If we are connected

If we are connected, 

as a single consciousness, 

like the invisible threads, 

passing through experiences,

letting us feel the pains,

and joy of the moments,

yet, the journey isn't ours,

but of different individuals. 

Would we invest our time,

making some familiar bonds,

among strangers of this world,

not being families or friends, 

yet, their life, piqued interests,

and we, wish for the wellbeing,

cheering victory, failures concerns,

without gaining any benefits? 

If we are connected,

could we extend our sights,

enveloping additional people,

into the embrace, of empathy,

sensitive to their perspectives, 

providing space for expressing,

for, we, were same in essence, 

letting us avoid many conflicts. 

Would it become a step,

Towards making this world...

A paradise!

Living on the edge

It's exhilarating, 

to have an adventurous live,

flirting with the dangers,

for getting adrenaline spike... 

Living on the edge...

It's a mental conditioning, 

like an act of defiance,

against the slow routines,

conforming our views,

tethering to a place,

stealing freedoms,

for personal use. 

Intoxicating, 

we get addicted, 

to this strong feeling,

of indulging into pleasures,

without the objections,

from prying eyes,

or guilty conscience,

dampening sensations. 

Living on the edge...

Rising above our fears,

have courage to secure,

and achieve our ambitions. 

Yet, it's a lonely path,

if we don't keep balance,

drifting away from others,

to find ourselves alone. 

Impulsive, yet we learn,

some might slow down,

while most would accept, 

being too invested, to escape...

Till they break down!

Obdurate

I have seen the world,

exploring ideas, known too much,

every information, supporting the cause,

cementing beliefs, conforming opinions,

strengthening my convictions... 

Obdurate...

I became stubborn,

while feeling the pride,

to not compromise, 

on my positions. 

You might try to argue,

giving facts, for a review,

but I too, learned the subject, 

adamant, refuse to change,

convinced of my knowledge. 

I am aware, of being insensitive, 

been wary, of my insecurities,

yet, experiences, said otherwise,

having the logic, of being right,

whenever conflicts arise. 

Obdurate...

With hardened heart,

I have lost my path,

took time, to become compliant, 

after being pushed, to the corners.

Confidence

Confidence...

It's something not inherent, 

rather built over the time,

through effort & willpower. 

Being introverted & shy,

many are reluctant to try,

standing on the background,

amazed by ones, on the dais. 

Yet, they are mistaken,

it was all about interests, 

and gaining experiences, 

cementing beliefs, on oneself. 

There were factors that play,

giving support & assurances,

yet, the knowledge is bought, 

through practice & preparations. 

And here comes, the simple tricks,

to become certain, curb hesitancy, 

to follow passion, in desired fields,

gather expertise, through focused skills. 

For, when we pursue our goals,

take initiatives, out of comfort zone,

we develop and strengthen qualities, 

to share insights, with conviction... 

And that's my friend, 

Is confidence!

A pointless climb?

It was a dream, small and quiet, 

yet, became the basis of my drive 

a hunger to achieve, success in time,

influenced my choices, as I strived. 

The world is not an easy place,

putting obstacles, throwing challenges, 

requiring skills, discipline, some luck,

for us average, to reach the tops. 

So, I climbed, these stairs undefined,

hoping to find, with my heart aligned, 

with hard work, build the foundations,

gaining experiences, for future endeavors. 

Yet, I felt hollow, not satisfied, 

changed directions, once I realized, 

for better postings and exposures,

with dedicated service as collateral. 

I attain abilities, gained insights,

been appreciated by my superiors,

but I never felt connected inside,

that purpose which brought true joy. 

Now, perched on higher grounds,

my eyes searched for blissful haven,

only to discover, none were found,

for, the ladder, have no destination. 

And I wonder...

Was it a pointless climb?

Oral health

Take care of your teeth, 

or will regret, for your deeds,

grimacing face, puffy cheeks,

finding yourself, in a pinch. 

Oral health... 

We delay the signs,

to have dental checkups, 

and prevent the plights,

of infections and cavities. 

For, teeth are important, 

responsible for breaking food,

helping in our speech quality,

making smiles, more attractive. 

From carrying internal health,

to enhancing social presence, 

they are part of our identities, 

keeping us healthy & confident. 

Yet, we ignore the benefits, 

expose them to sweets & acids,

putting physical strains on surface,

without proper care or respect. 

Oral health...start it young,

once gone, they won't return,

and you feel, painful sensations, 

bringing out fear, apprehensions... 

As you get older!

Some institutions

Some institutions... 

Carry this illusion, 

of following the regulations,

by taking permissions.

Yet, it's a big lie,

many cheats and hide,

for profits to maximize. 

Their fees rise with time,

yet salaries get stagnated, 

exploiting both of sides.

For, owners have the power,

taking advantages of demands,

promoting unfair practices. 

They find ways for cost cuttings,

while delving in illegal activities,

by giving bribes, to policymakers.

Being seen as respected establishment,

through years of trust and commitment, 

but losing grounds, facing corruptions. 

Some institutions... 

They play an important role,

in the community, and region,

still, there's a limit of tolerance,

as wrongdoings, deserves punishment. 

Feeling entitled

Society moves in certain directions, 

depending on values, of individual persons,

rising to the heights, with people's support,

or falling to pits, facing selfish actions...

Feeling entitled, as generations changed,

standing against traditions, with defiance,

some were needed, as welcome change, 

still most seep inside, like deadly poison. 

There's nothing wrong, in legitimate claims,

but most now misused, for putting blames,

seeking special treatments or privileges,

without putting efforts, to earn them.

They have no integrity or feel shame,

or be empathetic, to other's situations, 

having a false sense of deservingness,

they force their unjustified opinions. 

And I wonder, how things changed,

and we reached, the breaking point

where it is pursued actively outside,

promoting the culture of disrespect. 

And I realize, we were the reason,

breaking families, for self indulgence, 

where children have permissive parenting,

gaining rewards, without achievements. 

Without knowing the struggles of life,

they grow up with entitled behaviors, 

developing an inflated sense of ego,

normalizing such actions everywhere. 

Still, some might be personality disorder, 

stemmed out of trauma or low self-esteem,

while others were narcissistic tendencies, 

leading to unrealistic expectations. 

Feeling entitled...

And we saw its rise,

promoted by selective prisms,

of social platform's curated versions.

For, they showcase & highlight,

materialistic success & possessions, 

increasing envy & desires among masses,

leading to futile competitions.

"Be here now"

Don't you feel miserable, 

seeking more and more,

dissatisfied of the conditions, 

you are living today... 

"Be here now" 

Wise ones spoke...

Of finding happiness, 

within ourselves, 

and we listened,

only to be disillusioned, 

for, we had dreams,

responsibilities & desires. 

"Be here now" 

These words echoed, 

when you were devoted, 

practicing prayers & meditation,

by focusing your mind,

but will always return,

to the rush of your life,

carrying worries & burdens. 

"Be here now" 

It's not a fleeting noise,

but as a constant voice,

ask us to become flexible, 

to the changes of life,

bringing pleasures or pain,

for, we were uncomfortable, 

and, that is acceptable. 

"Be here now" 

Don't be miserable,

controlling the flow of life,

treasure every moment,

experience the true joy...

Of being alive!

We are curious beings

We are curious beings,

Beings born out of blessings,

Blessings bestowed upon species,

Species excelled in activities, 

Activities fuelling civilizations, 

Civilizations consuming resources, 

Resources hidden in plain sight,

Sight of goals, driving minds,

Mind bringing new innovations, 

Innovations unique to us humans,

Humans gaining the strength,

Strength to secure interests, 

Interests providing them space,

Space invested in intellectual quests,

Quests leading to discoveries,

Discoveries expanding understandings, 

Understandings spark our passion,

Passion to learn about our world,

World still shrouded in mysteries, 

Mysteries igniting curiosity...

Feeling dejected, I sat alone

Feeling dejected, I sat alone,

away from the crowded room,

distracting self from realities, 

of brewing discontent inside. 

No longer I dreamed of a life,

abundant world of magical kind,

where faces brimmed with joy,

like colors of rainbow in sky. 

You arrived, like a fresh breeze,

warming heart with sweet smile,

as soft voice, calmed me down,

easing burdens, of an anxious mind. 

Days were exciting, in your company,

time were spent, discussing topics,

getting your attention, cheers mind,

and I realized, we were something more... 

But then, you were gone,

leaving behind, a deeper hole,

with longings, loneliness poured,

dimming the lights, you had shone. 

Feeling dejected, I sat alone,

suddenly received a notification, 

current flowed through my body,

for, we could meet, once more!

Honeybee nest

Going on my routine walk,

I watched people gather around,

as some guys climbed the walls,

to destroy the bee nest on the top. 

