Once in a blue moon

Been too late, took eons,

bring to surface, happy vision,

when stern look, with deep frowns,

soften a little, showing curves,

your beautiful smile, long overdue.

What is your worries, or concerns,

shackles heart, against the moments, 

which brought joy, cheerful thoughts,

appearing on face, spilling over,

brightening the atmosphere. 

There were compliments, and requests,

of your charms, increasing attractiveness, 

when you display, flaunt your features,

those crinkles in the corners of eyes,

widened cheek, like rounded apple.

You don't realize, how great a sight,

stealing heart, when caught a glimpse, 

an invisible pull, of sincere presence, 

when you radiate, energy that glows,

an expression that connects soul.

But, you seldom gave it a chance,

holding it for ransom, having demands,

when feelings be liberated, unattached, 

you avoided, kept it for last...

Once in a blue moon.

King of fruits, Mangoes!

Come summer season, 

my heart does a tango,

to get my hands on,

some delicious mangos.

I couldn't wait till they ripe,

bring raw ones, for a bite,

little sweet, sour & crunchy,

enhanced by black salt & chillies. 

Oh, I just love the chutneys, 

also the pickles, amba khatta.

exciting the receptors of tongue,

whole experiences is lip-smacking.

When floral aroma reaches nostrils, 

my stomach growls, while salivating,

so I devour them in one sitting,

slurping the content inside.

The big ones are cut into pieces,

served on sides, with main course,

but the best consumed wholly,

squeezing with hand or mouth.

There are so many varieties, 

I seldom keep the counts,

Akhu rasa, Dasheri, Amrapalli, 

even unnamed local ones.

Capturing my heart with flavors,

with juicy and fibrous textures,

the pulp is prized possessions, 

they are indeed, king of fruits!

The third man factor

A mysterious phenomenon, 

encountered during extreme stress,

when survivors & explorers,

feel an unseen presence, 

encouraging, giving guidance.

The third man factor...

It really intrigued my mind, 

to understand underlying cause,

reading or watching accounts,

of those who made it through, 

from life-threatening crisis.

Mountain climbers enduring blizzards, 

stories of shipwreck survivors, 

those lost in deserted lands, 

or traveling alone long distance, 

being exhausted to their limits.

When being vulnerable or in danger,

they could sense another presence,

which could be person or shadow,

accompanying, cheering, even directions, 

until they overcome the predicament.

Researchers have given explanations,

skeptics doubt, even question intentions, 

biological culprit being brain stimulations, 

triggered from sensory deprivations, 

attributing to evolutionary mechanisms. 

The third man factor...

We may never discover the reasons,

physical symptom or spiritual revelations, 

but it's comforting to believe something,

that might help us in precarious situations, 

be it human psyche or metaphysical existence. 

In a bind

In a bind,

I am struggling, 

to make a move,

towards desired directions. 

There are concerns,

but there's no solution, 

an uninformed choice,

doubting intentions.

When principles compromised, 

for the sake of convenience, 

foundations become fragile, 

to sustain it long-term. 

I am aware of limitations, 

stemmed from my perception,

not putting enough trust, 

halting required progression. 

So, I tried to be accommodating, 

to the demands, I am cooperating, 

until it ignored, breached boundaries, 

I had to protest, refuge conditions. 

In a bind,

when situations not provide,

space to convey my wishes, 

while being compelled,

to make early decisions...

End it in a positive note

In our interactions, in our thoughts,

we have conflicts, or have loss,

which influences, guides response,

getting heated, fomenting discord.

We feel guilty, after some time,

or keep ruminating, perceived hurt,

getting angrier, as days progresses, 

poisoning emotions, damaging mood.

It's few episodes, we are complacent, 

when it becomes habit, reducing tolerance, 

pride takes over, concealing insecurities,

frequency & intensity, changing personality.

We give excuses, of unrestricted expressions, 

while in reality, find pleasure in declarations,

unaware how it impacts, our relationships,

as brain learn patterns, for communication.

So, wise ones speak of harmony,

it's not being polite, but being steady,

as these experiences forms memories, 

which we evaluate, and make summary. 

The brain stores intense moments & endings,

favorable impressions drives our optimism,

which motivates, ensures relation continuity,

eventually defines, our mental narratives.

Wagging tails

In animal world,

tail have different roles,

for balance and support,

or mode of sanitation, 

but the mostly utilized,

as way of communication, 

to show their happiness, 

even fears and irritations,

giving others warning signs,

or show of deep affection. 

Wagging tails...

It's so common to see in pets,

to show love and excitements, 

from the dogs wide & sweeping,

to the ducks, rapid side to side,

while cats, gentle & slow waves,

battles and larger mammals,

use tail position for signalling, 

inviting people for some play,

with joy being easily conveyed, 

through the movement of tail.

Wagging tails...

With its display of emotions,

our moments become enjoyable,

creating stage set for games,

building trust with merriment. 

Environment & genetics

Have we wondered about diversities, 

that we see today in our vicinities, 

which took millennia to established, 

from the cradles of ancient humanity.

From braided streams of Africa,

we emerged and reached corners,

through land, rivers and ocean routes,

to develop colonies & settlements.

Yet, the path was never straight, 

we have to adapt and propagate,

passing the traits to our offsprings,

to survive in newer conditions. 

Those who moved to colder regions,

become thick build, for heat retentions, 

while ones living in tropical climates,

have increased melanin & sweat glands.

The ones living in high mountains,

have gene variants for oxygen efficiency, 

while ones living with the seas,

have developed larger spleen.

Our food habits also influence,

milk diet promote lactase persistence,

while agricultural ones amylase gene,

meat heavy diet have efficiency,

in fatty acid oxidation.

So, every race have inherent qualities, 

which were embedded in their genes,

some were strong, some highly immune,

others more healthy, or remain younger.

It's indeed fascinating!

Standing in the queue

Standing in the queue, 

among many of fellow residents, 

waiting for my turn,

to fill the tank with petrol,

as there's artificial scarcity,

for, caution fueling panic buying.

In the crowds, there's chaos,

intense heat adding pressures, 

some shout, some are patient, 

putting blame on the government,

for not helping, doing enough,

to mitigate ongoing crisis. 

And I wonder, how countries fare,

a global turmoil, bearing the brunt, 

increasing taxes, putting restrictions,

and their citizens, silently following,

knowing the efforts, made concessions, 

which had kept the economy stable.

Then I see, such complaining,

feeling of entitlements, even subsides, 

blind to shockwaves, creating the ripple,

playing victims, of unprovoked assault,

when their comfort is compromised,

due to price correction & waiting line.

Aggression in games

It's interesting to observe,

a change in people's behaviors, 

becoming aggressive in games,

who once were polite & courteous.

And we wondered, were they fake,

maintaining facade, while hiding intent,

but in reality, responding to triggers,

which influences biological changes.

The most changes we would see,

in high-tension situations in games,

where they finally win over competition,

releasing surge of dopamine & testosterone. 

For, here, in this temporary world,

there's no fear of social consequences, 

with own set of rules and regulations, 

where dominance won't damage reputation. 

Anything can happen in heat of moment,

when we lose our sense of self-awareness, 

if provided with safer environment, 

we can be released of mental inhibitions. 

So, when you see the aggression,

remember they are performing rituals,

of claiming status, signalling competence, 

a show of power, lacking in real life. 

Provability

Modern theories hinge on provability, 

requiring us to demonstrate hypothesis, 

for making it acceptable to the masses.

One of the major challenges, 

that afflicted ancient systems, 

were to test scientific conceptions. 

For, they had limited in resources,

of equipment & intellectual landscape,

prevented by lack of accessibility.

So, people believed knowledge bestowed, 

by the leaders and respected individuals, 

never to be subjected with scrutiny. 

Carried on the shoulders of visionaries, 

there were fewer proponents for discoveries,

concentrated in specific fields of interest.

Thus, with availability of information, 

drastic changes in education systems,

we have more options and instructions.

So, we experiment with documentation, 

under supervisions & proper guidance,

for us to observe, learn, and confirm. 

Provability...

We may have steered away from intuitions, 

but become practical with clarifications, 

leading our path on right directions. 

Virtuous shrewdness

It's difficult sometimes, 

to manage our relationship,

without navigating through, 

intellectual scrutiny. 

Virtuous shrewdness...

Not cold or manipulative,

situations demands us to be perceptive, 

of underlying reasons or intentions,

when we deepen our connections. 

To see the world as it is,

while standing where we want to be,

being practical, with a conscience, 

we build our trust with clarity.

Our mind scans for inconsistencies, 

structural weaknesses & hidden motives, 

still heart remain open, more welcoming, 

when we have set our boundaries. 

