Look on the brighter sides

Look on the brighter sides,

keep reminding every time, 

your heart sank into sadness,

from the negativities of life.

The climb can be steep,

setbacks can slowly creep,

eroding your confidence,

gradually making you weak.

With no one to confide,

how can you survive, 

but spirit of self-love,

can help us revive.

You need to cultivate discipline, 

emotions can be an absolute whirlwind, 

straying you from desired paths, 

when your senses underperformed. 

For, awareness takes time to activate,

need patience, persistence, receptiveness, 

if we are stressed, conditioned to react,

how could we ever learn, and interact?

Look on the brighter sides,

even when your heart resists,

consider it as bitter medicine,

that can help your recover . . .

Your ideal state of mind.

How we respond or react

If someone has high sugar,

Being adviced by wellwishers,

To control their sweet intake,

As they are prone to diabetes,

Making them react or respond...

1. I will take up your suggestions, 

And consciously control impulses.

2. I appreciate your suggestions, 

And consider it before taking decision.

3. It's my body and my life,

And I love to eat sweets, 

Don't tell me what to do.

So, tell me, which path you choose?

For, it will impact on how people interact. 

Intellectual theft

We have patent systems,

to protect intellectual properties,

but there's no guarantee, 

that these were individual inventions, 

but stealing ideas from naives,

unaware of commercial plays.

We have heard of plagiarism, 

taking someone else's work,

passing them as their own,

to gain fame or fortunes,

but there are bigger games,

where entire history is stolen.

Traditional knowledge of medicine,

taken up by businesses & corporates,

patenting knowledge in foreign lands,

practices of indigenous communities, 

to claim exclusive commercial rights,

blocking original source from monetizing. 

Intellectual theft . . .

Modern systems have created loopholes, 

providing opportunities to powerful ones, 

having the capital and infrastructures, 

to market themselves as the owners,

and others, waking up late,

create policies like G.I tag . . .

Hoping to preserve and regain control, 

their rightful ownership!

A man of few words part 2

How well they speak,

expressing so many things,

I get blanked when trying,

to put words for my thoughts.

I am a man of few words . . .

Always felt little disappointed, 

in my inability to construct sentences, 

with limitations of vocabulary, 

acting as a spoilsport. 

That too been an excuse,

a way to rationalize artistic terms,

then there are speakers & writers,

who create magic from ordinary.

It would be from latency, 

by running thoughts through filters,

checking of relevance, nuances,

before serving them to others.

The lack of my fluency,

is inability of ornamenting, 

add volume to make things complex,

take away clarity from the concept.

I am a man of few words . . .

I don't deny being complacent, 

enjoying time as passive consumer,

to spare moments for practicing, 

concentrated effort in this direction.

For, I am also lazy!

A man of few words part 1

I am a man of few words,

seldom talking, mostly observe,

whenever in unfamiliar places,

or meeting with new people.

It was never my intentions, 

to avoid having conversations, 

always answered when prompted, 

sharing thoughts & information. 

I was more outgoing in youthful years, 

but had interests demanding solitude,

escaping to library, internet Cafes, T.V,

for my daily dose of explorations. 

Friendships were not like relationships, 

coming as seasons, never lasting long,

those brief memories, still fill my heart,

returning to private life.

I don't even know what I want,

enjoy tranquility, or have a chat,

then again, not many understand,

to have a meaningful dialogue. 

I am a man of few words,

be it voluntarily, or being forced,

still pursuing the right balance,

where I could have a word . . .

In this world.

 

Action beats idle dreams

A quiet, hollow ache,

felt deep in the recesses, 

watching someone else walk,

a life, I designed in my head.

Childhood and youthful years,

were spent in clearing the path,

for the resources, time, space,

of making it a perfect sense.

But it never arrived, in our mind,

there's hesitancy, something lacking,

but then strangers, & acquaintances, 

started inhabiting that reality.

It starts as admiration, sometimes envy,

might be longings, what could have been,

of the potentials, diverting from the ideals, 

grieving a version of us, that couldn't exist.

But, everything is not as rosy as it seems,

they have their trials, sheer grinds endured,

only few born with silver spoon in mouth,

most of the time, it's our choices & actions.

Action beats idle dreams . . .

As much I try to rationalize, 

I will still lament that dreaming guy,

watching snapshots of others' lives,

to revisit desires, long suppressed . . .

Nonchalant interaction

I was outside, for leisurely stroll,

taking in the view, of outside world, 

hustle and bustles, the busy streets,

quiet, isolate patches, for some stretching.

And there she was, a beautiful cow,

standing alone, besides group of people,

I had the impulse, to pet her head,

but was reluctant, saving face.

I went closer, she was alert with anticipation, 

they were used to being fed with offerings, 

but I avoided eye contact, as I passed,

still had a feel, gently brushing with hands.

She didn't react, I heaved a sigh of relief,

went ahead with walk, to designated point,

now I had to return, after completing round,

encountering same cow, on the route.

This time, she looked straight in my eyes,

letting out a moo, as I was approaching, 

I used same trick, quick scratches on neck,

only to find her unbothered, ignoring me completely. 

Ah, she is acting nonchalant,

but doesn't mind being petted,

and I returned, smile over my face,

outsmarted by the cow.

Adding credentials

Have we ever noticed, 

resumes of the professionals,

where some have multiple degrees,

while others lack basic ranks.