Hundreds of bees fallen on ground,

while they negotiate price of labor,

selling fresh honey and beeswax,

broken from collected beehives. 

Witnessing the struggling bees,

I felt sadness, and some pity,

forcefully evicted from their dwellings, 

being considered pest in urban settings. 

Then again, they were desperate, 

lost their habitat, to human activities,

while pollution and use of pesticides,

chased them to walls of buildings. 

What's more alarming is their decline,

while we remain ignorant of the plight,

as studies find decrease in abundance,

of indigenous species of bee colonies. 

So, I watched these gentle pollinators, 

being exploited by human selfishness, 

hoping they find better place to nest,

and not be invaded by our dominance. 

Golden monarch

In the garden, they met,

two species, performing a duet,

one gentle soul in golden fur,

other, orange & black winged angel. 

A garden teeming with life,

colorful flowers, a beautiful sight,

yet, few pots carry milkweed,

for ones, to wriggle on stems. 

His soft eyes, watched silently, 

protecting the caterpillar sanctuary, 

from tiny eggs shining on leaves,

to the chrysalis, waiting to split. 

There was a connection unseen,

when the monarchs break free,

a magical transformation unfold,

right in front of retriever's eyes. 

So begins, a sweet friendship,

as butterfly flutters around it,

much to amusement of owners,

finding entertainment, in peaceful corners. 

Like the advent of dawn rays,

bond gleams over flowerbeds,

as monarch rests on the head,

of an overjoyed golden retriever. 

Had I lived another life

Had I lived another life,

different direction, another time,

easy subjects or difficult choices,

further away, from present vocations? 

For, each path, has its tasks,

variable returns, from investments,

having encounters, influencing decisions, 

changing our perception on lifestyles. 

The nature of success would change,

so are the celebrations and regrets,

for, the circumstances dictate,

the pace of our footsteps. 

And I look back, to formative years,

with options many, still being unsure,

finding the appeal, trying new things,

forming connections with kindred spirits. 

And I wondered if things would change,

had I embarked, on separate journey,

having exposures, and experiences,

the hardships, forging a new being... 

Would that still be, present me?

Life throws challenges

The life throws many challenges, 

some have solutions, other damages, 

testing the threshold of our patience,

will we falter or find our successes... 

Don't rush or become distressed, 

you can still make progress, 

when you believe, not protest,

savoring journey, without contest. 

For, you will be in a mess,

letting emotion possess,

losing cool, making complaints, 

without steps, towards improvement. 

It won't make you any less,

if you accept the problems,

taking things in your stride,

nurturing peace and harmony. 

And it affects your surrounding,

people appreciate such gestures,

and you will find many admirers,

impressed by conduct & character... 

Reducing the strains on the hearts...

Regardless of the challenges!

To make plans or be spontaneous

We prefer to have a plan,

to lessen the work & concerns,

being prepared the itineraries,

for a hassle-free journey. 

Yet, there's some, try things offhand,

without considering the outcome,

following impulses for their heart,

making decisions, without any thoughts. 

And I wonder... 

What's path provides best experiences,

feeling at ease, or having surprises,

with chance encounters, lasting memories,

leaving behind a strong impression. 

For, when we do our research,

becoming familiar with the location,

we might have the easier access,

but it may lack, the desired stimulus. 

Not many venture uncharted territories,

fearing disappointments or ordeals,

there's risk of conflict & confrontations,

apart from facing higher expenditures. 

Yet, there are many brave explorers,

carving out path for future voyagers,

setting examples, with courage & optimism,

that, each path have unique advantages!

Invisible guy

So I wonder, one fine day,

how its like, be an invisible guy,

walking alone and unrestricted,

being free to travel, without care. 

There's no need for Identity cards,

needing any passport or visa,

to cross borders, visit places,

without checking, or obstructions. 

The whole world opens up,

and currencies become irrelevant,

when I would use transport methods,

utilize the spaces, of empty homes. 

I would do some stealing,

unless I find my nourishments,

but there are ways to pay in labor,

and I will learn, by helping others. 

The possibilities are endless,

by becoming an invisible man,

yet, there are also concerns,

of taking undue advantages... 

Falling victim to impulses!

Not all are experts

Not all are experts,

to handle various situations, 

only few excels in endeavors, 

and win, battle for positions... 

They were not special, 

different from common beings,

but harvest power of mindset,

manifesting their will. 

It's a matter of interest, 

of the choices, one makes,

finding pleasure, in the process,

demonstrating their proficiency. 

And we admire, realize the power,

wishing to acquire, their creative flair,

yet, without vision, being unaware,

of the sacrifices, and the dares. 

For, it takes years of discipline, 

focusing self on respective fields, 

fighting inner fears, and uncertainties, 

to grasp the concept, develop qualities. 

So, all are not experts,

only few could reach the point,

to finally stand on the stage,

which we dream to attain...

It's all about harmony

It's all about harmony, 

between body and surroundings,

allowing interactions to happen,

in a controlled environment. 

Our body has mechanisms,

for recovering lost things,

given enough space & time,

utilizing resources inside. 

Most of us suffer,

when we cause imbalance,

ignoring natural processes, 

for our pride and pleasures. 

The ancients knew the signs,

following preventive lifestyles,

combating serious diseases,

with traditional practice. 

For, there's no quick fixes,

and actions have consequences,

which could never be suppressed,

with the power, of finances. 

We gained knowledge, have advancements, 

yet, it made us adamant, and complacent,

and we satisfy desires, ignoring advices, 

breaking the balance, of inner homeostasis!

Happy Deepawali

The festival of light,

we celebrate with families, 

honoring victory of righteousness, 

over falsehoods and wrongdoings. 

We take inspirations from history, 

dedicated to visions & sacrifice,

welcome with grand homecoming, 

showing our joy and delights. 

It may vary, depending on regions, 

still are part, of dharmic traditions, 

where we invoke deities, or occasions,

legacies of which, cherished in person.

Being presented, in grand displays,

or participated alone, in humble stays,

when home were illuminated by glow,

Candles, LED bulbs, lamps of clay.

Happy Deepawali...

Of the rangoli, decorated on entrance, 

windows & doors, adorns rows of diyas, 

with fragrance and smoke of lit incense,

and sounds of chants, permeating in air.

The atmosphere charged with laughters,

sweets and feasts fills dining tables,

as young and old gather outside,

lighting crackers and sparkles together. 

Her words still echoes...

Her words still echos...

Etched in my heart forever,

each letter dipped in emotions,

delicately written on the pages,

conveying feelings of her love.

And I clutched, the paper light,

yet, too heavy, for my sight,

eyes moisten, regrets were born,

being oblivious, of the signs. 

The sky deepens, with dark clouds,

battering me with sudden downpour,

drop by drop, falling on the pages,

blurring lines, dissolving sentences.

It's the rains, I tried to convince, 

avoiding the tears, spilling on it,

still recovering, from the shock,

a sudden departure, of her soul. 

Her words still echos...

Even if letter disintegrates,

facing these trials of life,

snatching away her presence.

I will still carry her memories, 

nurturing the tender sentiments,

sending prayers, with my apology, 

and a confession, that I missed dearly!

Happy Dhanteras

An auspicious day,

which we celebrate, 

but most are unaware, 

of deeper message.

Dhanteras...

We pray to lord Dhanvantari,

our prime deity for Ayurveda,

emerged during Samudra Manthana,

holding the kalash (pot) of Amrita. 

(Nectar of immortality)

For, he is the divine physician, 

imparting knowledge of medicine, 

leading us to path of longevity, 

through science of healthy living.

We worship Goddess Lakshmi, 

seek blessings of lord Kubera,

buying gold, silver ornaments, 

while cleaning and decorating homes.

Each custom, embedded in our traditions, 

provided us insights, for better conditions, 

through the renewal of our efforts,

we come closer to ideal lifestyles. 

Dhanteras...

It's the festival to promote health,

for, health is our foremost wealth, 

when blessed with such fortunes,

we could grasp the teachings,

Of Dhanvantari...

A fat rat

A fat rat was running amok,

in the house, creating havoc,

gnawing on wires, wooden shelves,

while tearing, bags and clothes.

Giving owners, sleepless nights, 

with squeaking, & chattering noise,

scaring them with rattle & clatters,

causing distress, that needed a break. 

Being kind, they don’t want to kill, 

yet the problem, required solution,

so they brought, a trapping cage,

to catch the mischievous pest.

Using fresh bread, as the bait,

plan was made, stage been set,

keeping in corners, near its reach,

they awaited, with bated breath. 

A fat rat was tempted enough,

capturing it inside, as it devours, 

startled by the sudden blockade, 

it screams, trying to escape.