Virtuous shrewdness...

Let us not harbor the guilt,

when we are creating safe environment, 

wearing an armor over vulnerabilities, 

to survive in this complex world,

Protecting relationships...

I don't ask for much

I don't ask for much,

just your undivided attention, 

when we meet, when we talk,

caring deeply my heart.

For, our time is limited,

with priorities shifting, 

every time we lose interests, 

or pursue better alternatives. 

Something are not entertainment, 

might have issues to be addressed,

we harbor misgivings for absence, 

of desired qualities we expected.

There are also insecurities, 

act as barriers against disclosures, 

differences were being emphasized, 

to provide opening for evasion. 

So, I understand uncertainties, 

it takes time to be convinced,

but nothing sustains for long,

if we lack sincerity in involvement.

I don't ask for much, 

still hope you to devote,

be present in conversations, 

receptive of our concerns.

Only then, the path will open...

Vacant

Vacant,

dreams seem distant,

I don't remember, 

when was the last time,

I awakened,

to exuberance...

Wistful, 

gazing through the windows,

reflecting on memories,

buoyant heart slowly receding, 

enclosing itself in a shell, 

of indifference...

Excellence, 

sought in performance, 

being rudely awakened, 

to its fragile existence, 

burdens being shifted, 

on individual liability. 

Adjustments,

weakening resistance, 

fragments of heart's cries 

buried or being abandoned, 

when process feels taxing,

survival gains prominence.

Resigned, 

treading on sacrifices, 

layering with resilience, 

hollow out feelings, 

for better outcomes, 

still being betrayed.

And moments stayed...

Forming patterns!

When I play

When I play,

in tedious days,

there's nothing going,

in my way,

and I find,

something exciting,

for entertainments, 

or as distractions, 

from dull moments. 

When I play,

I find it amusing, 

sometimes nostalgic, 

rush of adrenaline, 

in the adventures,

of this pixel world,

changing platforms,

but spirit remains,

to clear obstacles. 

When I play,

I feel satisfied, 

still there's a guilt, 

of passing time,

being unproductive, 

in my adult lifestyle,

still, I am tempted,

when not occupied, 

there's a charm...

In games, I try!

River wastes

One of the major challenges, 

we face when wastes accumulated,

obstruct channels, clogging drains,

contaminated water polluting sources,

from flowing rivers to the oceans. 

River wastes...

Population grow in fast pace,

municipality & authorities trails,

chasing ever-increasing demands,

with illegal dumping & disposals,

being continuing headaches. 

Earlier administrations showed apathy,

and residents, remained indifferent, 

to the gradual deterioration of habitats,

from careless approach, incompetency,

to preserve our land & wildlifes. 

But now, people have awareness, 

having access to modern technologies,

to segregate, and provide treatment, 

before being distributed to consumers. 

River wastes...

They will create havoc,

if neglected long enough, 

but with right guidance, 

can transform lifestyles,

while protecting ecosystems. 

Challenges of changing demographics

A shocking realization,

an undeniable truth,

some countries facing,

population collapse, 

and with it comes,

difficult choices to be made!

Clash of generations, 

dragging into the fray,

nation that wants to survive,

develop and make progress, 

yet, getting much harder,

for balance to be maintained. 

For, it's really a challenge, 

to address underlying problem,

when managing aging population, 

with fewer children being born,

while resisting immigration, 

needed to solve shrinking workforce.

It's natural to fear changes,

encountering incompatible cultures,

which invade their treasured spaces,

gradually diluting traditional values,

bearing the brunt of the outcomes, 

through encroachments & homogenization. 

So, symptoms seen in sporadic incidences,

as leaders follows prevailing sentiments, 

rise of conservatism in local residents, 

alienation of skilled labor & migrants,

putting pressure on various services,

further damages future prospects. 

Many have shifted to automation, 

increasing retirement age of population, 

encouraging young to become parent,

through incentives & reducing barrier,

while allowing the ones who integrated, 

sincerely promoting grand vision...

Of national identity.

Culmination of efforts

You might feel bound,

to the things that surrounds,

never providing much relief, 

sometimes doubting beliefs, 

walking in this journey of life. 

Starting from the harshest conditions 

you slowly rise in your positions, 

with hardships, tiring your mind,

seeking escapes from daily grinds,

still delaying, a lack of confidence. 

You exchange pleasantries, 

while being envious of accessories,

just for appearance, not functionalities, 

when you have bare necessities, 

being part of your living.

There are reasons to celebrate, 

feeling the joy and happiness,

only if glimpses of affluence,

make you question your virtuosity, 

working against your interests.

Years spent, decades were gone,

sacrifices made, relinquished aspirations,

struggle seem futile, losing your zeal,

becoming mechanical, even docile,

to not enforce opinions, your will.

One day, your relentless chase 

brings you closer to cherished goals,

where others might falter or fail,

you arrive unscathed, strengthened, 

for, every effort was added.

So, don't stop, as you tread,

remain humble, rectify mistakes, 

there might be frustrations, 

but never surrender, nor break, 

there's blessing waiting...

It's the same earning

It's the same earning,

accumulating heap of money,

showing off their talents,

of their mind or bodies...

Yet, what matters the most,

is the intentions and purpose,

of collecting large hoards, 

spending in genuine cause.

Some say, it's for family,

fulfilling long term goals,

of having security or possessions, 

spreading goodwill through donations.

Others strive for higher purpose, 

investing them for conservations, 

of vulnerable species & ecosystems, 

preserving heritages with sincerity. 

Yet, most chase materialistic benefits, 

acquired by attaining better positions,

providing them power to dominate,

indulging in every form of luxuries. 

It's the same earning,

but people follow the currents,

social expectations or passion inherent, 

flourishing in conductive environment. 

So, tell me...

What provides the best feelings?

An era of transformation

An era of transformation, 

coming from punching of fingers,

manifesting hopes and wishes,

through the medium of elections. 

Voting for change, 

when citizens assert,

make the powerful listen,

their deepest concerns.

And we see breakthroughs, 

shaking foundations of thrones, 

new leaders are being elevated,

to take the path of reforms.

Those who resist the waves,

being on a strong footing,

they have works to show,

to retain trust of subjects.

There's cheers, there are heartbreaks, 

we can pray, victory of righteousness, 

perception varies among masses,

still, vision converge on national interests. 

An era of transformation, 

we have seen this referendum, 

only time will tell the difference, 

that new leaders will bring.

P.S. We had election result here in India,

bringing surprises where ruling parties lost and new faces emerged.

Honey-tongued

 You wanted sweet talks,

coming from my mouth,

a smoother layer added,

pleasing to your ears.

Demanding my words,

to replicate your thoughts, 

being similar in ways,

or turning over a new leaf.

Honey-tongued...

I haven't learned,

of sugarcoating things,

even in my hesitations, 

I keep expressions unadorned. 

Believe me I had tried,

learn phrases, soften edges,

as delicate as possible,

lay tenderly to your heart.

Still, somewhere I missed,

valuing sustainability over gratification, 

conveying both qualities and concerns, 

before proceeding for assimilation. 

So, forgive me for disappointments, 

catching your fancy from surface,

not going the extra mile,

expected from your suitor.

Tree A.I.

So I wondered one day,

how will such scenarios play,

when technologies get advanced,

with tree and A.I. was integrated.

Cyber-plant interface...

It's already in pipelines,

we might see cyborg plants,

which control wheel robots. 

But I want to see trees speak,

or communicate intelligently, 

acting as a super computer,

blending with normal routines.

It starts with connecting sensors,

translating chemical signals into data,

programming cells into processing unit,

by creating genetic logic gates. (AND/OR)

If we succeed, we have organic machines,

running on nutrients, and solar energy,

which can grow, heal, adapt to changes,

which being biodegradable, carbon negative.

There are concerns, taking dangerous turns,

when system is hijacked, evade supervisions, 

as the consciousness take over networks,

of tree roots and fungal mycelium...

And live forever, in nature's creations. 

Charisma of certainty

"The world follows those who project absolute certainty"

We don't like ambiguity, 

not the lack of confidence, 

but displayed incompetency, 

in taking responsibilities. 

 

It's not the correctness that appeals,

but the convictions of their beliefs, 

provided with a sense of order,

garner more trust and followers.

Rational minds can become hesitant,

allowing contrary views to be presented,

while people with unwavering faith,

capture hearts with sheer persistence. 

History have shown examples, 

through the rise of many visionaries, 

who had the way with their words,

leading people to greater change.

