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 

Fear of thunder

Thunder, the distant rumble,

loud booms, crashing sudden,

accompanied by bright flashes,

stunning us, make us stumble,

and we run, seeking covers. 

It's not irrational, wanting to escape,

averting risks, of grievous consequences, 

finding shelters, away from open spaces,

and avoid vicinity, of taller structures,

providing conductive path, for electrical discharge. 

Human species may have learned, 

but other animals, have their intuitions, 

instinctively scared, scattering away,

or being vigilant, locating places,

when encountering, signs of lightening. 

Is it evolutionary or learned process,

triggering their fight or flight response, 

apprehensions of unpredictable nature,

with memories, from previous exposures,

creating a sense of helplessness. 

Thunder, it makes us shudder,

push panic button of inexperienced, 

still, it fascinates, evoke interests, 

when we discover, it's true essence...

The sheer magnificence, of the process!

Tree tunnels

There are places, captivates hearts,

of the travelers, crossing the place,

by forming natural architectures,

with surroundings, enhancing effect,

providing wonderful experiences. 

Tree tunnels... 

They are my favorite spots,

wherever I had encountered,

walking or driving on the road,

lined with trees either sides,

forming a canopy overhead. 

A refreshing break from cities,

like being enveloped with greeneries, 

with rows of trunks and branches,

creates unique sense of enclosure,

letting me immerse in nature. 

Shadows dance on the asphalt,

as sunlight filters through leaves, 

while foliage changes with seasons,

blooming flowers, and fruit yields, 

there's something new to relish. 

Tree tunnels... 

It's connection to natural world,

that evoke feeling of nostalgia, 

calming mind, giving us respite,

easing our stressed hearts,

while providing, much needed shade!

Being considerate

You will not lose face,

to give others some space,

understanding their perspectives,

before giving judgments. 

It's a sign of your maturity, 

when we protect their dignity, 

being empathetic to their needs,

while we protect our boundless. 

For, we all deserve respect,

not be insulated for our lack,

so we learn, to become tactful,

avoiding words or actions, that's hurtful. 

But, it not always an easy task,

varies with situations & temperament, 

building understanding takes time,

with our patience, and tolerance. 

So, let's be polite and kind,

raise awareness in our mind,

be respectful of other's sentiments,

when we discover the joy...

Of being considerate. 

Street dog problems

Since ancient times, they were there,

accompanying us, like our shadows,

wandering around human dwellings, 

becoming part of families & communities. 

They didn't ask much in return,

some leftovers, shades in weathers,

paying with their loyalty in return,

sacrificing themselves for our protection. 

But now, they were being blamed,

for the attacks, property damages,

even innocent actions were mistaken,

fearing of harms, or deadly diseases. 

There are statistics, which shows,

sporadic cases of mauling or rabies,

vulnerable of society being targeted,

by rogue packs or aggressive canines. 

Yet, not many delve on circumstances,

while pushing for their blanket bans,

severing sacred connections in this process,

between man and domesticated animal.

It's both cumbersome & cost intensive, 

breaking ecosystems, took years in making,

when solutions, can be more humane,

giving justice to both animals & people. 

So, I hope, good sense prevails,

and we find, amiable resolution.

Don't pester, when I am occupied

Don't pester, when I am occupied,

it won't help, as my attention tied,

and you will receive curt replies,

where the concerns are dismissed. 

For, time is a precious commodity, 

world fights to get control over it,

paying us payment or entertainment, 

to capture our interests as price. 

Our situations may force choices,

to keep working on the projects,

or the hold of dreams or passions,

make us focus, masking distractions. 

Moments pass, while we engage,

as if confined, inside invisible cage,

becoming blind, to our surroundings, 

and deaf to voices of loved ones. 

Don't pester, I may overreact, 

getting annoyed by your acts,

for, I am not mentally available, 

addicted to tasks that's favorable,

To my present thoughts. 

And then, I wonder,

why I was left alone...

Healthy trends

It's becoming a new trend,

of following balanced diet,

for promoting healthy livings, 

using food as foundation. 

Some follow the ancients,

like sattvic or Mediterranean,

while others take to extremes,

of paleo, carnivore or veganism. 

Health research do support,

gluten-free, intermittent fasting,

while more try to embrace,

low-carb or ketogenic diet. 

