Human-wildlife boundaries

 Which of the model protect,

allowing ecosystems to flourish, 

preserving floras and faunas, 

in the era of development. 

Human-wildlife boundaries...

We have seen countries, 

segregating, with strict boundaries, 

with designated nature reserves,

fully separated by human activities. 

It does help, when they have cleared,

exhausting resources, with extermination, 

of any lifeform in their vicinities, 

to have a clean, orderly civilization. 

Then there are developing countries, 

primarily relying on farming or foraging, 

where these boundaries are blurred, 

and follow principles of coexistence.

While some countries display tolerance, 

even if population increases resistance, 

providing ample space for wildlifes, 

to survive in shared landscapes.

Each side have their drawback,

geographical isolation minimizes conflict,

undisturbed habitat for sensitive species,

but confining or displacing creatures,

that require migrations for genetic diversity.

Coexistence & tolerance provide cushions,

still prone to economic losses & casualties, 

when there are unrestricted interactions, 

leading to gradual ecological degradation. 

Human-wildlife boundaries...

Now most countries developed policies, 

pursuing conservations across nationalities, 

what matters is proper implementation, 

to create a balance...

Where natural world finds sanctuary. 

Nervous smile

I wish to smile naturally, 

a quality I admire earnestly, 

something I miss mostly,

when I tried consciously, 

miss creating it perfectly.

Nervous smile...

I wondered the reasons,

what changes the season,

these shifting internal climate,

clashing with social dictum,

activating reflex mechanisms.

It's rarely genuine happiness, 

or signalling our disinterests, 

rather means deeper conflicts,

encountered uncomfortable situations, 

manifesting on our faces.

In social gatherings & interactions, 

we are expected to be polite & warm,

even if feeling shy, or embarrassed, 

we have to gentle, be inconspicuous, 

instinctively using it as buffer.

Then, there are such times,

we process difficult situations, 

in griefs, distress, emotional pain,

experiencing cognitive overload,

we use masks, to sooth or suppress.

Nervous smile...

It's never in isolation, 

but collision of inner emotions, 

of fear, sadness or embarrassment, 

clashing with social obligations, 

we develop the trait...

As brain's defense mechanism!

Health doesn't see status

We have outsourced,

every physical requirements,

cleaning, cooking, commuting, 

even moving simple objects,

from occasional help,

it became default baseline,

now these privileges,

are impacting our life.

We are saving time,

using it for important work,

but deep down we know,

it's just an excuse,

trading for screen time,

furthering sedentary life,

either in home or work,

we are accumulating free time.

It's basic human biology, 

every task promoting functioning, 

in form of low intensity movements, (NEAT)

to keep metabolic health intact,

but we promote societal belief,

of conveniences being higher grounds, 

ignorant of the consequences, 

that complacency have brought...

For, health doesn't see status!

** NEAT : Non exercise activity thermogenesis

Short wait feels harder

My patience wears thin,

waiting becomes irritating, 

while performing the chores,

any delay can be limiting, 

to my calm demeanor. 

Yet, I don't have problems,

of waiting in the queues,

or pursuing long-term goals,

there are seldom frustrations, 

building in my heart.

So, I pondered on this feeling,

experiences of the uneasiness,

when I encounter some delays,

but ignore the same situations, 

accept setbacks in longer journeys. 

Maybe it's about expectations, 

instant results, without frictions, 

like loading websites, sending emails,

standing for checkouts, or in cafes,

our attention span gets short.

For, when destination is too far,

we have to accept, and prepare,

where hitch or snags don't trigger,

immediately ring alarm bells,

as the gap is too long.

Short wait feels harder,

become easier to be noticed,

brief delays break momentum, 

taking away our joy of completing, 

for, the threshold has reached!

Don't we love presents?

Don't we love presents?

The act of giving or receiving, 

excites us deep inside, 

bringing warm feelings,

when we find it gift wrapped.

Was it mystery, or excitements, 

adding surprise, of finding it out,

steadily building the suspense,

to be culminated with rewards,

of something we desired.

The process of the search, 

being a ritual, to deepen ties,

pouring emotions as we purchase, 

find something we could associate,

to be appreciated by the recipient.

And the ones, waiting to receive, 

unpredictability amplifies dopamine,

our brain love to solve puzzles,

while being valued, releases Oxytocin, 

altogether enhances the experience. 

Don't we love presents?

Untying of ribbon, tearing the paper,

opening the lid of the boxes,

feeling satisfied by the reveal,

even if the object have less appeal...

The old fish stays

The old fish stays,

which others play,

laughing & mocking, 

at his foolishness. 

"You have aged, gramp,

forgotten way of champs,

we find delicious treats,

when you are gulping air!"

The old fish ignored,

continued with the chore,

keeps an eye on juveniles, 

and shoal of fingerings. 

The fish swam further away,

frolicking & teasing, every day,

taking risks, enter shallow water,

for better food, and dwellings. 

But soon, most were hunted,

tricked by lure, surprised by traps,

witnessing horrors of companions,

being snatched away from surface.

The old fish smiled,

looked with vacant eyes,

"My scales are white, as I stayed,

learning from my mistakes."

Just be nearby...

I am not feeling good,

a bit tired, making me brood,

it could be fever or cold,

making me seek your company, 

just be nearby...

My body burning hot,

sometimes chills, sweats a lot,

lightheaded, unsteady on feet,

as glass slips from my grip.