The owners smiled, celebrating success, 

took a closer look, of this unruly creature,

as it scurries, making hissing noise,

shaking violently, showing its protest. 

The fat rat was taken, too far a place, 

letting it outside, opening the gates,

it hurriedly dashes, towards the hedge,

as owner breathed, a sigh of relief.

And they went home, ready to call night,

discussing fate, of this wicked tribe,

their heart sank, hearing ruckus outside...

Suspecting the return, of its kinds!

It's not an excuse

It's not an excuse,

or I, think of a ruse,

to have me refuse,

your invitation... 

For, I do care,

of moments, we would share,

if we proceed, with our meet,

planning future together. 

It's not an excuse,

when I, give my views,

of not giving proper dues,

to our relation... 

For, I understand, 

You have your demands,

still, we could withstand, 

Test of the time. 

It's not an excuse,

of giving you clues,

to have you choose,

these uncertain paths... 

For, I would strive,

together, we could drive,

this journey of our lives,

promising each other... 

Commitments for a lifetime!

Doomsday clock

It started as a humble clock,

hands for hours, minutes & seconds,

showing time to visiting flocks,

for them to continue the routine.

Yet, the flow suddenly stopped,

it was day, when tragedy struck,

as fire rained, from sky above,

bringing destruction, on the ground. 

Now forgotten, in the broken house,

it lays witness, to this deserted town,

with surroundings of terrifying stillness, 

and enveloped in complete darkness.

For, here no whispers could be heard, 

air being frigid, devoid of moisture,

a world in stasis, without vital signals,

like some exhibits, placed in a museum. 

Showing glimpses of letters & signs, 

when occasional thunder would strike,

clock without hand, only numbers fine,

for doomsday world, frozen in time!

The wall listens

Be careful of what you say,

someone might be listening today, 

learning about secrets and fears,

for, even walls have ears...

They laughed, playfully teased,

sharing their private moments,

oblivious of the statement realized,

when the wall acquired awareness. 

It was built in old times,

been sturdy, seen through lives,

the struggles and pain of masters,

yet, courage and forged convictions. 

They prayed to God, holding hands,

dreaming of future, for their child,

celebrating little moments together,

step by step, climbing ladder of life. 

It had seen the giggles & mischiefs, 

of the scribbles, on its surface,

getting scolded, crying out loud,

while mother washes stains found.

There are also wonderful times,

relatives gathered, praises successes,

hearing the gossips, rumors spread,

in their interactions, conspiracies played. 

Years were spent, seasons changed,

facing adversities, hearing laments,

welcoming members, some partings,

it remained the silent witness.

Then arrived newer generations,

whispering lies, bold proclamations, 

indulge in pleasures, fleeting distractions,

some were stranded, mental confinement. 

And the wall, attended them all,

hoping to provide, needed support,

letting the conversations flow,

keeping them alive, in its memories,

Even if people will go...

Just blend in!

If your heart is at right place,

and the surroundings is warm,

there's no need to separate...

Just blend in! 

If going gets tough, 

there's no escape plan,

don't fight the flow...

Just blend in! 

If you are immature, 

do take time to learn,

and gain the experience...

Just blend in! 

If your dreams are distant,

still away from your grab,

and the path seems long...

Just blend in! 

If you ever reach an impasse,

thoughts unsure, without directions,

then, enjoy moments, as you live...

Just blend in! 

The world is full of mystery,

you don't need to fight everything,

navigate challenges, with a smile...

Just blend in!

There's a story conveyed

 There's a story conveyed, 

etched in the picture frame,

where souls created memories, 

in the snapshots of moments. 

Listen closely, assessing the image,

look beyond the colorful displays, 

each smile, gestures that's made,

weaves tales, even in the stillness. 

Somewhere we see nervous gaze,

others mischievous, ready to break,

yet the thoughtful acts of elders,

organize them all in single place. 

The forest sings, sun does blaze,

lakes shimmers, in morning haze,

crowds frozen, filling backgrounds, 

as the photo presents a lively stage. 

Still, her eyes catches our attentions, 

pulling us near, with an invisible force, 

encouraging us to accompany her,

and enjoy this adventure together. 

So, there's a story conveyed,

the whispers reach, our mental space,

and heart is escorted to their journey,

through the portals, of picture frame!

Guidance

Seek the counsel, when unsure,

don't stop striving, out of fear,

without the wisdom, of the peers,

an arduous path awaits for you... 

Guidance... 

It gives us insights,

opening path, for a better life,

diversifying options, enhancing potentials,

when we take suggestions and advice. 

From childhood, we have learned,

from our parents and education,

with digital techs, bringing information, 

letting us explore, widen our visions. 

Yet, our heart does swing,

to various features & disciplines,

these choices, could be confusing,

being wary, of taking chances. 

So, we would need clarity, 

taking cues, from wiser entities, 

providing directions, clearing obstructions, 

helping us reach, our destinations.

The mysterious suitcase

A train station old, 

decrepit and run-down,

few would visit,

these deserted grounds,

Yet, here in cloak room, 

lies a suitcase brand new,

no one know it's origin,

and how it had arrived. 

It was placed before dawn,

after the last train was gone,

when the staff discovered, 

surprise appearance of luggage. 

The station master announced,

checked for address, but not found,

instructed attendees to break keys,

after being left for weeks. 

With a long struggle, they unlocked,

surprised to see unaccounted cash,

with letters and photos in envelopes, 

addressed to the train station. 

"This was my favorite place to visit,

when I was young, an innocent kid,

it pain my heart now, when I see,

the fall of once beautiful scenery." 

The station master was puzzled,

opened the photos from the envelope,

each carry old pictures of the site,

with various shops, bench and trees.

"The money here, my humble offering,

kindly repair and restore the settings, 

so, the townsfolk could also revisit,

the memories attached with it." 

The mystery was solved,

yet, the owner inscrutable,

but everyone is pleased,

caring for their treasured station...

With renewed spirits! 

Remembrance

It doesn't need ceremonies,

to keep someone in memories, 

yet, we devote certain days,

for honoring their presence...

A legacy, to be treasured. 

Remembrance... 

Enshrined in our hearts,

were the lesson, they impart,

through words or their actions,

inspiring many, across generations. 

Be it an individual, or the states,

we assigned days, to celebrate,

to refresh our mind, and spread,

messages, others might forget. 

And, we invoke, their name,

call the people, to relive moments, 

recognize the role, and appreciate,

follow examples, they have set. 

Remembrance... 

It's an act of giving respect,

connecting to values, they presented,

or just taking moments to reflect,

as we remember, their essence!

 

With no motivation

Mind want to rest,

yet heart, seeks a quest,

in the humdrum of life,

there's not much content... 

When nothing changes,

or inspiration comes our way,

becoming apathetic to invest,

putting efforts, take mental stress. 

Curious are we beings,

being influenced by other's work,

and our own commitments, 

to sustain creative endeavors. 

For, we seldom have epiphanies, 

deep awareness of life's journey, 

mostly we swim, on the surface,

struggling to stay afloat. 

Yet, we strive, to make it click, 

hoping our will, won't go weak,

falling to distractions, & obligations, 

losing the passion or our will. 

For, it blanks brain, obscuring sights,

making hands to shake, with fright,

as we try, to keep drive alive...

With no motivation!

Dear Lakshmi

Not a scar, but mark of ancestors, 

etched in her arms, with dimensions,

piqued interests of suspicious kinds,

so she hides, from the snooping eyes.

Dear Lakshmi, you are special one,

our only hope to reach destination, 

which had remain, an elusive goal,

that we sought, across generations. 

She was loved, cherished for long,

yet, given the task, walk on embers,

for, her blood carries the memories, 

that will bring, both despair & glory. 

Dear Lakshmi, learn the techniques, 

coming handy, at the time of need,

giving protection from potential dangers,

and insights, to overcome challenges. 

Whenever she felt distraught from failures, 

she touched veins formed over her skin,

feeling the outlines, created mental image,

giving her motivation, to renew efforts. 

Dear Lakshmi, path you have undertaken, 

filled with uncertainties, but never falter,

you will find help from unlikely corners, 

universe has chosen, you as successor. 

So she walks, for the dream she had,

a divine purpose, followed with passion,

traversing continents, oceans and grounds, 

finally discovered, the gate to unknown... 

Dear Lakshmi, you are our savior,

now the souls of ancestors rest,

you have made us happy & proud,

when your feet, walked on blessed earth!

What the clockmaker knew

Once prominent, an important site,

now forgotten, having lost its light,

as travelers said in their memoir,

having seen a town so rare...

The roads fork, away from trodden path,

filled with obstacles, few dare to embark,

only the curious, and adventurous folks,

chose to investigate, explore it whole. 