The general principles are same,

promoting conscious healthy eating,

by emphasize qualities of food,

including sources of essentials. 

For, we have become prone to diseases,

consequences of our harmful lifestyle, 

of taking processed and sugary products,

not necessities, but fulfilling our pleasures. 

Healthy trends... 

They are a welcome change,

but obsession, might bring stress,

people needs vary, food is complex,

so, understanding body is important. 

Middle class dilemmas

Struggling to stay afloat,

relying on fixed wages,

with rising cost of living,

eating away their salaries,

they abandon their dreams,

burdened with responsibilities, 

with inflation adding pressures,

in the era of widening inequalities. 

Middle class dilemmas... 

How could they manage their finances,

with rising rents, and paying mortgages,

while quality education costs more,

looming risks of health conditions,

force them to cut their expenses,

postpone plans for children, 

to protect their savings,

from decreasing. 

Middle class dilemmas... 

They are the voice unheard,

suffer silently society's onslaught,

trying to live in peace & harmony, 

being law-abiding citizen. 

Wishing to get the freedom,

of choosing without concerns. 

Water footprints

They prophesied it would happen,

sooner or later, this world will learn,

facing the dangers, that have begun, 

a consequence, of their actions. 

Water footprints... 

We can see the warning signs,

by measuring these indicators find,

our consumption of fresh water,

throughout entire supply chain. 

Straight from the sources,

groundwater, lakes & rivers,

how we are going to extract,

and utilize, by various clients. 

For, we can only see outcomes,

with dried wells, lakes, channels,

facing droughts and also floods,

onslaught of erratic climates. 

But we never identify the problems,

or willingly try, to turn a blind eye,

for, it would force us to confront,

and take, some difficult decisions. 

Only few are used in households,

even industries, take some toll,

but majority were being exploited,

for the needs of agribusinesses. 

Farming water intensive crops,

From human needs to animal feeds,

everything will end up in the plates,

satiating the appetite, of us consumers. 

Water footprints... 

No matter the planted trees,

water harvesting in the cities,

could reverse the damages done,

in the grounds or skies above. 

UNLESS WE CHANGE OUR FOOD HABITS.

Walking in the midnights

Walking in the midnights,

presented with misty sights,

as fog covers the surroundings, 

creating ethereal ambience. 

I got barefoot, on wet soils, 

blade of grass, slowly coils,

gently brushing the surface,

softly wetting the dried skin. 

Cool breeze strokes my hair,

as moon shines, bright & fare,

stars glitters above my head,

showing path, opening the gates. 

Like portal to another dimensions,

diving into world of imaginations, 

I was guided by mysterious force,

and I followed, letting it course. 

For, here, I was invited guest,

to see things that's cherished, 

yet, forgotten with changing times,

in these secluded, open grounds. 

And it welcomes, only the hearts,

not corrupted by worldly vices, 

displaying the magical spectacles, 

that exists, beyond the boundaries.

Relaxed

In our disposition, lies the path, 

towards the betterment, of our lives,

it's how we perceive & interact,

influences the surrounding world. 

Relaxed, our resting phase,

presents opportunities, if we gaze,

appealing to the potential consumers,

by building trust, in secure ground. 

For, excitements are fleeting, 

their effects diminish, after a peak,

while our comfort, is sustaining, 

when things are in harmony. 

We are attracted, to these qualities, 

getting inspired by their deliveries, 

when someone is filled confidence,

while professing thoughts & beliefs. 

We are nervous, facing unfamiliarity, 

prone to blunder, lose our popularity,

so we don't take the necessary risks,

hiding under the guise of personality 

Relaxed, the secrets we learn,

when we mature, having exposures,

settling our mind, gaining insights, 

achieve successes, in our endeavors... 

While catching people's eyes.

Quarrels

Some interactions are uninvited,

being forced, by facing violations,

of personal space, or social norms,

infringing upon personal boundaries. 

Us, humans, are social beings,

living in groups and communities, 

having mutual respect & understandings,

to live life with complete harmony. 

Disagreements arise with time,

and we discuss, in-between, 

allay concerns, budding discontent,

to prevent escalations, and protests. 

Mostly unintentional, easy to resolve,

yet, problem comes, with deliberate ones,

showing disrespect, provoking emotions, 

by asserting dominance, or by exploitation. 

