliss...

The fear, of losing precious friendships. 

Charm of village life

There's a charm in village life,

where we spend, nostalgic times,

visiting grandparents, and relatives,

during vacations, or occasional rides. 

It was part of treasured memories,

when we explored, the natural surroundings,

with cleaner air, water bodies & greeneries, 

provided a sense of calm & tranquility. 

To be away from traffic & noise pollution,

with constant race among urban hustles, 

our weary mind finds moment of respite,

reducing stress, in slow pace of life. 

Maybe we do crave simple living,

not comparison of materialistic possessions,

reducing the pressures for achievements, 

acting as hindrance, for finding contentment. 

It helps us to have genuine relationships, 

when interactions are personal & authentic,

building strong bonds, with shared identities, 

providing help & supports, in times of need. 

But now, the times have changed,

villages are losing their place,

developing into towns or emptied, 

leaving behind ancient memories...

The irony of situations

The irony of situations, 

never loses its meanings,

when getting the outcomes,

contrary to expectations,

for, the future envisioned,

being betrayed by conditions, 

while the ones unenthusiastic, 

achieve the positions,

without appreciating... 

The irony of situations, 

leaves lasting impressions, 

affecting mental peace,

by inoculating the poison, 

of yearnings & jealousy, 

through unfair comparisons, 

ignoring their struggles,

only focusing on promotions,

of dazzling lifestyles... 

The irony of situations, 

brings profound realizations, 

when we observe silently,

course of thoughts & actions,

which influences our choices,

of grabbing incoming opportunities,

depending on qualities & desires,

for fulfillment of things required, 

and intensity, of our hunger...

Woodpecker plan backfired

The woodpecker flies,

searching places to hide,

their treasured acorns,

stockpiling large hoards,

for coming winters. 

The family gathers,

finding old oak tree,

with hard, big branches, 

for building enough holes,

and store the seeds. 

The woodpecker tries,

hammering beak right,

while chiseling for hours,

to wedge each nut inside,

accumulating large stocks. 

Yet, it's a tiring job,

giving them headache,

while his friends rejoice,

finding a redwood cladding,

in the side of a barn. 

The woodpecker rue,

driving out the squirrels, 

while friends took advantage,

of softer walls to process,

for keeping their acorns. 

And then, winter arrived,

their hard work paid price,

while friends were lost,

finding most of the nuts gone,

as walls were thin & damaged. 

The woodpecker smiled and said,

"sometimes the old ways are best" 

** Inspired from YouTube video 

" The woodpecker's shortcut plans backfired,

by FariaAntillon

We were friends

We were friends,

being together, and we spent,

days and nights, sharing moments,

exploring surroundings, making mischiefs, 

with lots of adventures. 

We were friends,

more than neighbors or classmates,

in times of joy, and amazement, 

in times of sorrow, and disturbances,

being each other's pillar of support. 

We were friends, 

being young to realize,

that we were powerless in life,

as circumstances put us in bind,

unable to make independent decisions, 

We were friends,

then, how could you deceive,

ignoring my requests or pleads,

vanishing from my life,

leaving only void within. 

We were friends,

is what I wanted to believe, 

but your absence, cruel retreat, 

forced me to confront reality,

that I was forsaken... 

Like the shoes outside!

Think again

If you think you have mastered,

from the knowledge, you acquired,

making you an expert in this field,

giving authority, to correct deed,

think again... 

For, when we grasp the concepts, 

it gives insights, power that rejects,

archaic notions, prevalent ignorance, 

and a drive, to spread awareness. 

A noble cause, yet many fails,

when invested with ulterior motives,

with elevated sense of ego or pride,

being dismissive of other's perspectives. 

We might assume it as our wisdom,

unaware, of having early conclusions, 

when our understanding is incomplete, 

not well researched, nor updated study. 

The path of learning is ongoing, 

needs courage, confront our bias,

with open mind, accept contrary, 

while being respectful, to fallen beliefs. 

So, think again...

Before declaring, 

there's lot to know,

and it's empowering. 

Prophesies

It was sought, by ancient lives,

finding guidance, in uncertain times,

with wars, diseases, natural disasters,

made living unpredictable & precarious. 

Prophecies... 

Foretelling future events

or revealing divine will,

through the oracles,

delivering cryptic messages. 

From kingdoms to religions,

they were voices of civilizations, 

where sages discern patterns,

priests would make predictions. 

Some were infused with astronomy, 

while others, supernatural entities, 

that conveyed warnings or promises,

influencing choices, decisions taken.l 

Both ruler and commoners, 

using it as channel of communication, 

with deities, spirits, universal energies, 

and so, changes course of our history.