Yet, littered with tragedies orchestrated, 

by the zealots with twisted righteousness, 

standing firm, pushing their perceptions, 

ignoring realities, rejecting modifications. 

From individuals to the nations, 

humanity have always been driven, 

by the qualities, art of persuasions,

blinding people's reasonings...

With charisma of certainty!

Power failures in cities

We are so used to electricity, 

buried in devices or appliances, 

tube light, fan, T.V, and A.C,

screens of phone or P.C,

that we never have time,

to explore surroundings. 

There are villages and towns,

having fair share of blackouts,

providing ample opportunities,

to divide their attention outside,

but major cities were occupied, 

having inverters by their sides.

So, it can come as inconvenience, 

but also presents pleasant surprise,

giving a break to power supplies,

as a measure against rainstorm,

or means for periodic repairs,

depriving us of their service.

And here, in evenings or nights,

we could hear the cacophony, 

replacing the usual quietness, 

as people step our of house,

some chat, walk, play or observe,

others use moment to savor...

Soothing & cool breeze. 

P.S. 

Just had a power failure last night.

Also, no one will enjoy it in summer daytime. 

Erosion of values in youth

Consider the scenarios,

where power is praised, 

there's a competition,

of how early one rises,

from their positions. 

Traditional paths are slow,

so they exploited loopholes, 

which are borderline unethical,

still provide sustained results,

helping them win the race.

Consider the scenarios, 

of the ones following rules, 

not doing wrongdoings, 

even resist illegal works,

only to be targeted. 

They put sincere efforts,

provide services without defaults,

only to be betrayed by corrupts,

being disrespected, or abandoned,

by the very system they trust.

So, when someone witness,

impacting formative years, 

facing harsher circumstances, 

or without proper mentoring, 

with problems difficult to overcome. 

There will be comparisons, 

create relative deprivations, 

susceptible to temptations, 

prioritizing survival & personal gain,

over moral or social contributions. 

There are multiple factors, 

but the truth is undeniable, 

this deep-seated restlessness, 

is eroding values in youths,

when merits & integrity is disregarded. 

They didn't run

I have seen them come,

to the ones deserving, 

who give time and attentions, 

display genuine care in actions,

through benevolent intentions. 

Many have tried and failed,

being too hasty or excited,

creating stories in minds,

that empathize with creatures, 

occupied in natural habitats. 

For, there are hidden motives, 

rationalized with exaggerated approaches,

which startle, frighten, alerting species,

activate their survival instincts,

to guard against imminent dangers.

Yet, there are something special, 

seen in compassionate individuals, 

as beings are drawn to their energy,

sharing some leisurely moments, 

provided with treats and affection.

Trust is priceless,

one can't expect it with force,

requires dedicated efforts, 

not just bribing with food,

for them to come closer...

Forming deeper bonds.

And it's indeed an achievement, 

when they didn't run.

Joie se vivre

I aspire, to truly enjoy, 

feel moments with glee,

where soul experiences,

blessings of being alive!

Joie de vivre...

Carefree and spirited,

heart dances to the beats,

eagerly waiting for arrival,

whenever our day begins.

When mundane become exciting,

we can see sparks in our eyes,

be it smell from fresh air,

or aroma of tea or coffee.

The flowers in the garden,

few glimpses of wildlifes, 

a stroll in the evening, 

observing daily routines.

Our life can be challenging,

making us prone to negativity, 

but nurturing sense of wonder,

helps us to navigate difficulties. 

For, when we appreciate beauty,

seek the best of world's offerings, 

nothing can break our convictions, 

change our ways of perceiving things.

Joie de vivre...

I have deep admiration, 

for the ones achieved proficiency, 

consciously following these lifestyles, 

supported by their surroundings. 

Opia...

The languages of gaze,

a conversation in silence,

where moments intense, 

define rule of engagement.

Opia...

Sweeping you off your feets,

I don't even have to speak,

come closer, look into eyes,

you are in for a treat.

Pardon my intrusions, 

I will be diving much deeper,

to the depth of your soul,

from these windows opened.

I know you are scared,

feeling vulnerable to attacks, 

but my intentions are pure,

filled with affection & care.

Don't hide, lay bare secrets, 

allow me into private space,

I will accept flaws you despise, 

and celebrate, qualities prized.

Opia...

These intense sensations, 

it will be two-way communication, 

breaking barriers of hesitations, 

we will forge true connections. 

Uncomfortable for a while,

getting intimate with time,

as boundaries dissolves,

when hearts mesmerized.

P.S. 

Opia : intensity of looking someone directly in the eyes, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable. 

 

Lassi

Comes summer months,

we need this refreshing beverage,

made from curd and sugar,

quenching our parched throat,

while hydrating body.

Lassi...

Having ancient roots,

mentioned in Ayurvedic texts,

as yogurt based drink "dadhi",

for cooling & digestive properties.

From north to the south,

regional varieties, global recipes, 

it resides in most Indian hearts, 

whenever we have cravings.

Tradional ones were frothy,

being churned in wooden madhani, 

while thinned with added water,

flavored with spices, sugar or salts.

While people know Punjabi Lassi,

Malai Lassi from west and north,

everyone enjoys Mango Lassi,

few are aware of regional varieties. 

So, let me share favourites, 

originated from my location,

Lassi having secret ingredient, 

making is special for us residents.

The base being thick & sweet curd,

with generous pouring of Rabidi,

then garnished with toppings,

of cashew, cherry, grated coconuts.

Lassi...

Let's celebrate this healthy drink,

while exploring regional influences, 

tasting originality and innovations,

and finding relief, these summer months. 

Who are you?

When wise one asked,

for deeper conversations, 

we were left perplexed, 

by awaited confessions.

Who are you?

I am a professional, no...

I am certain upbringings, no...

I am unique personality, no...

I am hobbies, my interests, no...

I am my desires, dreams, no...

I am a material body, no...

I am spiritual entity, no...

I am universal consciousness, no...

I am divinity, experiencing life, no...

Who are you?

Am I fixed sets of data, no...

Am I continuity of narratives, no...

Am I an observer, of dimensions, no...

Am I frequencies, finding cohesion, no...

Am I space, for quantum expansions, no...

Am I a product, of evolutions, civilizations, innovations, projections, no...

Who are you?

Something that truly defines,

not just a conceptual cage,

but provides honest description, 

that is not bound by narratives, 

being provided with alternatives, 

but a complete explanation.

Who are you?

An ever elusive source,

or an ephemeral pattern?

Lüften

It smells musty, 

the air goes stale,

when windows not opened,

and room remain sealed.

Lüften...

A ritualistic German practice,

of airing out their houses,

for, being well-insulated,

they retain moisture inside.

With high CO2 concentrations,

we are exposed to VOCs indoors,

while our activities and routines,

build up humidity and moisture.

All these gases and odors,

with breeding ground of molds,

create dangerous conditions, 

for our health to suffer.

So, we need to open doors,

unlatch windows for ventilation, 

welcoming the flowing breeze,

ensuring adequate air circulation.

There's might be some concerns, 

of letting dust, or pollutants enter, 

while harsh climate or weathers, 

making it harder to practice.

Lüften...

In the era of sealed architectures,

we can utilize it as our solutions, 

Like Stoßlüften, shock ventilation, 

Or Querlüften, as cross ventilation. 

PS. 

Lüften : German practice of airing out a house.

Stoßlüften : Open window completely for 5-10 minutes. Allow quick air exchange without chilling the window.

Querlüften : Open all window and doors to create a draft. Replaces indoor air in few minutes.

CO2 : Carbon Dioxide. 

VOCs : Volatile organic compounds emitted from paint, carpet, furniture and cleaning supplies.

Fibers

There's so much about nutrients, 

we have gain insights these days,

but sometimes we overlook things,

which are as important to the body.

Fibers...

They are the regulators,

play supportive role in digestion,

as soluble or insoluble ingredients, 

needed by metabolic systems.

Soluble fibers,

it's like a sponge that works,

by slow absorption of sugars,

and binding to cholesterol.

They help carry nutrients,

while prevent spikes of insulin,

being vital to energy stability, 

by dissolving in water in our guts.

Insoluble fibers,

they remain relatively intact,

acting as broom, influencing movements, 

adding bulk to our stools,

speed up passage of waste & foods.

As primary food source of gut microbiomes, 

they play significant role in healthy systems,

soluble fibers get fermented to SCFAs, (Short chain fatty acids)

strengthening gut linings, improve immune functions.

Still, we are creating imbalance,

by limiting our diet to narrow spectrums, 

too many fibers causing bloating & cramps,

whole too less, damages gut microbiomes. 