The weak will fall back silently,

while others confront them strongly,

ensuring clashes of the opinions, 

developing into verbal or physical blows. 

Quarrels... 

These unfortunate turns of events,

triggers anxiety, brings us distress,

eroding trusts, damaging relations,

more than minor inconveniences. 

So, let's avoid falling on traps,

handle maturely, staying calm,

trying to understand other's perspectives,

while firmly protect, personal boundaries. 

Wishing things to end well...

Let your love

Let your love, both cool and burn,

heart of mine, as emotions churned,

nurturing affection, fueling our passion,

a dance of desires and devotion. 

You presence, ease my thoughts,

like a soothing balm, calm the nerves,

providing peace, in my tiring days

you are the home, where I stay. 

Our bond transcends worldly orders,

creating our rules, for finding pleasures,

diving into the depth, of our bondings, 

embracing every needs and cravings. 

You are the goal, my destination, 

path converge towards your location, 

for my dreams, creating the foundation, 

of a future, celebrating our relation. 

Let your love, both cool and burn,

having experiences, when we explore,

enriching spirit, healing my soul,

in this life, we journey together.

Parroting

Parrots, an intelligent bird,

often admired, in natural habitats, 

for vibrant plumage, interesting features,

and a practice, of mimicking our speech.

They are playful, mastering tricks,

as a pet, they are quite entertaining, 

and we forgive, potential drawbacks, 

of noises, mess, destructive activities. 

Parroting... 

It's portrays certain tendencies, 

of people who are prone to repeating, 

someone else's words, like the Parrots, 

without understanding, underlying meanings.

The verbatim reproduction of phrases,

lacks the depth, from genuine investments,

a superficial show of acquired knowledge, 

for showing support or gathering respect. 

Still, there are certain nuances, 

if intentions pure, being apparent,

like the babies who learn sentences, 

or situations, establishing communications. 

So, let's adore these winged creatures, 

for their qualities, and interactions, 

but refrain from following the nature,

use our intellect, than keep parroting!

Partners aren't from dreamland

We have expectations, 

fantasize their disposition,

building up the attributes, 

that suits our aesthetics. 

Yet, realities are disappointing, 

leading to some misgivings, 

forcing us to make choices,

that may stretch boundaries. 

For, partners aren't from dreamland,

those who fulfill your demands,

rather carry flaws and imperfections, 

that may bother your perceptions. 

Everybody has strength & weaknesses, 

having struggles and circumstances, 

still they strive, work on deficiencies,

to build, and provide for loved ones. 

So, do keep this in mind,

when selecting your ideal kind,

values they bring in your life,

and connection, felt with time.

If they bring peace and joy,

understand needs, listen to voice,

while adapting to your vision,

creating a balance, in the union. 

You will realize that...

Partners create the dreamland!

Music keeps bonds alive

There are something that binds,

our heart with threads of life,

when together, or lost in time,

Yet, it keeps our bond alive. 

Music, a strong glue,

when enjoyed with selected few,

sharing interests that connect,

deepening love, which renews,

Each time we listen... 

Friends find the pleasures,

of dancing to beats treasured,

while old people keep records,

to replay, memorable songs,

for experiencing nostalgia... 

The lovers were very fond,

of tunes, that strike the chords,

while in families get-together, 

with melodies as their anthems,

for having wonderful functions... 

The lullabies, from mother's voice,

to the lyrics, that our thoughts enjoy,

while some are more special,

rekindle memories of departed souls,

reminiscing times, they were together.... 

For, in our heart, music thrives,

when we identify, with our lives!

Infatuations

Infatuations,

they don't last,

fleeting excitements,

a momentary spark,

when feelings exchanged,

of dreams vast,

and realities arrives,

like cold bath,

Sometimes refreshing, 

or shock our sense,

washing our plans,

of envisioned life... 

Infatuation,

desires amassed,

gets rude awakening, 

when questions asked,

of having fantasies,

but lacking the depth, 

making deliberations, 

on stark contrasts, 

strengthening convictions, 

or stepping back,

depending on feasibility, 

or personal preferences. 

Lost in translation

There are words, and actions,

that face neglect or reactions, 

seems arbitrary, with exaggerations,

stemmed from miscommunication. 