As they entered, they encountered,

a broken gate and warning letters,

the old houses with weathered bricks,

surrounded by dense overgrown gardens.

The cobblestone road, perfect for stroll, 

yet, dark streets, demanded patrols, 

and when one reaches, central square,

there stood a grand clock tower. 

With time stopped, mechanism lost,

they searched for learned inhabitants, 

finding some, in the deserted alleys,

they seek answers, to budding questions.

Those resident declines, with puzzling look, 

signal to direction, where a statue stood,

"we are drifters, he was always present,

ask your queries, when clockmaker talks" 

They went to the statue placed,

where man lies, in state of neglect,

"Hello friend, are you the local,

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

The man shook, opened his eyes,

whispered words, in weary voice,

"Don't seek the history of despair,

your soul will weep, heart be scarred". 

And they return, without explanations,

for, an eerie atmosphere spread...

Over the clockmaker silence. 

Why did it change?

Why did it change?

Chasing the shorter ends,

than walking long paths,

to reach our destination. 

Enjoy the journey, they say...

But what truly brought us joy,

was it leisure, or the luxuries, 

finding ways to attain both,

without facing challenges? 

Money was the driving factor,

but earlier, visions were different,

family, community and nation,

took precedence over individual concerns,

influencing choices and decisions. 

The society was more rigid,

now we are open, expressing freely,

learning new things, making opinions,

having assess to diverse perspectives, 

inspiring dreams, within our mind. 

We should have matured & grown,

soaking up, the prevalent information, 

evolving ourselves, making progressions, 

strengthening hearts, and our relations,

to reach the pinnacle of lifestyle. 

Then, why did it change?

Disillusioned, becoming secluded, 

increasing incidences of conflicts,

building barriers, breaking families...

Only leaving emptiness!

Listen to my voice

Days and night, I think about you,

in joy and sorrow, I crave you,

and in my dreams, I imagine you,

being together, spending moments,

hand in hand, touching shoulders... 

Like the mountains, my strong devotion,

like waves of seas, my intense emotion,

and as pristine lakes, my deep affection, 

have the desires, stirring passion's fire, 

yet it cares, for us to share... 

And I would sing slowly,

whispers when I am lonely,

for you to listen, and come... 

Day and night, I reminisce you,

in joy and sorrow, I miss you,

while in dreams, I fantasize you,

embracing each other, as a lover,

lost in our world, getting closer... 

These are voices, my heart's choices, 

tender feelings, ignoring the noises,

for you, my dear love...

Nefelibata

 We are the cloud walkers,

drifting slowly, in our world,

ignoring rules, of social convention,

that demands conformity, in our actions. 

Nefelibata... 

Let me spread the wings,

immersing into my imagination, 

nurturing a unique sense,

of coloring life, with my perceptions. 

Some say, I am lazy bum,

a bit aloof, the eccentric one,

unavailable to carry out biddings,

breaking the flow, and vibrations. 

Being frowned upon by the masses,

we remain untouched, from realities, 

some do appreciate our thoughts,

after realizing, our creative approach. 

Nefelibata... 

Very few people were celebrated,

most others blamed, or abandoned,

for, we were considered unnecessary, 

to become cogs, of the machines...

Contributing to our society!

They didn't speak of miracles

 They didn't speak of miracles,

just a man performing duties, 

following path of righteousness, 

respecting loved one's wishes, 

sacrificing self for other's happiness. 

Being loved and admired by masses,

didn't fuel his ego or arrogance, 

treating every person as equals,

in his exile, facing various hardships,

banished from his beloved nation.

Voluntarily relinquished the throne,

still, their relationship was strong,

building friendships and connections, 

while saving unfortunate beings,

with genuine care and concerns. 

They never speak of miracles, 

but a tale of upholding principles, 

even treating enemy with courtesy, 

keeping alliances which were lasting,

leaving behind lasting legacies. 

And so, this Dussehra,

let us remember his journey,

a path of protecting dharma,

under the guidance of lord Rama,

demolishing evils of Ravana...

Not as figures, but personification,

of virtues and qualities.

Durga Puja Pandals

 It can become tiring,

sometimes be scary,

to swept along surging crowds,

ringing ears with deafening sounds,

when we visit the fairs,

accompanying the pandals, 

for Maa Durga festivals.

The traffics can be taxing,

horns are pretty annoying, 

precious times being lost,

in search for good parking,

in the vicinity of the locations,

for having limited walking,

and early departure. 

The explosions of stimulants, 

grab attention of visiting persons,

devotees throng for the glimpses,

while others were for enjoyment, 

children for games & refreshments,

families gather to have outings,

each enjoying festivals in their ways.

Everyone involved in pleased,

having immersive experiences, 

from the artists who crafted,

involvement of Puja committees, 

building on themes, issues or concepts,

acting as visual treat, for us audiences,

and business flourishes, of various sections.

Power of suggestions

Being subtle, in the signals,

or requiring direct approvals, 

we were swayed, with their words,

as they persuade, unsuspecting hearts... 

Power of suggestions... 

Been used since ancient times,

to attain positions, dominate minds,

implanting ideas, forcing opinions,

when presented, with convictions...

Building narratives around it. 

Influencing naive or motivated hearts,

with personal beliefs, deeply impacts,

making followers out of the masses,

using charisma, for distorting patches...

Of intelligence, dealing with reasoning. 

And they work, on subconscious level,

changing our thoughts and perceptions, 

influencing choices, making decisions,

shaping our behaviors and character...

Into someone else's vision. 

Power of suggestions... 

We gravitate towards social constructs, 

childhood upbringings, to peer pressures,

but now, with advent of social media,

could we truly be free from implications...

And have our uniqueness preserved?

Some celebrations need people

Some celebrations need people,

coming together for the ceremonies, 

either have it planned in advance, 

or impromptu, spontaneous act,

yet, with cheerful heart. 

There are special days,

we observe in the private,

commemorating events,

with only close relations, 

bonding over moments. 

Yet, circumstances changes,

or the monotony would make,

affecting the emotional sides,

fueling our fears or pride,

to request any functions. 

And days become bland,

not ready to withstand, 

sparks of excitements,

when hearts not aligned, 

to spirit of enjoyment. 

Some celebrations need people,

bringing the enthusiasm back,

waking our sleeping mind,

with motivation it needs,

to participate in groups... 

Be it parties or observance!

When things went wrong

People meet, connections made,

forging bonds, with trust & commitments, 

relationships built, standing test of time,

sharing moments and creating memories. 

The atmosphere were cordial and relaxed, 

spending days playing, with chit-chats,

greet & meet, putting aside differences, 

holidays spent, participating in events. 

And, we get acclimatized, 

unaware of changing times,

priorities shifts, opinions clashes,

weathering storms of disappointments. 

Cracks appears on the piers,

standing on the shaky grounds, 

the deck once supported traffic,

now weakened, waiting to collapse. 

Yet, we walked, believing the words,

keeping faith, becoming complacent, 

putting pressures, through our actions,

or being gullible, to discover deception... 

Getting shocked, of an abrupt end,

to our journey, a future promised,

and lament, when things went wrong,

watching the bridge, burning down!

Diagnostic labs

In this world of competitions,

everyone strives to be the best,

setting targets, making promises,

investing dreams, in people's illnesses.

They are doing honorable work,

providing clarity, dispelling doubts, 

giving directions, to the clinicians,

assisting in the path of treatments. 

Diagnostic labs... 

They are the backbones,

of modern healthcare systems,

with array of chemicals & instruments,

supporting the methods of investigations. 

Yet, they are a costly affair,

facing challenges of market demands,

many lose this race against tide,

falling victims to cheaper alternatives. 

And the ones, who would rise,

consolidating volumes, after many tries,

prioritizing quantities over qualities, 

to meet demands, in limited times.

Still, there are few, passionate ones,

providing service, bearing the costs,

while others, using marketing policies, 

to gather clients, with attractive discounts. 

Diagnostic labs... 

And I wonder the cause,

of us losing its true importance,

in the quest of surviving or expand,

they might compromise quality...

For winning customer feedback! 

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

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

So we drive

The roads are narrow,

while some were wide,

having enough time,

or things were tight...

To face some urgencies,

living leisurely lifestyles, 

rushing in our thoughts,

So we drive... 

For our daily commutes,

having some special visits,

to the familiar places,

or regions unexplored.

Relying on our instincts,

or following map online,

we discover uncharted paths,

As we drive... 

For showcasing our talent,

the beauty of owned bike,

taking out polished vehicles,

promoting beauty & style.

And, we don't need directives, 

being lost, feels like an adventure,

when we experience, the joy of ride,

finding the bliss, so we drive...