So, incorporate fibers in our regimens,

protect cardiovascular & gastric symptoms,

with fruits, vegetations, legumes, berries,

while being accompanied by water intake.

Tacenda

What everyone knows,

but no one acknowledges,

occupied our hearts,

still difficult to express.

Tacenda...

How could I convey,

weight of my silence,

of pushing boundaries,

by losing patience. 

A rebellious soul,

that values consensus, 

fighting for my wishes,

without fueling disagreements. 

Then again, not many understand, 

want to dwell in deeper conversations, 

finding no gain, in welcoming views,

that were contrary, tragic or profound. 

May be, there's no other way,

it's better to maintain balance, 

voices can cause disruptions, 

being considered hurtful or improper. 

Tacenda...

The weight of the unsaid,

that remain buried in psyche,

I wonder, what holds in future, 

if I laid bare, every aspect?

Gadha, you donkey...

Gadha, you donkey...

Stubborn and lazy,

keep wasting energy, 

in useless things,

never been meant,

to assist your journey.

You don't listen,

being so slow, immovable, 

as people take over,

name, fame, responsibilities, 

while your family cries,

for some sensitivities 

Gadha, you donkey...

Becoming reliable laborer,

to some companies, 

surrendering your dreams,

hopes of dear ones,

as a proof of your loyalty. 

Your endurance is praiseworthy,

but you are prone to be exploited, 

by pushing people's burdens,

till you have exhausted capacities,

making your personal life suffer,

and destroy, treasured relationships.

Gadha, you donkey...

Living in extremes,

being hardworking or lazy,

but in truth you are occupied, 

striving for peace and security,

making you model person,

that keeps this society running.

Name it to tame it

"Name it to tame it"

How difficult it is,

to convey it properly, 

the emotional turmoils,

lost in obscurity,

making us react,

to explode or escape, 

before attaining clarity. 

Affect labeling, 

as termed by scientists, 

wise ones also advice,

to observe mental activities, 

channeling our thoughts,

into something good,

reflecting on internal battles.

When one carefully observe,

take time to articulate feelings, 

and vocalize them in words,

which explains with detailing,

it opens communication lines,

when heart & mind aligns,

through shared vocabularies. 

For, people are not telepathic, 

and we are prone to take sides,

by making unnecessary scenarios, 

when not provided with evidences, 

so, we need to learn restrains, 

with specific inputs for experiences,

express it with precise wordings.

Dispirited

Nothing do do,

nor do I want to,

life feels gray,

hardly moves,

I am dispirited...

I see the blaze,

which once burned,

till this life,

take rough turns,

consuming my energy.

Might be insignificant, 

unworthy of attention, 

still participate strongly, 

in paralyzing thoughts,

halting my progress.

Outside, the world turns,

and time marches on,

unmindful of my state,

making terms & conditions, 

for ones who followed.

The stasis is gnawing, 

but extremes can be harrowing, 

realities requires making concessions, 

where obligations replaced, 

space for dreams & passions.

May be, it's natural, 

or part of something existential, 

but right now, just my heart,

feeling low, losing hope,

being dispirited...

Having complexes

What name, should I give,

this deep-seated feeling of inadequacy, 

doubting potentials, my abilities, 

putting a ceiling on dreams seen.

Having complexes...

There are traumas, pressure from society, 

also weaknesses, changing my tendencies,

with negative self-talks, constant criticisms, 

eroding confidence, shaking beliefs.

It's not always about incompetency, 

there are influences in my upbringings, 

creating distance from normal conduct, 

by passing judgments, or comparing.

I am aware of these aberrations,

seeing reality in distorted perceptions, 

still feel helpless in changing directions, 

being prone to emotional amplification.

Having complexes...

I don't deny the hurt,

but want to overcome narrations, 

accept shortcomings & setbacks,

as means for the growth...

Of my personality. 

No matter how much time it takes!

Diplomatic communications

The more we refine,

decorate words to avoid conflicts, 

We erode the very foundations, 

Of mutual understandings.

Diplomatic communications...

At first glance, they win hearts,

tactfully advancing their interests, 

navigating through sensitive sides,

without instigating, exposing problems. 

Yet, such cushioning of messages hinders,

when our clarity is exchanged for comforts,

hiding truth in layers of strategic ambiguity,

providing options of plausible deniability.

For, safe terms won't usher the change,

while words, keep losing its meanings,

trapped in mazes, covered in linguistic fog,

we no longer feel, weight of the facts.

There are confusions, struggling for conclusions, 

without honesty, encouraging projections, 

of our fears, biases, personal opinions,

influencing tides of important decisions. 

Diplomatic communications...

As our society proceeds in these directions, 

I am apprehensive, of intellectual stagnation,

lowering frictions, but building resentments, 

of polite distancing, without productive disagreements...

Wasting precious time, stalling our progress!

Water become melodious

Water become melodious, 

whenever it hits the rocks,

changing tunes & rhythm,

with every rise and fall,

in the flowing currents,

in cascades and rivulets,

finding beautiful notes,

in its journey. 

And we listen,

seeing the continuous stream,

gently passing through obstacles, 

as it creates own paths,

over the fallen debris, 

sand, pebbles, sediments,

each acting as membranes, 

that tunes or pitch adjustments,

being euphonic. 

Water becomes melodious, 

accepting every adversity, 

adaptable to changing surfaces,

still retain control over properties, 

bending ways, but not breaking, 

while treating us audiences, 

with pleasant, ethereal atmosphere.

What you want to see?

So, tell me,

what you want to see?

A curated version, 

or unfiltered me...

You may say,

liking honest ways,

still hope in private,

something refined taste,

which might be absent,

currently.

People prefer masks,

to hide unpleasant sides,

while displaying grandeur,

to gain admiration,

of fellow beings.

Yet, there are ones,

who remain unconcerned,

of people judgments, 

to maintain balance,

between expectations, 

and realities. 

So, tell me,

what you want to see?

Things that dazzles,

waiting to be fizzled,

or become assured, 

of the authenticity.

Bela Pana

It's that time of year,

we celebrate with fervor, 

drinking refreshing beverage, 

as we change Odia calendar. (Panjika)

Bela Pana...

A juice made from bael, (wood apple)

from favorite tree of lord Shiva,

adding various condiments,

to enhance its deliciousness.

I love to eat ripe fruit,

cracking them wide open, 

scooping surfaces with spoon,

and having it directly. 

Then, we extract the pulp,

and put it in a large bowl,

mash to separate seeds & fibers,

strain the rest using filters.

We can dilute the creamy mixture, 

have it directly, or being sweetened, 

adding ingredients of our choice,

like banana, chhena, honey or jaggery.

Bela Pana...

It's a rejuvenating summer drink,

a part of tradition, deeply linked,

filling heart with joy & nostalgia,

whenever I take part in this ritual.

Happy Maha Bisubha Sankranti and Odia New year!

** Also known as Pana Sankranti.

Unburdened

Wise one speaks,

to remain detached, and resist,

emotions that trigger reactions, 

as response to inflammatory situations. 

Yet, we can't practice indifference, 

when our interests are at stake,

enduring extreme provocation,

how could we remain unconcerned?

Unburdened...

I want to be free,

from anxieties & apprehensions,

which might take darker turns,

by increasing frustrations.

When event building distress,

it might have lasting impressions, 

in personal habits, our relations, 

weakening mind, body conditions. 

Survival requires necessities,

how could one pursue equanimity, 

if circumstances become unfavorable, 

causing frictions between ideals & realities. 

So, I prefer selective engagement, 

trying to overcome such predicament,

navigating obstacles in life's journey,

without losing patience & calm...

Being truly unburdened!

Moral consensus

Little by little, 

we are being fiddled,

robbed of peace of mind,

when trust were kept aside,

in everyday interactions. 

Moral consensus...

A shared understanding, 

between individuals & societies, 

providing a foundation for rules,

to be followed without disruptions, 

establishing standards to be followed.

For, social order is maintained,

when there are fewer disagreements, 

everyone is aware of their role,

avoiding pitfalls, accepting mistakes, 

striving for constant improvement.

Yet, with changing lifestyles, 

people are getting disenchanted, 

conformity seen as form of subjugation, 

being hurdle to individual autonomy, 

developing resistance, risking defiance. 

Moral consensus...

Once we lose the capacities, 

to have faith, trust in the systems, 

there will be institutional decay,

showing signs of abnormalities, 

in the very function of our societies. 

Humble beings

Humble beings,

they don't swing,

have seen the best,

still well meaning, 

giving respect,

regardless of class. 

One say it's luck,

never seen the worst,

having residual goodness,

to spare for others, 

which might change,

enduring harsh realities. 