We might have good intentions, 

falling victim to preconceptions,

when being taken out of context, 

leading to misinterpretations. 

And it starts, with impatient ones,

being impulsive, acting too soon,

ignoring the message conveyed,

listening to respond, not perceive. 

These common tactics being employed,

by the ones, with vested interests, 

still, circumstances could also dictate,

influencing people to make mistakes. 

So, take time to make impression,

with discerning eyes, catch the nuances, 

that in embedded, in creative endeavors, 

in languages, cultures, and explanations... 

To realize the true meaning,

before it's lost in translation!

Children can pester

Children can pester,

no need to muster,

courage in heart,

with bravely enact...

Their ideas! 

It's a game they play,

exploring the surroundings, 

learning through practice, 

building the boundaries, 

along with parents. 

They are most guarded,

under the watchful eyes,

still some were independent, 

those born in the wilds,

to escape the dangers. 

And they encounter obstacles, 

that challenges their limits,

those succeed, get to survive,

while others perish trying,

in survival of the fittest. 

Still, children are vulnerable,

needing the secure environment, 

under other's love and care,

to be unrestricted by the fears,

and satisfy their curiosities. 

Jingoism

Regional chauvinism, 

a problem on the rise,

"us vs them" mentality, 

eroding fabric of society. 

By creating rigid boundaries, 

it promotes hostilities inside,

against perceived foreigners,

who have stolen their rights. 

It starts with fight for identities,

promoted by numerical superiority, 

organizing into groups to protest,

transform into something violent. 

Some were genuine causes,

gradually making them blinded,

with prejudices, seeking privileges, 

while undermining other perspectives. 

Fueling conflicts, and mistrust,

while glorifying personal favorites,

hindering communications, & coexistence,

by dominating regional narratives. 

In this era of globalization, 

we should support mutual respect,

building bridge of understandings,

and promote universal cooperation. 

There's no place...for jingoism!

A mountaineer journey

A youthful heart seek adventures, 

just unending thirst, needs quenching, 

so he planned, procures the gears, 

challenging tall mountains. 

As casual hiking became serious,

getting passionate, deeply involved, 

taking leaves from office works,

got opportunities, traveled the world. 

When friends & families cheered,

while his colleagues would admire,

motivating him to participate events, 

fully devoted, regardless of costs. 

Finally reach the stage of life,

of fulfilling dreams from childhood, 

everything else were just preparations, 

for a chance, of scaling Mount Everest. 

Taking a guide, he began the climb,

once fitness checked, being acclimatized, 

from base camps, to higher grounds, 

taking rests and summit push. 

Reaching peak, he captured the scenes,

imprinted in cameras and memories,

small celebrations, and descent begin,

a dangerous time, as fatigue sets in. 

When euphoria recedes, reality strikes,

his aging body, made him realize,

nausea, headache, acute sickness, 

there's no relief, after inhaling oxygen. 

Guide supported, but he was tired,

with cough & cyanosis, danger rise,

still path treacherous, for help to arrive,

so he was deserted, left to die. 

Guide descends, promises to return,

yet, he knew, his end has come,

as glimpses of life, come into mind,

final accomplishment, brightly shined... 

He watched the vast blue sky,

whispered apologies to his family,

there was no fear, only joy inside,

with a broad smile, closes his eyes.

World apart

World apart....

Your ideas and mine,

still find some affinities,

in interests, work assigned, 

finding the opportunities, 

to have interactions, 

with conversations, 

creating moments, 

and, a spark ignites. 

World apart...

Your dreams aspired, 

still there's commonality, 

while thoughts coincides,

in struggles, and smiles,

bonding over days,

building in nights,

stirring emotions,

as heart intertwine. 

World apart...

Your aesthetics shines,

overshadowing my light,

still you care, being so kind,

letting me out of confines,

opening to the experiences,

growing from assurances,

of your voice that convinces,

and a promise, of togetherness. 

Even if, we are world apart!

Happy Republic Day 2026

Childhood memories,

Of waking up early,

Unfurling flag, singing song,

Feeling proud to belong,

To our great nation...

( Also the Laddu and snacks)

(Watching parade on television)

Happy Republic Day to all Indians. 🇮🇳 

Epics shaped Bharat

We are not mere nation-states,

but have much deeper presence, 

for, the concept of Bharatvarsha, 

had been passed down generations,

engraved in the epics of this land.