Leverage

It's about leverage, my friend,

if you have skin in the game,

be more sensitive to the change,

the shift, in the power dynamics. 

When it streams, playing the tunes,

spinning away, wheel of fortune,

once adorned in hands of nobles, 

now within, reach of commons. 

It's about leverage, my friend,

which decides, course of action, 

but requires, controlled directions, 

for proper functioning of transactions. 

Not many have enough maturity, 

to handle the power bestowed, 

understanding the rules of play,

for achieving proper outcome. 

It's about leverage, my friend,

that dazzles ones with advantage, 

yet, be wary of the repercussions, 

there are dangers, lurking in shadows. 

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

but having limits, to capacities,

someone has to pay the price,

for every pressure we add...

On the leverage!

In my reflections

In my reflections, I learned, 

inherited nature and desires,

accompanying my reasons,

to justify certain actions...

Yet, they involve misconceptions, 

inconsistencies in my observations,

filtering through preconceived notions,

and affecting my perceptions... 

In my reflections, I learned,

there's more to introspection, 

putting ideas, through examinations,

rather than relying on intuition. 

For, I am a simple individual,

looking through familiar lenses,

creating opinions about the world,

that's incomplete, forever changing... 

In my reflections, I learned,

there's a world, waiting to be seen,

each having their own perspectives,

some being wiser, than I ever be.

So, let's be flexible, more welcoming,

being vigilant, of ingrained tendencies,

nurture goodwill, love for everything, 

and the world will reciprocate...

Come tomorrow

The table laden with files,

while chair empty on the sides,

and people wait in the lines,

getting impatient, standing outside.

A common view,

that we would rue,

facing Govt. offices,

for getting our due... 

Come tomorrow... 

No matter the wait,

there's always a new date,

till we find connections, 

warming hands, under the surface.

It was a tale of those times,

before advent of internet sites,

when paperworks precedes, 

affecting our working speed. 

Come tomorrow... 

Someday were holidays,

others leave or vacations,

sometimes it was tea break,

or an important call to attend.

Powerless, feeling frustrations,

yet, there's lack of options,

learning the art of patience, 

masking smile, on angry face. 

Come tomorrow... 

There might be reasons,

and employees, overburdened,

yet, with glaring inefficiencies, 

that were inciting our reactions.

And we would seek accountability, 

streamline processes & proficiency, 

giving respect to effort and time,

without making excuses. 

P.S :

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

Happy Navratri

The auspicious month begins, 

as we invoke grace of divinity,

in worships and celebrations,

dancing in joy, bowing with devotion,

to mother goddess Durga,

an embodiment of feminine power,

omnipresent in our existence. 

The victory of good over evil,

had always been the central theme,

as glory of Mahisasurmardini,

infuses, strength and wisdom,

in the path of righteousness, 

finding blessings & protection, 

of our divine mother.

These nine days, we welcome,

Devi arrives in different forms,

with symbolism, in representation, 

of her journey, towards realization, 

sharing knowledge, through manifestations,

as we inculcate virtues with devotion,

performing rituals, chanting for invocation.

Navratri...

May this festival dedicated to goddess Durga,

fill our lives with joy, wisdom and happiness, 

when we purify our mind and body,

while following our traditions & duties, 

dancing & singing, Garba or Dandiya Raas,

having gatherings and visiting pandals,

and worship in homes, with feasts or fasting!

Cheerleaders

This world can be a dreary place,

making us bored, feeling depressed, 

with uncertainties, fear may loom,

bringing pain, spreading the gloom.

When doubt creeps, spirit is low,

heart needs directions, words of wisdom, 

uplifting psyche, motivating our mind, 

to keep striving, facing the challenges. 

Cheerleaders... 

We all need someone in life,

encouraging us in dark times,

when enthusiasm, facing decline, 

as our setbacks, keep us confined.

Their words inspire, ignite the flames,

opening the doors, to dream again,

with gentle nudge, or forceful voice,

pushing us to reach, go beyond limits. 

So, let us appreciate their presence, 

cheering hearts, illuminate our essence, 

their love and trust, power our spirits,

to endure failures, rise again & again... 

With each call, of our cheerleaders!

So, what makes the crime stay

So, what makes the crimes stay,

invade our mind, in perverse way,

rising with intensity, in recent years,

affecting all ages, class and genders... 

Is it a sign of social fragmentation,

leading to incompetency or corruptions,

affecting adversely, our mental faculties, 

inciting violence, promoting enmity. 

Or impact of mental conditioning, 

having errors, in ways of learnings,

adding fault lines, within upbringings, 

causing damages, on values or morality. 

We were not strangers to crime,

evil does lurk, hidden in shadows,

being spontaneous, disease of mind,

or used by state, as institutional policies. 

Still, we have seen examples set

under various style of governments,

some were strict, being authoritative,

while others, liberal and supportive. 

So, what makes the crime stay,

free from fears, of consequences, 

or instilled values, of mutual respect,

without directions, the chaos descends...

Urges...

In these evening, you were there,

looking ravishing, in sexy attires, 

your perfumes, spreading like fire,

inciting heart, burning with desire... 

Urges... 

Emotions in flame,

toyed by the seduction, 

calling for your name,

closer, much closer,

tracing those figures,

extending my arms,

to reach your place. 

My senses heightened, 

relishing these moments,

in whispers and moans,

and a passionate embrace,

diving, immersing deeper,

soaking in fluids of affection,

body collides, rhythmic motion. 

Urges... 

I am tripping, drunken in love,

is it a reality, or just an illusion, 

accompanying me, in my cravings,

are you, a figment of my imagination?

Seagrass meadows

A vibrant world lays,

painted a shimmering haze,

where sunlight filters through, 

beneath the submerged seagrass... 

And they sway, in rhythmic grace,

welcoming others, under its space, 

as a nursery, for marine creatures, 

offering assistance for their growth. 

They form underwater meadows,

thriving in shallow coastal waters,

roots holding to sandy grounds,

And leaves, spreading across. 

Helping in sustaining our environment, 

by improving clarity, stabilizing sediments,

playing important role in carbon sequestration, 

treating water by filtering out pollutants. 

Still us human, pose the threat,

investing in coastal development,

while overfishing damages ecosystems, 

pollution & climate change put pressures. 

Seagrass meadows...

They promote ocean health,

if we protect these verdant fields,

through sustainable practices,

for them to survive, in changing times. 

It takes efforts, for us to think

It takes effort, for us to think,

have the insights, making it click,

receive answers, to pop up quick,

without support of deceptive tricks. 

For, our brain prefers daily routine,

smooth drive of an active engine,

falling back into the idle state,

with minimum expenditures of energy. 

Yet, us human, were curious being,

explored ways, learned new things,

going against the primal instincts, 

achieve goals, and our dreams. 

Still, we couldn't fight our impulses, 

finding ways to limit investments, 

when we gain, the power of resistance,

rejecting values, that instilled discipline. 

It takes efforts, for us to think,

more so, manifesting their links,

it's our choice, to hone the skills,

or let it go stale, in an indolent mind.

Right besides you

In your presence, world fades,

our eyes met, senses heightens, 

reaching hands, waiting to be held,

conveying my heart, promises made...

That I stay, right besides you. 

Coming closer, for an embrace,

looking at your beautiful face,

sharing concerns of future ahead,

needing answers, with assurance...

That I stand, right besides you. 

In these tender moments we wish, 

spending our life together till eternity, 

side by side, having conversations, 

or just the warmth, of the presence...

That I sit, right besides you. 

There might be many challenges,

having troubles, facing obstacles, 

disappointments causing us distress,

making us insecure, or frustrated...

Still I strive, right besides you. 

In our joy and happiness,

from successes or achievements,

wouldn't let distractions inside,

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

Being devoted, right besides you. 

You will never feel alone,

since you have me as partner,

it's a promise, that I am making,

to never leave, or disappear,

Always return, right besides you.

Belongings

In this world, we have belongings, 

things we inherited from families, 

physical attributes, living condition,

from genetics, to financial situations. 

Our upbringing nourish our minds,

helping us connect with surroundings, 

soaking information, developing identities,

that would present, our inner qualities. 

Belongings... 

It's something we all possess,

thoughts we reveal, some we suppress, 

acting as our needs, others to impress,

for the projection, of our success. 

And it influences, our every action,

either voluntarily or unconscious reaction,

stemmed from desires, and aspirations, 

along with our pride, or compulsions. 

So, the wise ones cautions, 

speaks of wisdom on disconnections, 

to truly be receptive of the blessings,

bestowed by divine upon us... 

Belongings... 

Should we disown, or nurture,

or make excuses, to venture,

for, they too have significance, 

imparting meanings, into our existence.