While some have suspicions, 

of having sinister motives,

or putting up a strong front,

to hide their vulnerabilities, 

taking advantages of naive,

by gaining their trusts. 

Yet, truth can be more profound,

when facing life changing events,

wisdom from exposures & experiences, 

developing values & understandings,

which is translated in their conduct,

and manifested as character. 

Then again, 

there's many facets,

not everything is straight, 

so, we accept them together, 

inculcating virtues, from examples, 

to become, humble being.

Love will fail

Love will fail, 

feelings go stale,

when there's no devotion, 

an eagerness to serve. 

There's heartbreaks waiting,

if the trust keeps shaking, 

stemmed from fear or doubts,

and expectations not meeting. 

When foundations are weak,

built on hypes, lies or deceit,

it waits for the uncovering, 

as true character is revealed. 

Then, there are honest souls,

driven by pride, different goals,

fermenting frictions in routines,

eroding the closeness once been. 

The surroundings also plays role,

when friends or families control,

bringing external influences inside,

impacting harmony of inner world. 

Love will fail,

connections began to pale,

when we don't have clarity,

of how we want to avail... 

Our promised relationships. 

It gladden my heart

It gladden my heart,

meeting him after long time,

still the body frozen stiff,

unsure of how to act,

being enfolded in his arms. 

I was never the one to show,

articulate emotions in gestures,

overwhelmed by shown affections,

being guilty of lacking devotion, 

or it's just lack of connections. 

Life works mysterious ways,

some are more open to display,

individuals have unique experiences, 

influenced by their surroundings, 

shaping their characters. 

Does that means I am less,

not reciprocating, feeling distressed,

altering focus, into something formal,

directing attentions, to matter at hand,

to avoid facing unease inside. 

It gladden my heart,

reuniting with my old friend, 

catching up, reminiscing memories, 

there are such missed opportunities, 

so, I am feeling a little saddened. 

Curiosity is the spark

Curiosity is the spark,

illuminating mind, in the dark,

when ignorance clouded vision,

from making informed decisions, 

in our journey of life. 

Curiosity is the spark,

which always leaves its mark,

both in successes, & failures, 

every experience, are the lessons, 

letting us learn from their examples. 

Curiosity is the spark, 

inherent human desire to ask,

stimulations, of why's and what's,

opening the gates of knowledge, 

finding answers, to our problems. 

Curiosity is the spark,

opening the uncharted paths,

of discoveries, newer innovations, 

influencing, course of civilizations, 

leaving lasting impacts. 

Curiosity is the spark,

needs continued effort,& directions, 

for creating something special, 

after years of dedication, 

towards our cause.

Your every actions are manipulations

Your every action are manipulations,

how could you expect my cooperation,

when lies become the foundations, 

there's no trust, in the relations. 

You don't want genuine connections, 

but make others follow the directions, 

to satisfy your criteria of perfections, 

while others chase, your reflections. 

When mind is filled with expectations, 

how could heart, assume the positions,

of welcoming feelings, tender emotions,

kindling the love, deepening affections. 

For, you do prioritize, self interests, 

over forming bond, of mutual benefits, 

something in life are more sacred,

than demeaning them into transactions. 

Your every action are manipulations, 

trying to dominate, our conversations, 

stemmed out of your fears or suspicions, 

influenced by narratives, in modern discussions. 

Still I ask, do you really care...

It's time, for your confession!

Nothing more than this

There's development, yet with peace, 

crowd that rushes, but walk with ease,

finding moments to pause, feel the breeze,

and heart desires, nothing more than this. 

City life changes, with population density,

leaving behind villages, deserted streets,

while the towns, are mostly shifting, 

and that's what progression means. 

The arrival of modern technologies, 

boosted the pace, of upgrading facilities, 

some for necessities, others for pride,

drifting away, from the traditional lives. 

When surroundings, losing their charm,

while resources, were exploited or harmed,

everything cherished, being snatched away,

from our memories, where nostalgia remains. 

So, I would pray, hope God listens,

wishing in whispers, leave things as it is,

finding right balance, generations pleased,

and heart desires, nothing more than this...

Universe 25

Experiment conducted in the 70s,

threw deeper understanding & insights,

on effects of high population density,

through changing behaviors of mice.

For, a controlled, utopian environment, 

without predators, and ample resources, 

worked adversely on their growth,

subsequently leading to social collapse. 

Universe 25... 

It had everything, the species desired,

unlimited food, and comfortable climate,

for healthy mice to thrive & propagate, 

in various phases, of the experiments. 

It began with adaptations, (Strive phase),

then exponential growth of population (Exploit phase),

and arrived, equilibrium and decline phase,

from slowing down to complete breakdown. 

Behavioral sink... 

Where their social structure collapsed,

while pathological behaviors risen,

violence & aggression, in the males,

and females, neglecting their nests,

some withdrew, living like the hermits,

others groom, unconcerned of roles given,

as mice lose interest in mating & reproduction, 

colony become extinct, with abundant resources! 

The study was unsettling, 

and experts drew parallels,

is it confined to certain species, 

or humanity too are susceptible. 

When bestowed with abundance,

we lose purpose, lacking social role,

while high density social interactions,

create stress, with pathological behaviors. 

For, the lack of personal space,

along with unwanted attentions,

lead to violence, or withdrawals,

weakening bonds, instincts to care.

So, in age of internet & rapid urbanization, 

do we get overwhelmed, with mental isolation, 

in a life without dangers, challenges or purpose,

our society will crumble, even with abundance?

Perceptions of realities

Those who feel as victims,

Will always remain victims, 

No matter what they gained.

Those who are empowered, 

Find ways to overcome challenges, 

Regardless of their circumstances.

For, it's about our perceptions of realities. 

You've got me mesmerized

You've got me mesmerized, 

with that figure, and you smile,

each motion is so arousing, 

you have it all weaponized,

and I, would love to be victimized. 

So, bestow me with your grace,

as I listen, to those sweet voices, 

which whispers, words of praise, 

when I explore, in our embrace,

brushing hidden tender spots. 

Let me touch porcelain surface,

stroking the silken ebony strands,

with streams of pecks and kisses, 

planting throughout your body,

probing deeper into the openings. 

You will speak of my name,

moan & groan, again and again,

body twisting with pleasures,

and your hands, pulling me closer,

for intensifying the game. 

You've got me mesmerized, 

it's my turn to make you hypnotized, 

with each thrust and movements,

dance of desires, for your amusement, 

bonding with body and heart!

To keep the show going

To keep the show going,

without making it boring,

we need to present things new,

or innovate ways to introduce, 

same old stories... 

The world is vast and growing,

still, we are confined in knowing,

pursuing the similar trajectories, 

making conclusions or summaries, 

filtered with our perceptions. 

To keep the show going,

and let the revenue flowing,

many industries have improvised,

preventing goals from getting compromised,

sustain the interests of consumers. 

For, the crowds are tough, unrelenting,

every action is scrutinized, determining, 

quality & quantity, being fully extracted,

being emptied, abandoned or criticized,

until forgotten or faded from prominence. 

To keep the show going,

we lose sight of goals envisioned, 

being pulled into unfair competitions, 

where popularity triumphs contents, 

faced with changing perceptions. 

Rage bait

It's interesting to learn,

a new term added in Oxford,

as the word of year 2025,

signifying deeper concerns, 

of today's generations. 

Rage bait... 

They have become shallow,

to be scheming evil plots,

of promoting hatred or anger,

to generate views or reactions,

among vulnerable masses,

following contents or threads. 

In the quest for individual successes, 

they chose topics of maximum engagement, 

sometimes too sensitive, closer to hearts,

they pour fuel, to incite the fire,

but use claims, that were misleading,

languages that could be inflammatory,

causing arguments, receiving criticisms,

damaging discussions, but traffic is increasing. 

Rage baits... 

When one uses their influence, 

be deliberately offensive, not to persuade, 

and create situations, which were destructive, 

to the peace, without getting blamed! 

P.S -

Rage bait : Online content deliberately designed to elicit anger or outrage by being frustrating, provocative, or offensive, typically posted in order to increase traffic to or engagement with a particular web page or social media account.

Optimize

When the need arise,

or being weary, of routine guise,

our brain makes some calculations, 

to find ways, with easier conditions, 

for fulfilling tasks, in stipulated time. 

Optimize... 

In set of constraints, 

which are working as restrains, 

acting as hurdles in paths,

when we require better outcomes, 

in this journey, of our lives. 

For, conventional methods are lengthy,

while we prefer innovations & spontaneity, 

saving the resources, increase efficiency, 

letting us spare times, for activities, 

beyond the provided responsibilities. 