It is embedded in our traditions,

boundaries of this subcontinent, 

classified in geographical outlines,

still being united in common practices, 

with rich spiritual & cultural history.

Ramayana and Mahabharata, 

were inseparable part of our lives, 

along with numerous texts & practices,

shaping society & our communities, 

being continued as shared ancestry. 

There's a sense of belonging,

every region has its specialties, 

still woven in common fabrics,

a confluence of diverse thoughts, 

through centuries of interactions.

So, we can never separate ways, 

it is now streaming in our veins,

manifesting in habits or inclinations, 

while some embrace it wholehearted, 

taking pride in our birthplace!

Happy Republic Day!!

When we aspire higher stage

When we aspire higher stage,

nothing ordinary excites our tastes,

seeking the flavors of the finest,

we disregard things that sustains. 

It's natural, following instincts, 

finding security, influences it brings,

yet, we have to grasp our realities, 

losing moments, on dreams unfulfilled. 

Like a pyramid they work,

with hierarchical relationships,

where resources become scarce, 

when we climb higher grounds. 

And it demands a price,

which not many could provide,

unless supported by outside,

with luck, connections & pedigree. 

When we aspire higher stage,

it's not the flight of imagination, 

but sacrifices, with time & intentions, 

help us endure, till our achievements. 

Still, be vigilant, and kind,

not be blinded, by misconceptions...

And humbly accept our situations.

Living a normal life

Living a normal life,

performing tasks of routine kinds,

with indulgence once in a while,

keeping our paths aligned,

Sometimes it's not easy... 

Sudden changes may arrive,

that makes us insecure inside,

gradually stealing peace of mind,

which we can't escape or hide,

and could be frightening. 

It could be minor ailments,

or signs of grave diseases,

starting as irritating symptoms,

discovered to be things serious,

putting stress to the body. 

Even if it's random accidents,

with chance of healing again,

it does scares, cause disturbance, 

letting us pause, and understand, 

fragility of our body. 

Living a normal life,

requires harmony with surroundings,

any misfortunes or hindrances, 

brings into our attention,

we have to remain prepared... 

For, prevention, is better than cure!

Live in the present

Live in the present,

don't worry about the past,

future is still uncertain, 

why lose peace of heart? 

It's a lesson to remember, 

for regulate mood & temper,

affecting interests & relations,

and moments, we treasure. 

Yet, everything has a purpose,

so mindfully observe & discuss,

your past carries many lessons,

and future, provides a vision. 

So, hold them near & close, 

these insights eventually help,

in choosing paths or decisions, 

aligning with values & aspirations. 

Live in the present... 

Keeping your priorities right,

draw lessons from your past,

while reviewing future prospects,

let you understand...

What is truly important in life!

Give them hope

Give them hope,

a scope for future,

to win the hearts,

of alienated people.

Yet, be cautious,

not promote misdeeds,

in the guise of mistakes,

compromising peace of mind. 

Yet, motives resides,

narratives they drive,

wearing mask of normalcy, 

strengthen their kinds.

Be wary, of deceptive tricks 

misusing, gestures of goodwill, 

to betray, corrupting the process,

and further, their nefarious activities. 

Give them hope,

who have trusted your work,

striving for the reconciliation, 

diffusing sparks of opposition.

For, they are making sacrifices,

even if it clashes or antagonizes, 

putting risks on their lives,

of building, a better world... 

For harmonious coexistence!

Surrendering

It's a forbidden word,

to be used in modern discourse, 

indicating something sinister,

going inside people's minds. 

It's the fear that arouse,

evoking memories of troubled past,

a sense of forced servitude, 

that could steal our freedom.

And we would build tall walls,

as years spent gaining grounds,

for the assurance of support, 

something to fall back. 

Still, we feel the emptiness, 

tormenting our mental space,

with yearnings, as heart aches,

for someone, in special place.

Most do find, get experiences, 

building together, something serious,

yet, there are conflicts, ego clashes, 

creating rifts, making bonds fragile. 

Surrendering... 

The path of strengthening relations,

involves making conscious decisions, 

of letting go, our need to control,

while accepting, the natural flow.