If we could name

If we could name,

feelings we experience, 

etching them in words,

painting in the canvas,

playing with the notes,

creating an elaborate video,

conveying them in shows,

would we still portray,

magic of that moment...

May be not! 

If we could name,

in languages or vocations, 

channeling our perceptions, 

not a flight of imagination, 

but the genuine recreation,

of the fleeting situations,

extracting them from memories 

and planting them as seeds,

of flowers carrying its fragrance...

May be not! 

If we could name,

it would lose its uniqueness,

that provides us diverse perspectives, 

of visualization & newer objectives,

when we notice, make discoveries, 

from inner world and the peripheries,

letting us observe and appreciate, 

savor the blessings that permeates,

flowing through our consciousness...

May be not!

Repetition

Not the things, that dazzle bright,

rather the ones, with boring sight,

following through our daily routines,

being committed to the schedules...

We open path, to our goals. 

Repetition... 

It's not about competitions, 

when harboring strong ambitions, 

but to understand our positions, 

investing our heart and mind,

bringing our dreams to fruition. 

There are no shortcuts to find,

sometimes it's a steep climb,

facing obstacles, and hurdles,

as our trials and tribulations, 

testing our will & determination. 

And we create our own life

stacking them slowly with time,

behind the facades of smiles, 

there are efforts, as deeds piles, 

providing us return eventually. 

It's no secret, everyone knows,

yet motivations, carried by few,

to not falter, a drive to continue, 

learning from mistakes, while pursue,

With passion, fueling their vision...

Successes lies in repetition!

Woe be me!

Dreams broken, desires unfulfilled, 

all efforts in vain, draining me empty,

no one listens, care for my feelings,

heart in distress, whispering words...

Woe be me! 

Drowning in self-pity, I would cry,

till I gather courage, for another try,

to find success, reach the heights, 

yet, realities, would make me sigh...

Woe be me! 

Misfortunes follows, wherever I stay,

like the dark clouds, in a sunny day,

mysterious forces, acting against me,

weakening my resolve, to remain free...

Woe be me! 

With apprehensions, my anxious mind,

makes mistakes, while falling behind,

in carrying out works, missing deadlines,

changing circumstances, forcing me lie...

Woe be me! 

Every challenge, hardships of life,

made me complain, of troubles I find,

as negative thoughts, controlling my mind,

oblivious of chances, blessings of divine...

And I keep saying, woe be me!

Yutori

A conscious action, of slowing down,

letting us savor, world that surrounds,

nothing can rush, our desired pace,

when we observe, without goals to set. 

Yutori...

A beautiful concept, 

of valuing personal space,

spending some moments,

in harmony with nature. 

For, the stresses burden,

draining mentally & physically,

and heart seeks escapes,

to more tranquil environment. 

Yutori...

It's a room to breathe,

rejuvenating weary soul,

when we nurture this habit,

in personal & professional living. 

So, let us incorporate this feeling, 

creating atmosphere that's relaxing,

being flexible in sparing time,

for individual interests... 

That brings peace & joy in hearts!

Burble

The running stream, gently whispers, 

like a lullaby, for sensitive listeners,

in their soft bubbly, gurgling sounds,

there's mysterious calm we found... 

Burble... 

These continuing flow,

of running water over rocks,

or trickling down the surface,

creating a harmonious noise. 

Becoming attuned, to its rhythmic beats,

we keep nature's notes, playing on repeat, 

visiting waterfalls and running streams,

hearing raindrops, do bring us bliss. 

The world fades, senses softly sigh,

and our worries, slowly washes away,

when we follow, these tranquil shows,

letting pink noise, soothing our nerves. 

Burble... 

It might be our primal instincts, 

as these sounds, evoke deep feelings,

and we return, to our resting state,

savoring blessings, of acoustic effects!

Content we see

It's the content, that we see,

having influences guaranteed, 

piqued interests with curiosity, 

gradually changing our perspectives. 

A vicious cycle, it may be,

even addicted, to some degree,

using ways to grab attentions,

ending up collecting the debris. 

It's the content, that we see,

affecting health, and relationships,

either ignite or break our spirits,

showing glimpses of unattainable dreams. 

And we seek, stimulants unforeseen, 

for surge of emotions, Dopamine high,

ignoring warnings, well-wishers pleas,

filling our voids, of unpleasant realities. 

It's the content, that we see,

yet, there's option, of being free,

depending on intentions and maturity,

not fall victim, to impulsive activities. 

For, we all have unique taste,

while browsing various genres,

choosing medium of entertainment, 

with moderation, being the key.

Segregation

 We were happy, in limited resources, 

then what changed, creating differences,

was it sign of our growing affluence, 

or symptoms, of unsolved grievances? 

Segregation... 

It's something that separates,

bringing divides, among associates,

sowing seeds of pride and envy,

inciting us to pursue higher place. 

Together in rewards and punishments, 

build companionship, difficult to break,

yet, advent of corruption, had its effects, 

rise of undeserving, brewing discontent. 

So, it becomes a constant chain,

of acquisitions & flaunting riches, 

harboring detest & disdain of ordinary,

while engaging, in games of pretence. 

So, don't blame, this blind chase,

when society, pursue the same,

devaluing principles, for a facade, 

losing integrity, in the process.

Could we ever comprehend

Could we ever, comprehend the notion,

of the constituents, of universal existence,

elements microscopic to macro levels,

that interferes, or propels our subsistence... 

We make hypothesis, build belief systems,

investing in the research or preparations, 

yet, none have unraveled the mysteries, 

that dwells, at the very bottom. 

We have simplified, higher consciousness,

only a few could reach, have an experience, 

projecting their versions, touching our hearts, 

to open minds, with heightened awareness. 

While advancements of the science, 

enlighten us with quantum mechanics,

with experimentation on various theories,

establishing, the fundamentals of life. 

Still, the answers are vague, uncertain, 

where this mystery had only deepened,

exploring ideas on matters and energy,

which are both perpetual & ephemeral. 

And I wonder, could we ever comprehend, 

when our thoughts, are very much limited,

in the dimensions, of human perceptions,

to find resonance, with vibrations of cosmos... 

Interpreting it in scientific theories,

or something metaphysical!

It's a good thing, to not think

It's a good thing, to not think,

just observe silently, subtly notice,

being unconcerned or worried,

of events, or the happenings. 

Thoughts... 

They sprout constantly,

like bubbles, in our mind,

and keeps us occupied, 

from morning to evenings. 

It would have started,

even before we wake up,

in the dreams of nights,

where it analyzes or fantasize. 

Sometimes we do wonder,

if it could ever turn off,

these persistent noises,

occupying our conscious time. 

Still, there are moments,

we could feel the stillness,

when our mind becomes,

empty like blank canvas. 

We panic, losing an inner voice,

unaware, of blessings in disguise, 

for, in that pause, we are free,

to receive life, unfiltered glee. 

And we realize...

It's a good thing, to not think!

I wondered, eating fruits

I wondered, eating fruits,

how effectively we have used,

even exploited plant's strategies, 

to fulfill our personal needs. 

For, these fruits, seem foolish,

with ample flesh, minimal seeds,

missing the purpose, in the deed,

for the propagation, of their species. 

We know process, and its benefits, 

using wildlifes, further their interests, 

attracting pollination, and animal feeds,

rewarding nutrients, for dispersing seeds. 

Still, us human, took advantages, 

using variations, promoting infertility, 

like polyploidy and parthenocarpy,

in selective breeding & genetic engineering. 

And, it comes with negative consequences, 

reducing genetic diversity, furthering dependence,

becoming vulnerable to pests and diseases,

risking their survival, for our conveniences. 

A heart awaits

Wrapped within a cloak of dispassion,

a heart awaits, to feel the sensations, 

thawing the freeze, heating surface,

with gentle touch, and tender caress. 

A yearning soul, being confined,

away from reach, of warm sunshine,

opening windows, peaking outside,

dreaming to soar, over the skies. 

Yet, the memories, comes to bite,

of irrational fears, shutting people out,

building walls, locking the doors,

anxious thoughts, controlling the mind. 

For, experiences weren't pleasurable, 

most attempts, leading to failures,

disheartened, being wary of demands,

fearing the loss, of something precious. 

So, now it remains, away from stage,

with wishful thinking, & lingering ache,

listening to winds, carrying the message,

hoping for miracles, of seasons change. 

Till then... A heart awaits!

Empty lies

Falsehoods, that deceived our eyes,

with conviction, they never shied, 

breaking trusts, no doubts arise,

when they circulate, empty lies... 

For, it lacked substance,

while having no real basis,

misleading ones who listen,

without scrutiny, or investigations. 