Adding credentials . . .

What are the underlying factors,

creating divide in their positions, 

acquired skills, privileged upbringings, 

or individual ambitions & affinity? 

There might be power imbalance, 

sociological & institutional feedbacks, 

dynamics of opportunities varies

from seeking access to invitations.

For the credibility of initiatives, 

organizations have preferences, 

replacing high risk employees, 

for candidates with pedigree. 

Then, there's motivation, 

getting return for time invested,

finding time from obligations, 

for speculative upskilling.

Adding credentials . . .

Their portfolios evoke envy,

but we don't know the costs, 

of efforts, connections, sacrifices, 

when we enjoyed work-life balance.

In the end, it's about choices, 

of mental peace, or gaining relevance. 

 

Be careful what you wish for

You can't ride two boats,

Harboring contrary ideals,

One wishing for cordial relations,

While opposing its values,

The society becomed a mirror,

For what you want to project,

Independence begets Independence, 

Selfishness begets selfishness,

When you assert your rights,

Other protect their rights,

Everything becomes transactional, 

Weakening the foundations.

So, be careful what you wish for,

For, that's the life you get,

Lies & excuses won't last,

Your actions betrays,

When you build your identity, 

Over choices & interests,

A rebel is considered rebel,

A gentle person as gentle,

Nothing is accepted, 

From declarations & demands.

It was never meant to be

It was never meant to be,

we were too different, 

existing in separate world,

seldom finding convergence. 

Our meeting was coincidental,

as if wheel of fate starts moving,

from greetings to conversations,

a connection kept building.

I was captivated by your charms,

gentle demeanor, smile that disarms,

sharing interests with confidence,

every time we had great discussions.

Before long, my thoughts were occupied,

eyes searching for you in the crowd,

getting excited from getting messages, 

enjoying every moment we interact. 

Gathering courage, I made the choice,

in a confession, convey my sentiments,

aware of distance, we were far apart,

but my feelings, could bridge the gap.

It was never meant to be,

but now we are together,

it all takes a loving heart,

with sincere commitments. 

Changing behaviors

Good or bad personality, 

Seen through attitude or behavior, 

Is not determined by,

Social or economic status,

Rather being a product of,

Upbringings, peers, environment, 

Which influences aspirations, 

Fueling expectations and ambitions, 

Changing them over the time,

Which mold their thinking process,

Creating patterns and tendencies,

That impacts their surroundings,

Making people reevaluate opinions,

Determining or modifying decisions, 

For, they could never escape,

Consequences of their actions. 

Ancient polytheism

It's fascinating to explore,

religious beliefs of ancients,

going through origin stories,

theories of creations.

We may question beliefs, 

but mustn't be too stiff,

allow space in our research,

for their understanding of universe. 

We still watch the same sky,

alignments might have changed,

adding new ideas & information,

with centuries of advancements.

Still, different paths do exist,

influences perceived realities, 

many questions have been answered,

but a lot more hides in obscurity. 

So, let us marvel their imagination,

find common links, between regions,

where cosmic forces are personified, 

while nature & mortals undergo deification.

When seen through metaphysical lenses,

we realize the roles they have played,

instilling values and principles, 

which celebrated relationship . . .

Between human and world!

Pacification

What does leader do,

to stabilize social disharmony,

from the dissent of citizens,

those asserting autonomy. 

One with unmet aspirations, 

being let down by stagnation, 

getting aggressive with demands, 

once they become disillusioned? 

Pacification . . .

Facing pressure from public,

they work to provide services,

taking responsibility of outcome,

through transparency of actions.

Yet, there are hurdles & obstacles, 

slowing progress, reducing visibility, 

so they develop novel approaches, 

for capturing attention of masses.

From centuries leaders have subdued, 

through fear, hope, devotion, bribes,

which changed forms with time,

but the basis remains the same.

So, now people evoke identities, 

provide subsides to vulnerable, 

constant distractions, cheap sustenance, 

to absorb surplus mental energy.

Pacification . . .

To retain the trust, 

regain lost popularity,

governments neutralize urgency,

by blunting edges of inequality.

Yet, it promotes complacency,

preventing rational discussions,

limiting potentials for growth,

with the certainty . . .

Of small entitlement!

Chasing or avoiding limelight

It's indeed a contrast,

how people do react,

when given the spotlight.

There are ones who chase,

trying to climb on the stage,

while others who instinctively shrink,

avoiding unwanted attention.

To chase the limelight,

they have the competitive drive,

seeking visibility and dominance,

can stem from something deeper

when it's not purpose or passion,

but to project position or status,

trying to prove themselves. 

There's deep sense of inadequacy, 

identity centered around being better,

constantly seeking the dopamine,

accolades become emotional necessity, 

each milestone validating the narrative,

of being special, chosen or superior,

temporarily quieting fear of being ordinary.

Then, there are those avoiding limelight, 

actively downplaying their achievements, 

getting uncomfortable with the praises,

where promotions are traps, not victory,

for, they calculate cost of such attentions, 

increased pressure, loss of autonomy, 

which is not worth the effort & time.

Some are also afflicted by fear,

suffering from imposter syndrome, 

being on background is protective,

against the sting of public judgments.

Chasing or avoiding limelight,

it depends on intrinsic motives,

ones fueled by voids or ambitions,

pursuing their dreams and aspirations, 

or draw it from peace and satisfaction, 

where social posturing is not aligned . . .