Prioritizing connections, not arguments,

expressing feelings, open communication, 

having faith in commitments of companion, 

help us embrace, vulnerabilities in relations.

Ambitame, Naditame, Devitame

" Best of Mothers, Best of Rivers, Best of Goddess "

Cradle of civilizations, 

you were the embodiment,

from once mighty river,

to goddess divine...

Since ancient ages,

you have inspired sages,

bestowing blessings of knowledge, 

upon us devoted souls. 

You flow as enlightened thoughts,

manifesting in art, music & words,

personification of our inner light,

destroying falsehoods and illusions.

Maa Saraswati...

I bow upon your feet,

seeking guidance for achieving dreams,

of attaining wisdoms of this world,

rising above fears and pride.

In your arms, I find directions, 

training mind, intellect, & consciousness, 

let your Veena bring peace & harmony,

and rosaries, show path of meditation. 

Ambitame, Naditame, Devitame...

Om Saraswatyai Namah 🙏 🕉 

© Dr. Manish Rout 

If we could be genial hosts

If we could be genial hosts,

to these avian neighbors, 

providing a place for rest,

and nibbles, for hungry stomachs,

it would be a great help. 

For, they might be struggling, 

dealing with human activities, 

destroying habitats of many,

even feeding grounds missing,

leaving them high and dry. 

If we could be genial hosts,

keeping some water and food,

in different corner of home,

or donate for those who work,

in the noble act of service. 

For, they are silent sufferers, 

without someone to give ears,

protecting their right to survive,

to grow, procreate and thrive,

without human interference. 

If we could be genial hosts,

we will contribute our share,

to build a harmonious coexistence, 

between human and nature,

even if, we occupied everywhere!

Kept as a showcase

Kept as a showcase,

letting crowd browse,

through various categories,

to find the best place,

for catering to their needs.

They have lively demonstrations,

hosting events for the promotions,

presenting specialties & functions, 

marketing products as accessories, 

to provide sustained services. 

People throng in batches, 

trying to touch, poke or caress, 

taking snapshots of exhibits,

disregarding instructions provided,

to satisfy their curious minds.

And I watched with wonder,

diversities of human plunders, 

collections of exotic creatures,

displayed as prized possessions, 

for us visitors, from distant corners. 

Yes, kept as a showcase, 

they were breathing animals,

some were familiar, still rare,

while others from foreign lands,

waiting to be chosen by potential buyers.

P.S. Visited a pet exhibition, 

had great time exploring,

but they seemed distressed, 

being surrounded by onlookers. 

People have different tastes

People have different tastes,

that influences choices made,

in selecting brands or products,

choosing course of purchase. 

It's indeed a competition,

to grab the buyer's attention,

those who could succeed, 

would lead the market. 

Yet, circumstances change,

forcing us to follow trends, 

endure the difficult situations, 

for investments, to pay dividends. 

Even then, failures happens,

hard work, goes down the drain,

forcing us to make decisions,

to continue or shutting business. 

People have different tastes,

it's important to know customers, 

provide them with consistency, 

to win their trust & confidence. 

Those who learn the tricks,

would attain enormous wealth,

while others sustains losses,

and that's part of the game!

I have believed the wisdom

I have believed the wisdom,

transmitted through generations, 

cultivating a sense of gratitude, 

conducting self with inclination, 

of mutual respect and appreciation. 

Yet, realities were disappointing, 

often defies my understanding,

exploiting weaknesses, & misfortunes, 

their each action being calculating,

shattering trusts in the process. 

Naive heart, left with scars,

changing directions or paths,

as doubts seeps in my mind,

became wary of investing in life,

filled with thoughts of optimism. 

And, it activates a vicious cycle, 

as opinions manifests in behaviors, 

adversely affecting my personality, 

letting people cement their beliefs,

alienating me further from society. 

I have believed the wisdom,

of seeing others as our reflections, 

as part of psychological projections, 

but, I encountered grimy mirrors,

losing my identity, following others!

Hyperacusis

When normal sounds, become noisy affairs, 

building our distress, from mild annoyance, 

affecting daily routines, also social interactions,

we have experienced, a hearing disorder. 

Hyperacusis... 

The hyperacute ears,

a rarity among people,

yet, brings them despair, 

impacting general wellbeing. 

For, it heightened sensations, 

of ordinary sounds exposures, 

causing buzzing or tingling,

with fullness of the ears. 