Fueled by an evil mind,

promoted by a corrupt design,

where innocents were exploited, 

taking advantage of their meekness. 

Yet, a wise person can ascertain, 

being sensible, not to fell victim,

reprimanded for the faulty actions,

stopping spark, before turning fire. 

But, when people turn a blind eyes,

even profiting, by becoming allies,

silencing truth, muffling its cries,

we bolster, these hollow voices. 

Empty lies... 

It's a path, that would divide,

where honesty, aren't prized,

with betrayals, would compromise, 

shattering hopes, for individual pride!

Losing hope

There's light, at end of the tunnel,

What if, it becomes an endless channel,

Would you keep walking, or change directions,

blaming the path, or find solutions? 

It's a choice, you have to make,

bear the outcome, even if it breaks,

your heart, into a thousand pieces,

by following instincts, your inner voice. 

Life is hard, it demands sacrifices,

so never regret, missed opportunities, 

since you pondered, deliberated options,

arrived at answers, without influences. 

Still, keep an open mind,

not let emotions, go overdrive,

when you reflect, feeling the ache,

craving presence, of desired success. 

For, it can be the signs,

renew effort, for another try,

finding new routes, at better time,

achieving goals, reach the sky... 

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

Children mischiefs

Children mischiefs, they are sweet,

making us smiles, a lovely treat

the innocent acts, capricious feet,

being impulsive, with their curiosity. 

Trying to grab, feel the things,

mouth them, or had a pinch,

experience with their senses, 

learning about their surroundings. 

Still, they need monitoring, 

keep from away, from dangers,

encourage acts, with surveillance, 

as they gain skills & confidence. 

Yet, we sometimes forget,

teaching them manners & respect,

creating boundaries, in interactions, 

with the persons or natural world. 

For, they don’t understand the gravity,

of harm committed, under their capacity,

to lesser lives, weak & fragile,

being vulnerable, to their playfulness. 

Children mischiefs... 

Let them remain sweet,

and not become misbehavior, 

turning into something evil,

for us, or the environment. 

Give credit, where it's due

Give credit, where it's due,

have space, for other's view,

an open communication guides,

when we need sincere review. 

For, it's not in the domination,

wisdom lies in the reflections,

between minds, having conversations, 

not our pride, making opinions. 

Children quarrel over belongings, 

adult are responsible, allow sharing, 

there's imperfections & shortcomings, 

but amicable solutions, are receptive. 

Unless, you have vested intentions, 

stopping from making concessions, 

playing game, of holding possession, 

having control, over the narrations. 

But remember, it has consequence, 

there's a limit, in faking confidence, 

your actions, have grave repercussions, 

depending on your power and positions! 

So, give credit, where it's due,

if your purpose, are genuine,

with goodwill, for your surrounding, 

nurture respect, empathy and compassion. 

Do we hear them snap

Do we hear them snap,

Crack,

cRack,

  crAck,

    craCk,

      cracK,

formed in social fabrics,

as relationships crashed...

Slowly, steadily, falling apart,

as each day, we would depart,

from values, which we inherited, 

once treasured, in our hearts! 

Did we let fissures develop,

with gloom, slowly envelop,

affecting economy, and relations,

making it difficult, maintain status quos...

And it hampers, future prospects,

facing extortion, in every aspect,

putting pressures in our lives,

mentally, socially, financially...

Till we surrender or escape! 

Can we hear, the bubbling rage,

Drop,

dRop,

   drOp,

     droP,

ready to burst open,

like an incoming storm,

taking away the stability,

a false sense of control...

Random incidents having pattern,

flowing towards specific direction,

breaking rules and regulations, 

bringing chaos, destroying harmony. 

Could we see the signs,

of moral, and ethical decline,

out of greed, hatred, lust or pride,

desperations, thinning the line...

For, we witness, a rise in crimes,

people disillusioned, with their lives,

humanity suffers, slowly resigns,

as we rebel, against nature's design!

Insurance

Insurance... 

It's a safety net,

that help us prevent,

any untoward events, 

leading us into despair. 

For, life is uncertain, 

a journey of twists and turns,

we have to weather the storms,

facing hardships, difficult challenges. 

So, we seek protection, 

investing in precautions, 

mitigating risks and concerns,

safeguarding personal interests. 

And it gives us assurance,

from small price, paid in advance, 

instilling confidence, we could embark,

in life's journey, with peace in heart. 

Insurance... 

It's a wonderful concept,

if the terms were transparent, 

letting us contribute our share,

without any guilt or regrets. 

Of providing assistance,

rather than debts!

Dear Lord Ganesha

Dear Lord Ganesha, 

welcome to our hearts,

in our homes, schools, professions, 

as we chant in prayers, your glory,

and wish, for divine blessings. 

Buddhi and Siddhi, your consort,

signify the gifts, as devotees forte,

invoking your name, and lessons,

gaining the clarity, with wisdom.

Dear Lord Ganesha,

beloved child of Shiva-Parvati,

first among people & deities, 

please keep your kind gaze,

among us ignorant & inexperienced. 

Vighnaharta, remover of obstacles, 

illuminate our lives with knowledge, 

as we adopt virtues and qualities, 

for attaining successes & prosperity.

Dear Lord Ganesha,

we celebrate your arrival,

with offerings of our devotions,

as fruits, sweets and flowers,

and favorites, Modak & Laddoo.

Let there be joy and smiles,

and teachings, inspiring intelligence, 

we worship, books, pen & workspace,

as embodiment of your presence. 

I have collections, my dear...

I have collections, my dear...

Being made, specially for you,

accumulated over the time, 

from the dreams, I pursued. 

In the phases, of my life,

I brought, following a drive, 

with enthusiasm, and delights,

waiting for a chance to invite. 

I have collections, my dear...

Hidden from the peering eyes,

containing wishes of my hearts,

to share interests, things I love. 

Some forgotten, faded from memories,

others too close, becoming part of me,

seeking an understanding and support, 

from the one, I truly feel connected. 

I have collections, my dear...

Made sacrifices, hold them near,

still, I am concerned, and I fear,

facing rejections, falling in despair... 

When my efforts, were ignored, 

I might suffer, from disappointments, 

losing the very spark, that excites,

when I gathered, for future time.

From my window

From my window,

I watched outside, 

looking at them play,

with broad smile,

So, I let out a sigh... 

Look at them go,

jumping over the road,

playing games on whims,

or holding hands on sides,

enjoying the season's rise... 

The streets are lively,

and food looks delicious, 

those clothes are gorgeous,

oh, some going for adventures, 

travelling to wonderful places... 

They seem so fortunate,

to attain things I desired,

being brave, taking those risks,

experiencing the highs of adrenaline,

without fears, breaking their will! 

From the windows, 

I would watch outside,

grooming self, with a pride,

feeling secure and comfortable, 

in this cage, I built inside... 

And I wondered what I am yearning ?

Economics of relations

Understand the economics,

of relations we have carved,

to be mindful of our ways,

and not fall into the traps,

letting our bond, falling apart! 

For every mistake we make,

all the anger, discontent bred,

spewing poison through throats,

building hatred, in our thoughts,

for the feeling, of being vindicated. 

It might have been justified,

having evidences of the lapses,

while frustrations keeps building,

for, their actions are incorrigible, 

failing to reform, or repent. 

Yet, we might not realize,

they're too small of a price,

to be paid, for the stability,

and peace, of their mind,

for a happy, & healthy relationship. 

So, understand the economics,

have discussions, convey our sides,

but never disrespect, or abuse,

in the promotion, of our cause,

forming fissures, in cordial relations! 

And, we should ask ourselves...

Could we afford that price?

Don't show me dreams

Don't show me dreams,

I have muffled the screams,

of once soaring ambitions,

to reach heights of creation. 

I have relinquished the claim,

on the glittery world of fame,

for, I seek deeper connections,

away from the routine interactions. 

Forgive me, I might be passive,

never too eager, for being decisive,

it would frustrate, sway intentions, 

discouraging efforts, becoming disillusioned. 

I get stubborn, overthinking situations,

just a cynic, wearing the realist mask,

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

seeking the path, of things eternal. 

Don't show me the dreams,

if you aren't committed fully,

after deliberating, pros & cons,

convincing, with your reasons. 

And, I will surrender,

conquered by your assurance,

opening doors of my heart,

allowing the bliss....

Of dreaming again!

Choose your elixir

Pick your poison, they say,

forcing us with difficult choices,

and we comply, ready to abide,

caught between rock & a hard place... 

For, we have missed the boat,

there's nothing left to salvage,

having to go through the motions,

after being boxed into a corner. 

But, I would like to defer,

let these challenges not deter,

as they are blessings in disguise, 

if we could weather the storm. 