With inner tranquility. 

Happy Ganesh Chaturthi

Lord Ganesha have arrived,

for his beloved devotees,

accompanied by celebrations,

with Dhol and Tasha.

You are our vighnaharta,

remover of the obstacles,

lord of new beginnings,

watching over our endeavors. 

Residing in every child's heart,

eagerly waiting for your appearance,

surrendering books, copies and pens,

to receive your blessings.

You are Pratham Pujya, first of all,

spreading knowledge, imparting wisdom,

we bow to your divine manifestation,

guiding us in journey of learning.

Dear lord of auspiciousness, 

please receive our love and devotion,

humble offerings of Modak & laddos,

as we sing praises of your glory.

Om Shri Ganeshaya Namah 🕉 🙏 

Ganapati Bappa Moriya ✨️ 

Lazy day

Lazy day,

I want to stay,

cooping up at home,

read, watch or play,

spending my weekends.

The week was not hectic,

just monotonous routines,

still demanded my time,

to be used in commuting, 

so, I might be weary.

Going out feels tempting, 

trying dishes or cuisines,

hanging out with friends,

travelling to tourist spots,

but, it still demands efforts. 

I would rather miss out,

having snacks inside,

order some foods online,

or keep it on lighter side,

and enjoy hibernating. 

Lazy day,

it may not be a right way,

there's so much to try,

but nothing comes in mind,

so, I am signing off.

Today, I will spend my day . . .

Loafing around!

Meliorism

World has its own pace, 

is neither inherently good,

nor being a bad place,

but certainly is influenced, 

become better with time,

through deliberate effort.

Meliorism . . .

Coined in 19th century, 

it creates a middle ground, 

between passive optimism,

and fatalistic pessimism,

by giving importance, 

to actions and policies.

For, progress is not automatic, 

but depends on multiple factors,

using intelligence, giving attention, 

taking responsibilities for changes,

by solving problems at hand,

and providing, timely interventions. 

Meliorism . . .

Nothing is impossible, 

when we come together, 

from locality to the nation,

if our heart works in unison,

we all have the power,

to make our world . . .

A better place to live!

Time constraints fuels action

Have we ever wondered, 

how speedily we work,

facing deadlines or time limits,

pushing us towards our goals?

It's not mere fear or motivation, 

a spike in function by hormones,

but a combination of factors,

converge to provide the boost.

We all have evolutionary reflex,

fight or flight, our survival instincts, 

but here the stress is minimal,

enough to focus our attention.

While brain makes calculations, 

disabling perfectionism & hesitations, 

aiming for completing the tasks,

through short, higher-impact actions.

Conversely, having too much time,

make us distracted, & complacent, 

causing fatigue, from perceived complexities, 

added through unnecessary overthinking.

For, abundance of time breed inertia,

while the deadlines creates friction,

something that makes us act,

igniting the mental spark!

Data centers and AI

We have seen in news,

of how companies abuse,

in the name of development, 

destroying our environment,

and now, a threat emerges,

in the name of convenience, 

to sustain the rapid rise,

of artificial intelligence. 

Data centers . . .

Facility to house systems,

acting as server, storage networks,

like a single core engine room,

of storage, processing, distribution, 

for running internet activities, 

training & maintaining AI models,

as more systems get digitalized, 

for advancements of technologies. 

Yet, they come at a heavy cost,

require air conditioning & liquid setups,

to cool the generated heat,

consuming energy, with power backups.

The local residents were stressed,

from utilization of fresh water,

while the wildlife were affected,

by continuous light & vibrations. 

Data centers and AI . . .

These have become reality, 

changing world more than internet, 

where internet traffic of uploads,

put pressure on storage networks. 

For, AI drives an aggressive cycle,

of resource extraction & utilization, 

taking over land and fresh water, 

as means of its sustenance. 

Tattered and battered

Tattered and battered, 

with fillers being plastered, 

still showing dents & rusting,

as if faced many battles.

The interiors were very old,

exposed panels, worn out leathers,

floor mats scuffed by heavy traffic,

having a distinct musty stale smell.

Tattered and battered, 

still customers have gathered,

jolting bounces, screeching brakes,

constant rattles, swaying turns.

Still passengers were unbothered,

accustomed to vibration & motions,

even when experience of traveling, 

leaves a lot to be desired.

Tattered and battered,

they are occupational hazards, 

still a necessity of the people,

when it really mattered. 

And it becomes a reality,

of remote, low-income regions,

bearing the damages with a pride,

to keep providing services . . .

Facing harsher conditions. 

P.S. Memories of travelling in old buses

in village areas.

Mental accounting

It's like a paradox,

that many of us gravitate, 

spending large in luxuries, 

but refuse to pay more,

for everyday conveniences. 

Mental accounting . . .

We divide our money,

into separate mental buckets,

rationalizing high spending,

allocating in special places,

while extra fees for comforts, 

flagged as bad valuation,

for, it exceeds our expectation, 

of benchmark prices.

So, we try to negotiate, 

finding ways to circumvent,

putting pressure on self,

to take the advantage, 

feeling joy & satisfaction,

from saving our wealth,

not knowing the realities, 

of it bringing minor change.

Still, we remain frugal,

habit of building wealth,

which doesn't matches,

our financial strength,

that influences choices, 

forming core identity traits,

our brain judges price relatively, 

irrespective of purchasing power.