Some have severe headache, 

constant stress increases fatigue, 

affecting alertness & sleep patterns,

leading to seizures, with imbalance. 

It shows signs, when things bother,

making us irritable, more anxious,

developing fear, promoting avoidance,

getting depressed, from social isolation. 

Hyperacusis... 

Many are silent sufferers,

enduring noisy working environments,

straining relationship, friends & family,

facing troubles, from our intolerance. 

** P.S : 

The severity varies, 

people find coping mechanisms,

using earplug or headphones,

might need surgery or medications.

Anagapesis

You were once my world, 

an oasis for suffering soul,

bringing light in my life,

like a blessing from divine.

My affections deep & strong,

planning future, where we belong,

yet, setbacks changed situations,

forming cracks, in our relations. 

Anagapesis... 

Witnessing, our fading love,

wondering where feelings gone,

broken promises, transforming heart,

leaving a void, continuing drought.

There's no anger or any laments,

lingering ache, of disappointments, 

just realizations, the growing detachment, 

from these emotions, thoughts being absent. 

Anagapesis... 

It does concerns,

doubting sentiments, I once yearned,

and I gathered, fragmented memories, 

to rekindle thoughts, & not feel sorry. 

Tell me your insecurities

Tell me your insecurities,

making you uncomfortable inside,

affecting the peace of mind,

since they're one of a kind,

unique to your personality. 

These are thought finding refuge,

exploiting fear, carving new home,

creating cavities, in mental space,

like termites, damaging the wood,

emptying your individuality. 

For, no one is truly immune, 

everyone have battles to fight,

to preserve their value & pride,

they would struggle to confide,

these vulnerable conditions. 

And we fear rejections,

feeding guilty conscience, 

or just feeling deficiencies,

in functioning or accomplishments,

being unworthy of praises. 

Tell me your insecurities, 

and I will patiently listen,

no judgment or opinions,

would be part of our discussions,

rather seeking an understanding. 

And it will help...

I used to live in constant dread

I used to live in constant dread,

of being trapped in incessant rain,

with sudden arrival of bad weather,

soaking my clothes, important files. 

Life can have unfortunate streaks,

so, a cautious person, I have to be

to face storms, and not feel weak,

in my quest, for reaching the peak. 

A level of alertness always helps,

preventing mishaps, restricting damages,

but sometimes, we overestimate risks, 

and exceed the limits of preparedness. 

From specific days to year-round,

my concerns, had become bound,

building walls, avoid other's advice, 

remain secure, in protective guise. 

And, it took me long to realize,

I have opened umbrella in sunlight,

missing the warmth of the rays,

fearing chills of drenched nights.

To plan a city

To plan a city,

we need central committee, 

holding power over bureaucracy, 

to take decisions, without discrepancies. 

For, it needs proper planning,

land requires various scanning,

making files, to clear proposals, 

it's a hassle, delaying the tasks. 

These officials, have limited role,

in letting these details unfold,

while professionals & experts,

build roadmaps, to start their work. 

When lands were provided,

it was expected to bear fruits,

in the development the areas,

which was backward & remote. 

Still, there were risks involved, 

if not made sustainable, future-proof,

when population rises, problems occur,

without solutions, to recover from loss. 

For, human greed knows no bound,

given opportunities, release the hounds,

exploiting resources, breaking the systems,

damaging the path, of continued habitation. 

Kalopsia

We see with filtered vision, 

influenced by our emotions,

even exaggerations were common,

that fuels our delusions. 

Still, it's not a bad thing,

to add spice of optimism,

through our creativity, 

enhancing mundane livings. 

Kalopsia, a beautiful sight... 

That our heart seeks,

every time we sneak, 

our fantasies into logics,

to make it presentable. 

When a mother praise child,

or artist glorified his artwork,

tourists admiring places visited,

describing them enthusiastically.

In the moments, reminiscing past,

we would magnify, nostalgic tastes, 

romanticize people and events, 

which were ordinary & dull. 

Yet, our expectations soars, 

subconsciously add sensationalism, 

in our thoughts, fantasizing world, 

that suits our values & aesthetics.

And it manifests, to outside world,

through writings, pictures or songs,

changing our objective reality,

into something magical...

Through power of imagination!