Bar koli

Ber, these Indian plums,

ripening in winter seasons,

laden in spiny, evergreen trees,

they are indeed a delicacy.

Just after Saraswati Puja,

my eyes are looking for them,

trying to relive childhood memories, 

of relishing their sweet & tangy flavors. 

With crispy skin, soft flesh,

the seeds can cause inconvenience,

biting, slurping, sucking them dry,

grab new one, for another try!

My favorites are ones raw,

mixed with salt and chili,

while achar (pickles) are special,

including varieties of candies & chutney.

Bar koli, these enjoyable berries,

might not be as popular today,

still refreshes nostalgic emotions, 

while providing health benefits.

In good faith...

Most of our connections,

with business or in relations,

were built over invisible threads, 

that weathers difficult phase,

if followed, in good faith. 

For, trust being the foundation, 

demands conformity in actions,

when we are sincere and honest,

without any hidden motives,

of taking unfair advantage. 

The underlying belief in righteousness, 

determines the characters we play,

when we treat others fairly, 

not exploit the loopholes,

undermining spirit of agreement. 

For, when intentions were pure,

and follow standard procedures,

we give due care and attention,

to perform tasks, without fear,

promoting transparency. 

In good faith...

Demands our integrity, 

being committed fully,

with strong convictions,

to treat everyone fairly. 

And that's how we develop,

as nation, society & individuality!

I am not versed, but I will try

I am not versed, but I will try,

in dance of hearts, I won't lie, 

there are concerns, I am shy,

still, in our journey, I could fly,

if we work together. 

A man of soil, I don't sell dreams,

but hold the ground, you walk free,

nothing fancy, life out of ordinary, 

an atmosphere, filled with simplicity, 

would become our routine. 

I am not versed, but I will try,

look at world, through your eyes,

follow interests, and I will apply,

accompany you, to become high,

have enriching experiences. 

A cautious person, take few risks, 

prefer comfort, secure my peace,

it might get boring sometimes, 

we could add spices for a while,

indulging in pleasures. 

I am not versed, but I will try,

so, don't dismiss my significance, 

if there's a chance, then not deny,

let our feelings soar the sky,

when you welcome it inside. 

Withdrawn

They were cheerful, jolly being,

spreading smiles, when they meet,

yet, realities struck, hit them hard

bringing array of disappointments. 

Then are the shy, introvert ones,

keeping distance, live in own world,

finding escapes, from the crowd,

drifting further away, as years pass. 

While some, facing unforeseen events,

getting diseased, making life changes,

making it difficult, participate in activities, 

limitations pause, with missed opportunities. 

Withdrawn... 

The souls preferring isolation,

having negative social experiences, 

instill fears, causing apprehensions, 

and mind develops, coping mechanisms. 

And we could see subtle signs,

as they display changing personalities, 

canceling plans, avoiding gatherings,

preferring solitude to social outings. 

Withdrawn... 

They need understanding, 

with love and encouragement, 

creating enough openings, 

for them to allow, seek connections... 

And not let temporary emotions,

turn into a vicious cycle!

In our silence, we could trace

In our silence, we could trace, 

feelings once born, left out of grace,

nurtured, treasured, kept in hearts,

still, couldn't stand trial of time. 

The world moves on,

marching towards a future bright,

and we walk, stride by stride,

giving attention, to goals at sight. 

Yet, we stumble, fall behind,

each milestone, acting as blinds,

sprouting discontent, apprehensions, 

and affecting, our peace of mind. 

And we reminisce, our past years,

precious memories, we hold dear

yet buried deep, out of desperations,

of following dreams, worldly aspirations. 

In our silence, we could trace,

emotions which flows, fill the space,

when we realize, prices we paid,

while hanging, from a thin thread...

Between storms and inner void.

Mahaprasad

There's something special,

about making simple food,

into divine offerings. 

Mahaprasad...

Devotional offerings to deities, 

when shared among devotees,

creates a sacred space within. 

Following ancient traditions, 

using earthen pots & firewood,

and sold in temple premises.

Then there are times,

being freely distributed, 

to poor and needy.

Yet, here each morsel,

makes our heart content, 

while filling the stomach.

Limited spice & condiments,

having restrictions in elements, 

still brings magical taste.

Mahaprasad...

In those moments,

everyone comes together,

to partake in big gatherings. 

And I wonder, how special it is,

pure & sacred, these God's gifts,

letting us experience, soulful bliss!

© Dr. Manish Rout