( Example : 100 rupees is 1/5th of 500,

While 1/50th of 5000, so, saving from first feels satisfying)

We walk away

Even in our desperations, 

we make difficult choices, 

letting go of our wants,

for better alternatives, 

or just shield ourselves, 

from perceived injustice.

We walk away . . .

From excuses to avoidance, 

confessions made, left to chance,

there are ways, we choose rejections, 

taking initiatives, forcing other person,

to retain our sense of control, 

or fear of treading into the unknown.

Maybe we seek familiarity, 

that was built over the time,

even in our misfortunes, 

it gave us comforting vibe,

sudden changes threatens,

we need it to be gradual.

Yet, everyone have their expectations, 

instant results or proof of convictions, 

getting weary of constant striving, 

carrying burden of our shortcomings,

each setback creates conflicts, 

between desires & personal values . . .

And we walk away.

Soak in the view

You need to feel renewed,

weary of being subdued, 

for every stumble, setbacks,

casting a shadow, spoiling mood,

and disturbing, your tranquility. 

Soak in the view . . .

Watching greeneries from balcony, 

gazing at the sunrise or sunsets,

or sitting on the bench to enjoy,

sceneries of mountains & oceans,

just the outskirts, or countrysides, 

whatever brings you some joy.

How much strong you want to be,

there are times, you have to leave,

holding to anger, disappointments, 

consumes energy, fuels bitterness, 

while your ambitions, far to reach,

strains body, draining vitality.

So, take a pause from striving,

for dreams, emotions, & duties,

there's more to learn from world,

when we widen our perspectives, 

looking beyond hurt, our expectations, 

that clouds mind, narrowing vision . . .

Stopping us from seeing,

beauty of our surroundings!

They are our guide

It's a divine calling,

to spread virtue of learning,

instilling values & wisdom,

through various disciplines.

They are our guide,

the love of our parents,

concerns from families, 

conversations with friends,

interactions and meetings,

listening to the news,

observing natural surroundings, 

every moment is a lesson,

if we become receptive.

So, we revere this noble profession,

of teaching knowledge and lessons, 

opening path of enlightenment, 

dispelling the fog of our ignorance, 

we learned focus and discipline,

of understanding depth of subjects,

building foundations with basics,

ensuring full comprehension.

They are our guide,

forever indebted to their service,

so we celebrate their presence, 

through our learning journey.

Happy Teachers Day 🙏 

Crying wolf

We have heard the story,

of a boy who cried wolf,

to trick concerned villagers,

about the danger that looms,

making them panic & scramble,

as he found pleasure from the act.

Yet, when actual wolf appeared,

villagers ignored distressed call,

for, they take it as another prank,

being tired of his shenanigans, 

and he cried, and he screamed,

watching his flock destroyed. 

Crying wolf . . .

He bore the consequences,

of repeatedly raising false alarms,

which were distant from realities,

bringing trouble to caring hearts,

losing credibility in the process,

just for gathering attentions. 

Let us learn the wisdom shown,

not make light of serious situations, 

our integrity is dependent on conducts,

through honest voice, sincere dedications, 

we add weight to our voices,

making people attend to the concerns.

You are the savior

You are the savior, 

illuminating our mind,

from childhood stories,

to song of the wise,

each action inspires,

making us realize, 

path of enlightenment. 

A childhood with struggles,

facing challenges head on, 

while sharing cheer & joy, 

with your adorable mischiefs, 

sometimes scolded & punished, 

still have infectious smile,

playing flute to mesmerize.

Youthful days were colorful, 

closer to nature, with cattle, 

saving others from troubles,

preparing for bigger battles,

a journey of fulfilling promises,

saving people from dangers,

still detached, from holding power.

You are the savior, 

a guide to us ignorants, 

confined to worldly distractions, 

you cleared doubts & confusions,

when we surrender to your grace,

we attain profound bliss,

receiving your blessings. 

Shri Krishna, 

show us the light,

Be our friend, teacher & family, 

A path to the divinity. 

Happy Janmashtami. 🙏 🕉 

Voice artists

We have encountered, 

stories from foreign lands,

or animated characters, 

being voiced by our own,

breathing life into them.

Voice artists . . .

They are of different breed,

pouring heart into the scenes,

to fulfill our expectations, 

of experiencing emotions,

through their performance. 

A story need human connection, 

providing deeper understanding, 

to resonate with the audiences,

the excitements or hesitations, 

through changes in vocalizations. 

It needs practice, true dedications 

consuming energy, build tensions,

to add qualities, creating personal,

with distinct speech patterns & quirks, 

driving the pace of the narratives. 

It might be difficult to express, 

when there are cultural influences, 

acting as barriers or ignorance, 

to let the emotions translate,

depth of the performances . . .

And be both efforts entertaining, 

and sincere representation!

Thrill to drive

If one gets the freedom to drive,

Enjoy the thrill of racing some bike,

They might feel themselves as heroes,

Having the power to chase winds,

But in reality they are reckless,

Risking life for getting high,

No one trusts such persons,

Whose thought process is,

Blowing own horns,

Using chances to run away, 

Rather than to drive responsibly, 

Protecting self & surroundings, 

And reach their family.

Inflation

Does it supply and demand mismatch, 

that drives the present equation,

or something more controls,

the flow of the valuations?