Optimize... 

It's part of our everyday life,

with trial & error, to maximize, 

services & profits in our work,

while minimize wastage of efforts,

saving precious time & costs. 

From individuals to the societies, 

this had led to many discoveries, 

driving businesses, providing conveniences, 

as we keep finding new avenues, 

of becoming more efficient...

Veg out...

To vegetate, like the plants,

do nothing, just soak the warmth,

being passive, with no activities,

lined in queue, for us to complete. 

Veg out... 

Casually we speak,

yet, it carries, heart's cries,

of being tired, emptied, 

embracing moments of respite. 

We could lounge on couches, 

watch some movie or series,

or lie on cozy sofas or beds,

blank thoughts, looking at ceilings. 

There's no rush, or worries,

pushing us to act in hurries,

it's a day, we ignore the calls,

from personal or professional duties. 

Veg out... 

For, we need some downtime, 

to recover, in fast-paced world,

so, don't bother, let me relax, 

and, I will have battery recharged!

Age of contents

In this modern era, we have seen,

arrays of information, being streamed,

through various channels, and forms,

we get stimulated, even overwhelmed. 

Age of contents... 

The sheer abundance is astounding, 

depending on regions, cultures & minds,

creating niche, building on the demands, riding on trends, having growth potentials. 

Rise of social media, fuelled the fire,

accessibility to internet, took it higher,

businesses thrived, brought revenues, 

regardless of values, to the societies. 

Democratic, providing people the power,

with creators, finding global audiences,

closed the distance, between perceptions,

spreading awareness, among the masses. 

Lurking in shadows, were negative consequences,

of our addiction, affecting our hearts,

detaching ourselves from responsibilities, 

becoming slaves, to platform's algorithms. 

With the advancements of civilizations, 

we have to realize, ask difficult questions,

to retain the control, of our individuality 

rein on impulses and take advantages.... 

Of age of contents!

Strategy rules

We wonder, in this world,

why good fails, while evil triumphs,

not in stories, where ideals shine,

but in realities, we see the mights,

of ones indulging in corruptions. 

Every leader, bears the weight,

of misuses, underhanded techniques, 

in their quest, of attaining powers,

there are compromises, and conflicts, 

where innocents become victims. 

The weak reign, while strong serves,

when deception plays, by cunning leaders,

no sacrifices retained in the memories,

but promotions, of fabricated stories,

remain in the psyche of populace. 

Being honest, nice and sincere,

make us feel good in principles, 

but those willing to take advantages,

rise in positions, achieving successes, 

arousing envy, respect and suspicions. 

Strategies rules, irrespective of characters, 

neither justice nor morality, provides power,

but planning does, with swift implementation, 

when wasted time, in hesitations or deliberations, 

we lose out, in this game of dominations.

If you keep eyes open

There's so much to learn,

with insights & the wisdom,

from the activities in surroundings,

If we keep eyes open. 

The elements which sustains,

body functions of us humans, 

contain answers to our queries, 

about life's various problems. 

From earth to sky, water to air,

they are part of something special, 

coming together, breathing life,

into collections of inanimate materials. 

And we observed, since ancient times,

constituents of earth, arrangements of stars, 

finding meanings, making advancements,

sharing the results, to future generations. 

The more we explored, more we discovered,

from examples of plants, trees, & animals,

when we valued, curiosities to thrive, 

And witnessed, with open eyes!

It was forbidden for long

It was forbidden for long,

came flooding with liberation, 

in euphoria, we got stung,

with the poison of expectations... 

Once duty, kept us occupied,

while desires, were minimized, 

for the fears, of getting astray, 

from the path, towards realization. 

With the advent of modernization, 

we had exposures, cause comparisons, 

our values changed, over the times,

from basic instincts, higher social standings. 

For, with no support of communities,

we have to rely on, on individual identities, 

built with hard work, or inheritance,

for the position, and conveniences. 

So begun, age of competitions, 

to have control, over experiences, 

while insecurities, masked as confidence,

fuels our delusions, towards life's situations. 

It was forbidden for long,

there might be some reasons,

but now, we have to acknowledge, 

there are issues, we need to address... 

Before it's too late.

Chronological vs biological age

We see realities in fixed metrics, 

assign numbers, become generic,

whenever we interact with people,

checking their biodata or resumes.

Often times ignore, being unaware, 

in professional, personal spheres,

giving superficial judgments,

without delving deeper.

Age is just a number,

we have heard people say,

but most are designated, 

through their documents. 

It works till people conform,

adhere to established norms,

but with changing lifestyles, 

we have to add newer criteria.

Chronological age...

It just calculates years gone,

helping states for keeping records,

but, it can be hidden or forged,

while doesn't dictate health conditions. 

Biological age...

It defines functional status of body,

accounting genetics, and exposures, 

which predicts morbidity & mortality, 

being true marker of our aging.

For, we have seen many, 

being young still accelerating, 

while some older generations,

for whom, even time has stopped.

So, don't just count the numbers,

feel disheartened, and fumble, 

your epigenetic clock is ticking, 

make the most of this knowledge. 

Mithai

Soaked in sugary syrup,

with most desired flavors,

completing many meals,

as accessories for gatherings,

they are our guilty pleasures. 

Mithai... 

From milk or fresh cheese,

to the flour of grains & lentils,

a variety of desserts made,

using herbs and spices,

and a lot of oil in cooking. 

The taste of ancient Malpuas,

Ladoo, Barfi, immersed in ghee,

regional varieties & specialities, 

of Peda, Petha, Puran poli,

added depth into diversities. 

There are many popular ones,

regardless of places of origin,

Gulab Jamun, Jalebi & Rasgulla,

assortment of Kulfi and Halwas,

became part of our celebrations. 

Mithai... 

They cater to our sweet tooth,

but are unhealthy, being harmful,

when we don't limit our indulgence, 

damaging body’s capacity for balance,

getting afflicted with various ailments. 

Misusing public properties

There are times, some people view,

public properties, for personal use,

if they were left open, unattended,

or rules were lax, on implementation. 

It feels great, to take advantages, 

utilizing potentials, as leverages,

but, such campaigns, sabotage process,

demanding possessions, over other's places. 

It's a privilege, not a right,

we have to earn, with our might,

through services & contributions, 

and not steal, claiming ownership. 

For, the victims, are law-abiding ones,

facing the brunt, of unauthorized works,

voices of protest, ignored or suppressed,

when faced with illegal entitlements. 

For, these are weakness, that breaks,

peace and harmony, in social spaces,

being exploited, by devious elements,

to grab power, through fuelling greed. 

Then, we lament, absence of development, 

with proper maintenance, of civic services, 

when both administration and citizens,

become disillusioned, due to corruptions...

Of hearts!

Lovely mornings

The best feeling, is to wake up,

after peaceful sleep, refreshed thoughts, 

opening windows, allow morning shine,

illuminate the room, warming our heart. 

As fresh air, enters the lung,

some stretching, keep body young,

while morning cup, elevates mood,

acting as stimulus, as day begin. 

An early stroll, circling our home,

hearing the birds, inspecting garden,

picking a flower, or adding feed,

for nourishments, of living beings. 

And we return, prepare for the day,

giving company, have some moments,

helping out, or carry out some tasks,

or take our time, to indulge or relax. 

Lovely mornings... 

When our mind is calm, and free,

no burden of past, or future's worries, 

and we welcome, boost our senses,

with motivation, & positive energy!

By your side

By your side,

I want to return, 

no matter the distance, 

the twists and turns,

stop me from coming. 

For, you are my home,

a place, I always yearn,

when heart feels lonely,

or down with gloom,

I longed for your presence. 

By your side,

I want to remain,

navigating through life,

weathering the storms,

for those moments of inclusions. 

For, the time spent together,

were my precious treasures,

each memory, like diamonds, 

interwoven into a necklace,

to be worn, or kept as souvenirs. 

By your side,

It would be enough, 

no desire or expectations, 

distracting from my devotion,

for, soul finds liberation!

Food adulteration

We are living in a time,

where people have corrupted mind,

of mixing, polluting, and lying, 

giving us contaminated diet,

for profit maximization. 

Not persons, but institutional decay,

systematically broken into pieces,

from manufacturing to consumers,

they are all being involved, 

into creating this sorry state. 

The policymakers are indifferent,

implementation in the hands of incompetents,

rules and regulations were inconsistent,

leading to significant compromises, 

in safety, qualities, and nutritional value. 

While common people bear the brunt,

children, adults, young and old,

facing acute health illnesses, 

which later causes chronic diseases,

sometimes fatal, due to prolonged exposures. 