Know which way, the wind blows,

and get the show, on the roads,

keep trying, come rain or shines, 

every cloud, has a silver lining. 

So, choose your elixir... 

Put your best foot forward,

and rise, to the occasion, 

to pass with flying colors,

then, sky is the limit!

Nature is resilient

Nature is resilient,

thriving in challenging places,

if they remain untouched,

from human interferences... 

In the deepest of oceans,

to tallest of the mountains,

and extremes of the temperatures,

won't deter their presence. 

We have seen many examples,

in lands remote, being abandoned, 

where vegetations take over,

building their ecosystems. 

Even in the site of disasters,

atmosphere poisoned with chemicals, 

being contaminated with radiations,

killing everyone within the radius. 

Still, species have rebounded,

surviving sickness and mutations,

having developed genetic adaptations, 

evolving through natural selections. 

For, nature is resilient, 

waiting for conductive environment,

where impact of humanity is minimal,

letting biodiversity flourish, for generations. 

An empty chair

An empty chair... 

It still remembers, 

holding your reflections, 

there's voice, in the silence, 

it's not just unconscious projections,

but a deeper connection... 

It speaks of bygone days,

filled with colorful moments, 

spending time in your company, 

listening to countless stories, 

from your treasured collections. 

They say, that spirit dwells,

in such places, and objects,

when there's love so deep,

making our bond transcends, 

the boundaries of realities. 

It might be wishful thinking,

stemmed out of our longings, 

still recovering from the loss,

finding solace, reminiscing close,

tracing fragments of your soul. 

An empty chair... 

It might be few notes,

fading whispers of our world, 

that resonates, and still echoes, 

in chambers, of our heart,

finding your presence...

Even in the absence!

Feeling good

Most of us crave,

streams of positive waves,

flowing through our body,

giving us required energy,

to stay motivated. 

Feeling good... 

What does it need,

to sustain this feeling,

radiating the liveliness, 

promoting our wellbeing? 

For, it's subjective,

some seek it in pleasures,

others, in peace & contentment, 

nurturing gratitude towards life,

and optimism, for our future. 

Feeling good... 

It's a play of neurotransmitters, 

Dopamine, released with the rewards,

Serotonin, regulating mood & sleep,

And Endorphin, with its euphorias. 

While some hormone, like oxytocin,

playing role in our social bondings,

a complex interplay of chemicals,

together influences our emotions! 

Feeling good... 

We can choose our ways,

by caring physical & mental health,

with love & support of our families, 

we could engage in activities,

for emotional regulations. 

To finally achieve...

A state of bliss, feeling good!

Hospitality

A friendly act, welcoming guests,

known ones, to occasional visitors, 

with a smile, offering assistance, 

providing them, a comforting place...

Where hearts felt, warmth of care,

in the embrace, of earnest shares,

creating cozy space, a comfy seat,

with feast served, a delicious treat. 

Hospitality... 

A virtue, that is preferred, 

genuine smile, and kind words,

paying attention, to the needs,

making atmosphere, cordial indeed.

With helping hands, listening ears,

dispelling doubts, calming fears,

we would form, a bond of trust,

in these moments of peace... 

So, let us learn, this noble art,

practice in home, & community space,

creating goodwill, with positive interactions, 

helping us foster, stronger relations...

In hospitality's grace!

Plink

A dripping sound,

falling from the tap,

becomes too annoying, 

it makes us snap.

And we try,

to close our eyes,

plugging the ears,

blocking the noise... 

Yet, its vibrations,

with irregular rhythms,

causing disruptions, 

to our concentration.

And attention strays,

swaying toward noise,

each drop, lowering thresholds, 

forcing us, into frustrations... 

Plink... 

This obnoxious sound,

might not be the culprit,

rather a reminder to problems,

that needed to be fixed.

Is it the tap, that leaks,

or our brain, being weak,

falling victim to the situation,

losing the sleep, in isolation... 

While others don't mind!

In the heart, where dreams grew

In the heart, where dreams grew,

losing its light, when realities threw,

the setbacks, in unending spirals, 

from which, difficult to recover. 

Losing shine, fading in the backgrounds, 

discouraged, to raise fighting spirit,

for, each step, faces many challenges, 

an inner turmoil, taking its toll. 

Determination wavers, interest changes,

failing in devotion and my commitment, 

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

or I might have lost my patience. 

Tired, too weary of the struggles, 

slowly becoming an object of ridicule,

was it a vain attempt, out of pride,

neglecting sensibilities, without reason? 

And world moves on, too indifferent, 

soul aches, for gentle encouragement, 

an appreciation of effort, in the direction,

yet, leaving me stranded & abandoned. 

In the hearts, where dreams grew,

hope vanished, now shadows looms,

being disillusioned, of colorful world,

breaking away...from promised future!

Beyond the diseases

Everyone wants a healthy life,

devoid of defects, or diseases, 

without the stress and worries, 

of taking care of an ailing body. 

For, it put us difficult situations, 

not enjoying various pleasures,

burdened by the responsibility, 

or fear, of worsening symptoms. 

Personal care or nursing families, 

relations suffers from these maladies,

affecting our emotional well-being,

spilling over to the social gatherings. 

Most sicknesses are self limiting, 

yet, chronic illnesses are debilitating, 

sprouting fear and apprehensions, 

causing sadness and depressions. 

We may face various constraints, 

frustrations arises from limitations, 

gradually stealing peace of mind,

as we withdraw, living in isolation. 

Even minor injuries leaves scar,

impacting heavily on self-image, 

while disruptions of traditional roles,

lowers our confidence & self-esteem. 

So, there's more, than individual loss,

that one deals, in the path of healing,

with anger, guilt, & shame of affliction,

consumes us and our surroundings.

Set up your pace

Set up your pace,

leaving behind the trace,

and drive cautiously,

In this journey, of your life... 

There's no rush,

haste may incur loss,

lie low, if you are slow,

allowing you, to up the tempo...

With experiences. 

Set up your pace,

if you have the choice,

go past, if you are fast,

when you detest, being the last... 

There are steps to follow,

develop skills, you can borrow,

with control over the physical,

be it body or the vehicle...

Navigating through challenges. 

Set up your pace,

keep growing or reset,

let no fear, cripple your thoughts,

or any impulses, blind your eyes... 

For, when you go out,

be respectful and proud!

Bharatvarsha...

Bharatvarsha...

From the south of the Himalayas,

To the north of Indian Ocean,

We were one in hearts,

A beacon to civilizations, 

From east to the west,

being heaven, on the Earth.

Yet, we lost our way,

with domestic turmoils,

and outside invasions,

steering away from path,

both dharma and karma,

being questioned with impunity.

Bharatvarsha...

Facing the exaggerations, 

of favors and abomination,

still, the memories remain,

as soul retains its essence, 

even with constant onslaught,

standing on the foundations...

Of sacrifices!

Bharatvarsha... 

May the cultural heritage reside,

in the minds, becoming globalized, 

as we take these moments of liberty, 

bestowed upon us through generations, 

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

and we have entered, the modern age!

Happy Independence Day 2025

Our perspectives do change

Our perceptions do change,

with the situations we faced,

as our feelings are influenced,

from the realities of our lives 

Festivals and celebrations,

do bring families together,

yet, many among us avoid,

overwhelmed by the gatherings. 

It's becoming a common thing,

people abstaining from meetings,

out of pride or underlying shame,

give reasons, for such behaviors. 

Once we become accomplished, 

being open, confident personality, 

it might not been our problems,

stopping us from enjoy functions. 

Yet, some retain innocent drive,

propelling their curious minds,

expressing with sincere smiles,

unfazed by prevalent conditions. 

Still, our perceptions do change, 

it's part & parcel of our growth,

with expectations & responsibilities, 

interfering with our abilities... 

To appreciate special events. 

Hot springs

When the weather is cold,

my heart wanted to soak in,

immersing in warm water, 

filling bathtub up to the brim... 

And I wonder... 

How great it would be,

plunging in natural reservoirs,

that uses forces of geothermal heat,

warming rock, and water underneath. 

Hot springs... 

Since ancient times,

are blessings to humankind,

being spread across the globe,

creating artificial bath houses,

building hotels surrounding,

to channel the streams,

for the use, of our living. 

From Iceland in the West,

To Onsen of Japan's East,

they were revered for ages,

being celebrated for properties, 

of improving health & wellbeing,

for, they come, with benefits. 

Improving circulation, to pain relief,

skin rejuvenation, to treating disease,

boosting immunity, to stress decrease, 

improving mood, providing better sleep,

there's so much, we could receive,

yet, relaxation, is what most seek! 

Hot springs...

One day I might try,

till then, let me use geyser,

heating up tape water,

filling up this bucket....

For the time being!