Inflation . . .

Our country is reeling,

moving towards disaster,

as normal ways of living,

are facing major disruptions. 

So, I pondered upon reasons,

from regional to global situations, 

which affects our necessities, 

be it food, commutes & housing.

Earlier things were gradual,

limited to commodities & partial,

but things changed post pandemic, 

exacerbated by geopolitical tensions.

There's surge in crude oil & shipping costs,

impacting imports, increasing retail prices,

while labor shortage & wage pressures, 

reduces profit margins, causing bankruptcy.

And we shift towards newer practices,

being sustainable, promoting conservations, 

measures like ethanol manufacturing,

putting undue pressure, on the supplies. 

Inflation . . .

Economy in downward slope,

eroding our purchasing power,

with real estate compounding problem,

consumer faces an uphill task.

Wondering, if the price ever falls!

Roadside amenities

With the advent of highways,

there's an increase in mobility,

upgrading roads for modern vehicles, 

for better & comfortable travels.

Yet, there are many obstacles,

quality issues to deterioration,

dangers of vulnerable stretches,

discouraging journey after dusk.

Roadside amenities . . .

It's something many drivers want,

which covers their necessities,

from food, shelter, toiletries, parking,

finding support, in some emergencies.

We have higher population density,

but they are limited, in towns & cities,

having scattered dhabas, & tea stalls,

nothing organized, lacking sanitation. 

Still, there's hope, with programs, 

of mitigating concerns, building WSAs,

to provide space, for people to rest,

allow drivers to stretch, regain alertness. 

When accompanied by infrastructures, 

of charging, repairing, security & toilets,

they build confidence, encourage travels,

by lowering the risk of their journeys.

Roadside amenities . . .

They are the need of hour, 

might bridge urban-rural divide,

promoting tourism, helping businesses, 

providing direct & indirect employments.

WSA : Wayside amenities (every 30-50 kms)

Time slips

Reading urban legends, 

popularized in certain sections,

I was intrigued by incidences,

experienced by many people,

while following routine life,

being transported to places,

which belong to different era,

of historical pasts, or future events.

Time slips . . .

It's something unexplainable,

anomalies faced by people,

visiting medieval style houses,

stepping into alternate realities, 

while traveling in usual paths,

in the crowds, deserted lands, 

reporting brief, disorienting shifts,

as if perceptions playing a trick.

Yet, the majority of such occurrences,

happens in western countries,

making me baffled, being puzzled,

wondering reasons for prevalence,

cultural influences, population density,

or mind creates paranormal activities, 

due to popularity of the narratives, 

collective delusions, strengthening beliefs.

Time slips . . .

Something still feels off,

with mounting of evidences, 

of people having precognition, 

or with accurate past visions,

were they hoaxes, mere illusions, 

or resonating with higher dimensions, 

as the mystery intensifies,

I raise more questions!

Cuteness of predators

Have we ever noticed,

distribution of our love,

when we adore animals,

be it children or adults,

for, most of us gravitate, 

towards the predators. 

The calf, chick, fawns,

have endearing features,

but antics of pup & kittens,

just steals our heart,

a fondness that persists,

even when they got older.

For, it's evolutionary wiring, 

affecting human psychology, 

getting tricked by facial features, 

which were closer to infants,

forward facing eyes, high forehead, 

involuntarily trigger nurturing instincts. 

The predators are more expressive, 

using flexibility of facial muscles, 

while rounded, padded paws,

reminding us of our hands,

adding their mischiefs & plays,

practice hunting skills . . .

But we are slain!

Every animal have their cuteness,

still, predators have us fascinated, 

by their curiosity, by their fierceness, 

stripped of its dangers,

to become our playmate.

Nature vs nurture

Is it our nature that dictates,

engagement with certain subjects,

or our character is determined,

by nurturing of specific interests. 

For, we have our temperament, 

innate qualities existing from birth,

being promoted by our guardians,

and influenced from environment. 

Yet, there's also external factors,

from peers to changing circumstances, 

curiosity, setbacks, developing interest,

gradually molding person's traits.

When over-investing in specific domains,

we start adopting cognitive frameworks,

narrowing our perceptions of reality,

reducing thresholds of impulsiveness. 

Yet, we can't discount base nature,

our core drivers, determining preferences, stimulus triggers latent predisposition, 

our immersion acting as the catalyst. 

Nature vs nurture

There's no single answer,

it's a dynamic feedback loop,

deciding shift of behaviors, 

or lack thereof.

 

Raksha Bandhan

On the full moon day of Shravan,

we celebrate this sacred festival,

honoring family and sibling affection,

through the promise of Raksha Bandhan.

Raksha and Bandhan, have deep value,

a vow to protect, the bond we treasured, 

as families gathered, for special ritual,

where sister tying Rakhi to brothers.

Rakhi, these sacred threads,

now are colorful, aesthetic designs,

simple strips to decorated beads,

representing prayers for long, happy life.

Accompanied by sweets and Aarti,

as sister apply colorful mark (tilak),

of vermilion & rice on brother's forehead,

circling small earthen lamp over his face.

She doesn't need anything in return,

a promise of protection & his support,

still receive token of gifts, cash or clothes, 

as they feed each other sweets & chocolates. 

Raksha Bandhan...

Time have changed, sentiments still remain,

reviving connections, strengthening every season,

tradition transforming into universal language,

when we tie threads, to ones we respect.