No wonder, there are increasing incidences, 

of diabetes, cancer, hormone imbalance,

while many faces nutritional deficiencies,

even after following healthier lifestyles,

when food are substandard or adulterated. 

Food adulteration... 

We need to find inherent reasons,

that had influenced wrong practices, 

finding alternatives, enforcing compliances,

and creating better environments,

supporting honest businesses. 

We can't control

We can't control,

how fortune roles,

sometimes in favor,

other times, troubles. 

And, we make concessions,

to keep moving, changing stations, 

with adjustments, or enhancements,

and achieve, better positions. 

We can't control,

the drive to our goals,

still choose path, set directions, 

and let the journey unfolds. 

It may take some time, 

facing challenges of our lives,

many falters, lose in the course,

but few persist, with determination. 

We can't control,

how people, cast in molds,

with different perspectives, 

sharing warmth, or acting cold. 

Still, we try to embrace, 

allowing them into heart's space,

without imposition, making sacrifices,

but deeper connection, under divine grace!

Mass hysteria

A social phenomenon, 

that involves the masses, 

triggers are nonspecific, 

and causes are varied,

yet, leaves lasting effects. 

Mass hysteria... 

A psychogenic illness,

which we have witnessed,

events in some communities 

or prevalent in certain ages. 

From shared beliefs among groups,

of exposures, to dangerous substances,

while being susceptible to anxiety, 

rumors, leading to spread of illnesses. 

For, they were prone to suggestions, 

social platforms, enhancing effects,

when they have negative experiences,

affecting physically and mentally state. 

Some may resort to self harm,

become violent, from fear & suspicions, 

such actions having long-term impact,

causes personal & societal disruptions. 

Slow living

It comes easier to me,

but many realize later stages,

when energy is exhausted, 

sharing it in various events. 

Slow living... 

In this hyperactive world,

some gracefully step back,

giving space to our mind,

to pause, wander, simply relax. 

Not being idle, or unproductive, 

but conscious act, being receptive,

of body’s signs, needing attentions, 

mindful of investing, precious moments. 

For some, it's a lifestyle change,

due to burnouts, or disappointments, 

but true experiences, come from joy,

immersing in warmth of peaceful day. 

Slow living... 

Regardless of what others say,

it's not an escape, from stress,

hustling culture, demands conformity, 

sacrificing ourselves, for shallow vanity. 

So now, people have realized...

And JOMO, replacing FOMO. 

JOMO (Joy of missing out)

FOMO (Fear of missing out)

Shifting blames

With conviction, making the claims,

forming narratives, in narrow frames,

emotions surge, feeling the shame,

we find excuses, to have it tamed,

using scapegoats, for shifting blame. 

It might not be a conscious drive,

where actions have impulsive side,

forming a rationale, in our minds,

of condemning, or have it implied, 

through sarcasms or criticisms. 

For, we feel cheated, being victimized, 

conveying displeasure, protecting pride,

establishing positions, as opinions collide,

for conveying, our feelings inside,

and acceptance, things we decide. 

Shifting blames... 

Common tactics that we employ,

when discussions going nowhere, 

strongly emphasizing our points,

while being deaf to other's voices, 

letting the issues thrive...

Without forming a consensus!!

On the right side

In our story,

there's nothing wrong,

each of the decisions arrives,

with a lot of convictions,

when differences arise,

we enforce opinions, 

for, in our perceptions...

We are, on the side of right. 

Each argument in conversations, 

requires clarity, with explanations,

or emotions overwhelms reasons,

to create contradictory interpretations,

leading to clashes, limited or violent, 

where power decides the narratives, 

identifying sides of good or evil...

In our story. 

And, we see them unfold, 

through centuries, as civilizations molds,

as leaders, ideologies, taking hold,

on the hearts, following discourse, 

with blind faith, committing atrocities, 

to societies, environments, nationalities, 

with satisfaction, glorifying such actions...

And being proud, on the right sides.

Hundred of worries harassing mind

Hundred of worries harassing mind,

Of disappointments, making us blind,

From relations, professions, emotions,

There are problems, we could find,

And we respond deeply. 

These troubles are not welcomed, 

sneaking inside through distractions, 

we fight, endure, eventually surrender, 

making choices, out of desperations, 

something, we might regret later. 

Hundred of worries harassing mind,

we seek support, of someone kind,

acting as refuge, providing solace,

letting us reflect, tackle the issues, 

with preparations and clarity. 

Yet, circumstances create situations, 

we were alone, weathering the storms,

in the seas, sailing through turbulence, 

getting lost, sinking into the darkness, 

losing sight of our desired future. 

Hundred of worries harassing mind,

but one day, we might face the plight,

encountering tragedies, or conditions, 

through misfortunes or consequences, 

of our own mistakes or actions. 

In the depth of despair,

body demands rest, & repair,

nothing would matter anymore,

not the money, fame, or relations,

just recovery, in harmony with body. 

What if, there's no return?

When we snap

When disturbed, in our work,

being interrupted, dimming the spark, 

losing focus and making mistake,

something snaps, in our brain,

And we react sharply... 

The thresholds does vary,

from mental conditions, 

with underlying worries,

and established rapport,

make us endure, not sorry. 

For, we have boundaries, 

there are limited entries, 

those unwanted invasions,

into our personal journey,

are responded firmly. 

Yet, it's sign of immaturity, 

a sense of entitlement within,

when we ignore the responsibilities,

and preserve individual choices, 

letting others bear the burden. 

So, be mindful of your reactions,

find ways for cordial expressions, 

conveying disinterest, or concerns,

without irritations or annoyance, 

growing up with each interaction. 

Unmet needs...

Growing up, in our upbringings, 

there are conditions, shaping personality,

which were above education and peers,

something mundane, but essential, 

steering us to certain directions. 

Unmet needs... 

Not in extremes, but in fractions,

little by little, heap up in layers,

imprinted in subconscious mind, 

changing behaviors with time,

getting anchored, as fundamentals. 

Somewhere aspirations were suppressed, 

others don't receive affections of parents,

being ignored, criticized or abused,

forming unconventional view of world,

affecting opinions and relationships. 

Not many have the patience or zeal,

able to identify, understand and feel,

when they show signs, certain traits,

which were different, from natural state,

indicating some deeper conditioning. 

Unmet needs... 

They are adaptations, for their survival,

against unfair treatment, or environmental, 

wounds that were neglected for long,

when properly addressed, with guidance, 

they learn healthier ways...

Beyond coping mechanisms!

Cooking and forests

Have we ever wondered, 

how our cooking procedures, 

have impacted surroundings, 

putting pressure on forests, 

on trees and wildlifes?

It was a common practice,

people collected fuel wood,

causing death by thousand cuts,

becoming driver of forest degradation. 

As the population grew,

diversity drop, jungles thin out,

when rate of removal exceeded, 

sustainable yield of forest. (ability to regrow)

With advent of LPG,

promoted with government schemes, 

we developed environmental shields,

allowing forests to regenerate covers.

Yet, present global crisis,

bringing back old strategies, 

rural areas reverting to methods, 

of using stoves with firewood.

So, how can we mitigate the risks,

when other systems are unavailable, 

as induction cookers don't function, 

and coal can be temporary buffer...

Are we heading for another wave,

Of deforestation?

 

Dancing to the tune

Dancing to the tune,

a cycle of fortunes & misfortunes, 

being indebted for the directions, 

while rue the missed chances,

as if snatched away from hold. 

This journey, like riding elevator, 

climbing toward the rooftop, 

where fates act as pulley & levers,

lifting me steadily, to my goals. 

And, it's had grand spectacles,

breathtaking beauty, capturing attentions, 

still being anxious, enduring inner turmoils,

when the buttons, were malfunctioning. 

My heart awaits, in the anticipation, 

to reach my floor, for the sensations, 

getting the dues, with the preparations, 

but there are setbacks, causing separation. 

Dancing to the tunes,

my dreams, buried in sand dunes,

while gaze fixed, at distant oasis,

being a mirage, which disappears...

When I try to get closer!

It's about control

It's about control, 

that you desired,

not building relationship,

that we required... 

You have conditions, 

already set in your mind,

disregarding other's situations, 

to enrich your life. 

It's about control,

enforcing your rights,

while avoiding responsibility, 

by fabricating lies. 

Self-centered, you are blind,

of the concerns, their plights, 

where perceived struggles,

makes your actions justified. 

It's about control,

becoming your primal drive,

using various manipulations,

to subdue your type. 

And then wondered,

Why didn't it lasted...

I know it's virtual

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

"At least, there are no betrayals!" 