I admit, I am at a loss,

as mind anticipate the worst,

fear invades, confidence falls,

I need your healing touch.

I imagine holding your hand,

your fingers stroking my hair,

soothing me with gentle voice,

my heart soaking your warmth.

You don't have to speak,

give me medicine or feed,

your presence is enough,

calming distress, loneliness...

I am vulnerable & weak,

in these moments, I might break,

so, hear my silent plea,

come closer, sit beside me,

just be nearby...

It's amusing, how tragedy plays

It's amusing, how tragedy plays,

like throw of dice, in hands of power, 

there's no place for individual rights,

to see dreams, aspire for better days.

Being oblivious, of cunning designs, 

there fate sealed, and hope resigned,

with no escape, grim reality awaits, 

any voice rising, is actively suppressed. 

For greater good, on righteous path,

taking revenge, for losses or insults,

overlooked as collateral damages, 

added or subtracted from statistics. 

The more fire, in heart & arsenals,

feeds their ego, blinding conscience, 

conducting meetings, taking credits,

for projecting dominance over weaklings.

It's not a burden, borne by few men,

but collective guilt, of our civilizations,

where millions and millions of lives,

being decimated, scarred for generations. 

It's indeed amusing, how tragedy plays,

with justifications, legitimacy facades,

when every hurt, cried, soul in despair,

want nothing but salvation...

A life of peace and security.

I haven't slept

"I haven't slept"

he told with pained expressions, 

sharing his struggle, 

for a peaceful slumber.

He seems anxious, 

with trembling hands,

as his lips quiver,

with shaky voice.

"Never in my life,

I felt so nervous,

to even interact,

with known persons."

And I could see the change,

his demeanor is lacking,

with invading doubts,

dimming his confidence. 

"I have trusted God, 

then why I faced such struggle, 

even in devoted heart,

I still experience bitterness."

And he speaks of troubles,

which clouds his judgments, 

of trusting process, having hope,

being grateful of the blessings...

When everything collapses,

with major disappointments,

losing his mental peace,

he shared his predicament.

Nature of discussion

 Have we ever observed,

ways our discussion goes,

when we have interactions,

as we enjoy some company.

It could be casual greetings, 

topics worthy of debating, 

or just being diplomatic,

reading room before commenting.

It changes with accompanied groups,

friends, families, professional network,

being structured, pragmatic in some,

lighthearted moments with close ones.

Most of us have social circles,

that follows a routine, usual chitchat,

seldom touching deeper concerns,

when facing troubles, serious situations. 

Familiar environments acting as cushion,

but sometimes, we are stripped of buffer,

when travelling, visiting new regions, 

we encounter diverse views & opinions.

And we are surprised, of the atmosphere,

as we engage, participate in conversations, 

where identities fades, forming new culture,

with its preferences & choices of subject...

Building empathy & understandings,

discovering something new about humanity. 

Is it natural for us to work?

Is it natural for us to work?

Like in machine, acting as a cog,

selective tasks, long hours, 

not enough time, to spend at home,

or enjoy moments of leisure. 

Since ancient times, we had a rhythm,

short burst of activity, work or pleasure,

there was a fluidity in their actions,

without rigid rules or regulations,

to limit movements, against distractions. 

The advancements of our civilizations, 

we started following division of labor,

to be more productive in performance, 

scaling agriculture, industrial revolutions,

in the era of hyper-specializations.

Yet, it came with a price,

of being dependent on assistance, 

for fulfillment of necessities, 

be it our food, shelter & energy,

forgetting the skills of survival. 

Before long, we get acclimatized, 

joining the rat race of productivity, 

where competitions & comparisons,

forcing us to maintain relative positions, 

while loss of family & community...

Keep adding jobs, following atomization.

Is it natural for us to work?

Or just a facade, social construct,

a busyness, driven by artificial urgency, 

which we can easily opt out of, 

by protecting our unproductive space...

Where we cultivate hobbies, wander, or do nothing!

The shared dream

15th August...

It's not a date,

but milestone achieved, 

after countless sacrifices.

The shared dream...

Centuries of colonial rules,

breaking the spirits of many,

enduring unspeakable crimes,

buried with passing time.

Yet, there were voices,

could never be silenced,

standing against injustice,

demanding their rights.

Now we stand on same grounds,

enriched by the sweats & bloods,

hoisting tricolor with immense pride,

singing glory of our blessed nation,

sovereign, democratic, independent, 

we gather to celebrate our freedom,

paying tribute to freedom fighters,

bowing to their grand vision.

The shared dream...

Their legacy still continues,

filling heart with patriotic hues,

we as citizens participate,

in workplaces & neighborhoods.

Beyond the government offices,

programs in school & colleges, 

it's the day of reverence, 

coming together to pray.

Happy Independence Day!

We feel lucky

We feel lucky,

when things go our way,

as others are struggling.

Finding shortcuts in the queue, 

guidance of knowledgeable person,

coincidences happening around us,

to make our journey comfortable,

having lesser setbacks or hurdles,

as if bestowed with divine blessings.

We may feel proud of achievements, 

attribute it to hard work or competence, 

being actively chosen by others. 

Yet, these can be exceptions, 

and we take credit for functions,

which are happening randomly.

We feel lucky...

Showing pleasure in proclaiming, 

of being favored by higher powers

while it's a confluence of factors,

getting fortunate by performing actions...

And fate starts favoring!