Be it community leaders, friends, or heroes.

Endearing

You were so sweet,

with adorable character, 

every time we interact,

my heart is charmed.

Endearing...

From be moment I glanced,

I was showered with warmth, 

your unconditional kindness, 

made me lower the guard.

What is this fuzzy feeling,

as if laying on soft grass,

gentle breeze streaming,

sunlight filters through branches.

You're calming, nurturing tone,

dispels my worries and gloom,

finding peace, love, & security, 

you act like a comforting room.

You are the epitome of strength,

still so humble, being empathetic,

when you listen, and encourage,

cheering me with sincere words.

Endearing...

You arrive like a blessing,

I bow to your feminine beauty,

your virtuosity is infectious, 

making me seek your company. 

For, every moment spent with you,

becomes my cherished memories!

 

Role of mascots

We loved the characters, 

created by brands or events,

making them more appealing, 

to us visitors & audiences. 

Mascots...

Built for instant recognitions, 

leaving behind lasting impressions, 

when we see their figures,

we instantly link with the promoters.

Yet, there's something deep,

the company using the tricks,

transforming into something friendly,

that's fun and approachable. 

For, most of them are dry,

having no personality to sway,

so they create visual anchors,

to capture much needed attention.

And mascots act as ambassadors, 

that never age, have versatile features,

evoking nostalgia, in every generation,

as their image remains forever.

Role of mascots...

They still rely on the popularity, 

or were forgotten, facing scarcity, 

effective in persuading the crowd,

but the quality needs to astound...

For its charm to work!

Human-wildlife boundaries

 Which of the model protect,

allowing ecosystems to flourish, 

preserving floras and faunas, 

in the era of development. 

Human-wildlife boundaries...

We have seen countries, 

segregating, with strict boundaries, 

with designated nature reserves,

fully separated by human activities. 

It does help, when they have cleared,

exhausting resources, with extermination, 

of any lifeform in their vicinities, 

to have a clean, orderly civilization. 

Then there are developing countries, 

primarily relying on farming or foraging, 

where these boundaries are blurred, 

and follow principles of coexistence.

While some countries display tolerance, 

even if population increases resistance, 

providing ample space for wildlifes, 

to survive in shared landscapes.

Each side have their drawback,

geographical isolation minimizes conflict,

undisturbed habitat for sensitive species,

but confining or displacing creatures,

that require migrations for genetic diversity.

Coexistence & tolerance provide cushions,

still prone to economic losses & casualties, 

when there are unrestricted interactions, 

leading to gradual ecological degradation. 

Human-wildlife boundaries...

Now most countries developed policies, 

pursuing conservations across nationalities, 

what matters is proper implementation, 

to create a balance...

Where natural world finds sanctuary. 

Nervous smile

I wish to smile naturally, 

a quality I admire earnestly, 

something I miss mostly,

when I tried consciously, 

miss creating it perfectly.

Nervous smile...

I wondered the reasons,

what changes the season,

these shifting internal climate,

clashing with social dictum,

activating reflex mechanisms.

It's rarely genuine happiness, 

or signalling our disinterests, 

rather means deeper conflicts,

encountered uncomfortable situations, 

manifesting on our faces.

In social gatherings & interactions, 

we are expected to be polite & warm,

even if feeling shy, or embarrassed, 

we have to gentle, be inconspicuous, 

instinctively using it as buffer.

Then, there are such times,

we process difficult situations, 

in griefs, distress, emotional pain,

experiencing cognitive overload,

we use masks, to sooth or suppress.

Nervous smile...

It's never in isolation, 

but collision of inner emotions, 

of fear, sadness or embarrassment, 

clashing with social obligations, 

we develop the trait...

As brain's defense mechanism!

Health doesn't see status

We have outsourced,

every physical requirements,

cleaning, cooking, commuting, 

even moving simple objects,

from occasional help,

it became default baseline,

now these privileges,

are impacting our life.

We are saving time,

using it for important work,

but deep down we know,

it's just an excuse,

trading for screen time,

furthering sedentary life,

either in home or work,

we are accumulating free time.

It's basic human biology, 

every task promoting functioning, 

in form of low intensity movements, (NEAT)

to keep metabolic health intact,

but we promote societal belief,

of conveniences being higher grounds, 

ignorant of the consequences, 

that complacency have brought...

For, health doesn't see status!

** NEAT : Non exercise activity thermogenesis

Short wait feels harder

My patience wears thin,

waiting becomes irritating, 

while performing the chores,

any delay can be limiting, 

to my calm demeanor. 

Yet, I don't have problems,

of waiting in the queues,

or pursuing long-term goals,

there are seldom frustrations, 

building in my heart.

So, I pondered on this feeling,

experiences of the uneasiness,

when I encounter some delays,

but ignore the same situations, 

accept setbacks in longer journeys. 

Maybe it's about expectations, 

instant results, without frictions, 

like loading websites, sending emails,

standing for checkouts, or in cafes,

our attention span gets short.

For, when destination is too far,

we have to accept, and prepare,

where hitch or snags don't trigger,

immediately ring alarm bells,

as the gap is too long.

Short wait feels harder,

become easier to be noticed,

brief delays break momentum, 

taking away our joy of completing, 

for, the threshold has reached!

Don't we love presents?

Don't we love presents?