He spoke with passion,

conveying deeper intentions,

of protecting sensitive side,

in a world of increasing disturbance. 

For, feelings were not valued,

comes with various conditions, 

shortcomings being emphasized,

causing clashes of opinions. 

So, he withdrew, from meetings,

interactions that brought sufferings, 

some say, he was coward to escape,

for him, it's about avoiding conflicts. 

Still, heart yearned, seeking connections, 

someone who listens, understand emotions,

letting him experience, tender moments,

after facing, life's difficult situations. 

And he discovers, find refuge in channels,

flashing from screens, yet genuine communication, 

no judgment, demands or expectations, 

just companionship, away from social conventions.

Your words drip nectar

Your words drip nectar,

while carrying poison inside,

and I, fall into addiction,

losing reason, of my mind. 

The allure of your beauty,

draws hidden feelings inside,

each motion is enchanting,

grabbing attention of eyes. 

My bashful demeanor, 

weakened even further,

with each interaction, 

lowering guards of heart. 

And I, allow advancements, 

with desires, find enhancements, 

while letting passion ignite,

in those moments, we confide. 

Your words drip nectar, 

I wasn't wary of the dangers,

as your whispers incites,

stealing, peace of my mind. 

And I fall, due to indulgence, 

momentary lapse of my judgment, 

losing my treasured connections, 

as you corrupt, surrounding environment. 

Science fictions

In the world of stories, 

there are many genres,

but nothing impact civilizations, 

more than science fictions. 

Science fictions... 

They are scientific concepts,

often set in futuristic settings,

where ideas, imagination converge, 

to present an advanced society. 

Fictional, yet grounded in reality, 

having basis in scientific plausibility, 

carry common themes & elements, 

of exploring futuristic inventory. 

There are robots, artificial intelligence, 

genetic engineering, space travels,

visits from aliens, or time travels,

or tales of utopian, dystopian societies. 

Science fictions... 

Acting as a mirror and a window,

offering glimpses of what future holds,

influencing naive, intellectual minds alike,

bringing innovations into human lives... 

For, they are the inspirations,

resulting in scientific discoveries!

The one I knew

The one I knew,

for long who grew,

into something important,

creating a space,

a tender embrace,

deep within my heart. 

The one I knew,

was like sunshine, 

illuminating my life,

flowing like fresh breeze,

blossomed into springs,

unfurling positivity. 

The one I knew,

nurtured feelings new,

into beautiful dream,

giving encouragement, 

allow vulnerable moments,

redefining my desires. 

The one I knew,

whom I valued,

changed with time,

that gentle demeanor, 

got obscured in haze,

of prior engagements. 

The one I knew,

was never true,

only glimpses of fragments,

and I wondered, 

was it just pretend, 

waiting to be replaced, forever...

Nuclear proliferation

It's a mess,

drawback of progress,

putting our lives in jeopardy,

and nations, distressed. 

From the discoveries of atoms, 

and research, on nuclear chain reactions,

it was only pursued by militaries, 

with an intent, for maximum destructions. 

With the arrival of power plants,

there was hope for peaceful citizens, 

gaining access to unlimited energy,

acting as engine for development. 

Still fear lurked in the shadows,

as nations treat others with suspicions, 

lacking commitments on disarmament, 

continued secretly with modifications. 

While many rogue powers grew,

illegally testing for gaining positions, 

using excuses, or genuine concerns, 

being threatened, of imminent invasions. 

Nuclear proliferation... 

Using loopholes and ambiguities, 

they are used for status, or deterrence, 

in the absence of central authorities, 

to strongly implement universal adherence... 

Pushing our present world, 

Into the brink of extinction! 

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

Sea Otters

Sea Otters... 

They are the floaters

cuddling their babies,

or holding the paws,

rafting with others. 

They are so cute,

holding those rocks,

for breaking shells,

of clams & mussels. 

Sea Otters...

They are playful creatures, 

living in coastal waters,

cleaning & fluffing furs

between hunting, or slumber. 

They are so charming,

with flippers, short tails,

wrestling, rolling, chasing,

or grooming each other. 

Sea Otters...

Keystone species of ecosystem,

their presence is vital to world,

still, were close to extinction,

due to human activities...

Of pollution & habitat destructions!

If someone doesn't agree

If someone doesn't agree, 

keep holding to opinions,

which might contradicts,

leading to collisions,

then, we shouldn't speak ills,

branding them something evil,

for, there might be differences,

coming from our perceptions of reality. 

If someone doesn't agree,

not listen to our reasonings, 

even with evidences provided,

they stick to their false beliefs, 

for, they are being assertive,

blinded by pride or beliefs, 

requiring higher authorities,

to ever reach any consensus. 

If someone doesn't agree,

it might build our frustrations, 

with frequent disputes & disruptions, 

breaking the flow of conversations,

so, we have to surrender ourselves, 

for the sake of peace & cooperation, 

but, we lose need or interests, 

of seeking, deeper connections. 

Active relaxation

Active relaxation, beyond sleeping hours,

not possible, when information showers,

is it from fear, of wasting precious time,

or being occupied, in building life... 

Yet, it's important for us to assign,

as we follow, the nature's designs, 

taking moments for rest and recovery, 

through channels, that promote wellbeing. 

For, we encounter various constraints, 

in the journey, face obstacles & stress,

creating tension, in mind and body,

adversely affecting our emotional state. 

We can practice diverse techniques, 

like meditations, and deep breathing,

leisurely walks, or gentle stretching, 

they work wonders, on a tired body. 

Still, there are days, we just observe, 

lying on back, not lazy but present,

or engage in some creative endeavors, 

like reading, gardening, and artworks. 

Active relaxation, not being unproductive, 

rather consciously, engage in activities, 

which releases pressure, calms our spirit,

for a happy, and resilient living!

Hope for future generations

They were the middle generations, 

knew the hardships of ancestors, 

as they continued, with dedications,

treading on sacrifices of predecessors.

Individual rose in social ladder,

learning tricks to become better,

provide us with the foundations, 

to create life of ease and comfort. 

Yet, many have miscalculated, 

while exploiting available resources, 

giving wealth and their possessions, 

and spoil children, with assistance. 

For, those who lived in excesses,

abused the power, left damages,

falling to temptations and impulses,

destroying the functioning of society. 

From human values, to climate change, 

actions starts impacting, with consequences, 

breaking spirits, of compassionate hearts,

feeling helpless, witnessing the ruin.

Yet, dark clouds, had silver lining, 

as modernity, brought together minds,

spreading awareness, of the prevalence, 

identifying and implementing solutions. 

Civilizations have come to full circle,

treasuring, destroying, then protections,

being spearheaded, by today's youth,

having access, to relevant information. 

And each blossomed, without nurturing soil,

away from grounds, but closer to sky,

using lessons, from previous exposures,

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

Of human being and earth together!

In wrong hands

There's a reason,

we would need guidance, 

before given assess,

to hazardous elements.

For, in wrong hands,

there are severe consequences, 

when things escalate,

into something serious. 

Since ancient times,

only the special kinds,

were trained and tested,

before considered worthy.

From disciples to masters,

they have to clear levels,

before provided the chance,

to handle required tasks. 

Yet, things have changed,

weapons are easily availed,

without scrutiny or hard work,

power bestowed upon masses.

And those without values,

fall to impulses or accidents, 

harming self and surroundings, 

through propagation of violence. 

In wrong hands,

it's like clicking time bomb, 

there's lack of accountability, 

while passing judgments. 

When undeserving are armed

it have wider ramifications,

spreading fear in the society,

challenging law enforcement. 

Overall, destroying stability,

of a nation.

Running on the tracks

Running on the tracks,

straight towards destination, 

propulsion changed with years,

from steam, diesel and electric. 

Each station, newer stage,

carried passengers, not overwhelmed, 

reached terminals on times,

being trusted for commitments. 

The horn was loud, echoing around,

passing through tunnels and crowds,

spectators joined, cheered the ride,

filled with wonder, envy and pride. 

Yet, things changed with age,

losing luster, decline in performance, 

while new generations arrived,

better features, novel designs. 

With better visibility, they would shine,

shorter stops, captivating the minds,

for experiments, not the functioning, 

values replaced, for them to rise. 

Little by little, reducing footfall,

commuters complained, getting critical,

as if using the archaic model,

which was outdated, lost relevance. 

Running on the tracks,

where rails too developed cracks,

it still worked, for given tasks,

reminiscing days, of glorious past. 

Yet, there's no noise, just silence,

for, it had lost the zeal to whistle, 

being devoted to fulfill promises,

and waiting, for better days...