The act of giving or receiving, 

excites us deep inside, 

bringing warm feelings,

when we find it gift wrapped.

Was it mystery, or excitements, 

adding surprise, of finding it out,

steadily building the suspense,

to be culminated with rewards,

of something we desired.

The process of the search, 

being a ritual, to deepen ties,

pouring emotions as we purchase, 

find something we could associate,

to be appreciated by the recipient.

And the ones, waiting to receive, 

unpredictability amplifies dopamine,

our brain love to solve puzzles,

while being valued, releases Oxytocin, 

altogether enhances the experience. 

Don't we love presents?

Untying of ribbon, tearing the paper,

opening the lid of the boxes,

feeling satisfied by the reveal,

even if the object have less appeal...

The old fish stays

The old fish stays,

which others play,

laughing & mocking, 

at his foolishness. 

"You have aged, gramp,

forgotten way of champs,

we find delicious treats,

when you are gulping air!"

The old fish ignored,

continued with the chore,

keeps an eye on juveniles, 

and shoal of fingerings. 

The fish swam further away,

frolicking & teasing, every day,

taking risks, enter shallow water,

for better food, and dwellings. 

But soon, most were hunted,

tricked by lure, surprised by traps,

witnessing horrors of companions,

being snatched away from surface.

The old fish smiled,

looked with vacant eyes,

"My scales are white, as I stayed,

learning from my mistakes."

Just be nearby...

I am not feeling good,

a bit tired, making me brood,

it could be fever or cold,

making me seek your company, 

just be nearby...

My body burning hot,

sometimes chills, sweats a lot,

lightheaded, unsteady on feet,

as glass slips from my grip.

I admit, I am at a loss,

as mind anticipate the worst,

fear invades, confidence falls,

I need your healing touch.

I imagine holding your hand,

your fingers stroking my hair,

soothing me with gentle voice,

my heart soaking your warmth.

You don't have to speak,

give me medicine or feed,

your presence is enough,

calming distress, loneliness...

I am vulnerable & weak,

in these moments, I might break,

so, hear my silent plea,

come closer, sit beside me,

just be nearby...

It's amusing, how tragedy plays

It's amusing, how tragedy plays,

like throw of dice, in hands of power, 

there's no place for individual rights,

to see dreams, aspire for better days.

Being oblivious, of cunning designs, 

there fate sealed, and hope resigned,

with no escape, grim reality awaits, 

any voice rising, is actively suppressed. 

For greater good, on righteous path,

taking revenge, for losses or insults,

overlooked as collateral damages, 

added or subtracted from statistics. 

The more fire, in heart & arsenals,

feeds their ego, blinding conscience, 

conducting meetings, taking credits,

for projecting dominance over weaklings.

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

but collective guilt, of our civilizations,

where millions and millions of lives,

being decimated, scarred for generations. 

It's indeed amusing, how tragedy plays,

with justifications, legitimacy facades,

when every hurt, cried, soul in despair,

want nothing but salvation...

A life of peace and security.

I haven't slept

"I haven't slept"

he told with pained expressions, 

sharing his struggle, 

for a peaceful slumber.

He seems anxious, 

with trembling hands,

as his lips quiver,

with shaky voice.

"Never in my life,

I felt so nervous,

to even interact,

with known persons."

And I could see the change,

his demeanor is lacking,

with invading doubts,

dimming his confidence. 

"I have trusted God, 

then why I faced such struggle, 

even in devoted heart,

I still experience bitterness."

And he speaks of troubles,

which clouds his judgments, 

of trusting process, having hope,

being grateful of the blessings...

When everything collapses,

with major disappointments,

losing his mental peace,

he shared his predicament.

Nature of discussion

 Have we ever observed,

ways our discussion goes,

when we have interactions,

as we enjoy some company.

It could be casual greetings, 

topics worthy of debating, 

or just being diplomatic,

reading room before commenting.

It changes with accompanied groups,

friends, families, professional network,

being structured, pragmatic in some,

lighthearted moments with close ones.

Most of us have social circles,

that follows a routine, usual chitchat,

seldom touching deeper concerns,

when facing troubles, serious situations. 

Familiar environments acting as cushion,

but sometimes, we are stripped of buffer,

when travelling, visiting new regions, 

we encounter diverse views & opinions.

And we are surprised, of the atmosphere,

as we engage, participate in conversations, 

where identities fades, forming new culture,

with its preferences & choices of subject...

Building empathy & understandings,

discovering something new about humanity. 

Is it natural for us to work?

Is it natural for us to work?

Like in machine, acting as a cog,

selective tasks, long hours, 

not enough time, to spend at home,

or enjoy moments of leisure. 

Since ancient times, we had a rhythm,

short burst of activity, work or pleasure,

there was a fluidity in their actions,

without rigid rules or regulations,

to limit movements, against distractions. 

The advancements of our civilizations, 

we started following division of labor,

to be more productive in performance, 

scaling agriculture, industrial revolutions,

in the era of hyper-specializations.

Yet, it came with a price,

of being dependent on assistance, 

for fulfillment of necessities, 

be it our food, shelter & energy,

forgetting the skills of survival. 

Before long, we get acclimatized, 

joining the rat race of productivity, 

where competitions & comparisons,

forcing us to maintain relative positions, 

while loss of family & community...

Keep adding jobs, following atomization.

Is it natural for us to work?

Or just a facade, social construct,

a busyness, driven by artificial urgency, 

which we can easily opt out of, 

by protecting our unproductive space...

Where we cultivate hobbies, wander, or do nothing!

The shared dream

15th August...

It's not a date,

but milestone achieved, 

after countless sacrifices.

The shared dream...

Centuries of colonial rules,

breaking the spirits of many,

enduring unspeakable crimes,

buried with passing time.

Yet, there were voices,

could never be silenced,

standing against injustice,

demanding their rights.

Now we stand on same grounds,

enriched by the sweats & bloods,

hoisting tricolor with immense pride,

singing glory of our blessed nation,

sovereign, democratic, independent, 

we gather to celebrate our freedom,

paying tribute to freedom fighters,

bowing to their grand vision.

The shared dream...

Their legacy still continues,

filling heart with patriotic hues,

we as citizens participate,

in workplaces & neighborhoods.

Beyond the government offices,

programs in school & colleges, 

it's the day of reverence, 

coming together to pray.

Happy Independence Day!

We feel lucky

We feel lucky,

when things go our way,

as others are struggling.

Finding shortcuts in the queue, 

guidance of knowledgeable person,

coincidences happening around us,

to make our journey comfortable,

having lesser setbacks or hurdles,

as if bestowed with divine blessings.

We may feel proud of achievements, 

attribute it to hard work or competence, 

being actively chosen by others. 

Yet, these can be exceptions, 

and we take credit for functions,

which are happening randomly.

We feel lucky...

Showing pleasure in proclaiming, 

of being favored by higher powers

while it's a confluence of factors,

getting fortunate by performing actions...

And fate starts favoring!

 

Ceremonial treats

Attending ceremonial treats,

that lasted for centuries at least,

satiating more than hunger,

filling our heart with bliss.

A spread of traditional dishes,

cooked in woods & earthen pots,

with limited spices & condiments, 

still rivals complex cuisines.

Is it just our sentiments, 

attached to followed traditions, 

or truly charm of simplicity, 

captures palates of those who eat.

The most sacred were ritualistic, 

connected with spirituality or devotions, 

further spreading, as part of culture,

required in marriages or family celebrations. 

We don't calculate calories or nutrition, 

when we partake, finding nourishments, 

working well with our way of living,

easily digested, keeping us healthy.

Ceremonial treats...

They are not for our needs,

but every meal is intricately linked,

with practices of our community, 

as a form of gratitude & respect...

Towards our own identity!

Religion is not for empty stomachs

 "Religion is not for empty stomachs"

It's futile to preach spiritual ideals,

making them understand philosophy, 

of religions or political sensibilities, 

when they are starving...

Yet, I have my concerns,

of people leverage situations, 

taking advantages of vulnerable, 

being subjected to manipulations, 

to further their interests.

For, personal opinion or worldview,

is not a luxury, reserved for a few,

they have much larger influences, 

often used, as tool of survival.

Poverty is not just lack of resources, 

but an onslaught, of stress & uncertainties,

where these faiths, beliefs & philosophies, 

become an internal anchor, prevent sufferings. 

It provides a sense of freedom & autonomy,

having control, for asserting their humanity,

fueling their drive, to be treated fairly, 

a step towards building better reality.

In the end, ones facing the hardships,

truly understand value of philosophies. 

Colorblind

"I don't see it," I exclaimed,

as others compare answers,

teacher have brought a chart,

with many colorful dots,

they see me with pity,

brother, you are colorblind.

I was puzzled, it didn't register,

for, I could identify colors,

appreciating natural surroundings, 

playing with crayons in childhood,

devoted some time to painting,

and have chosen vibrant attires. 

Yet, there was a sense of unease,

when I recalled things clearly,

constantly reading tags and labels,

written on crayons, and apparels, 

I could never make distinctions,

taking help of parents or sibling.

"I don't see it," years have passed,

a repeat statement, for another cause,

as they expressed, and I watched,

extremes of elation or sadness,

in greetings, meetings & interactions, 

responding to events, or relations.

The same sense of unease,

I tried to rationalize feelings,

aware of my shortcomings,

of being logical, objective thinking,

does that mean I don't experience,

missing out of many hues!

"You have emotions," A voice whispered, 

"Even if, not reacting to situations, 

not expressing mix of magenta and purples,

doesn't make your world dull or colorless,

for, you see contrast, texture & structure,

better at recognizing the patterns"

Being colorblind, is not a bad thing!

 

Mountain & winds

No one questions integrity of mountains, 

Standing tall, unmoving, steady on principles, 

Yet the winds are questioned for intentions,

When proudly declare their independence, 

Never settling, moving places to places,

Carrying fresh breeze or air pollutants.

Stealing is wrong

"We shouldn't be doing this,

stealing is wrong!" His voice concerned.

"You are a worrywart, no one will know,

and it's so much fun!" They answered.

Hiding in the orchard,

they plucked fruits & flowers,

ripened with sweet fragrances, 

bursting with colors.

The boy was small, being naive,

accompanying others of older age,

wanting to be part of an adventure, 

only to face such dilemmas. 

They were sneaky, place being vast,

hidden in foliage, farmer seem aghast,

as they return, with spoils of raids,

counting the haul, having a laugh.

But, the boy saw troubled expressions, 

seeing the damages, after their departure,

recalling the lessons, his mother's advice,

never to cause pain, from his actions.

So, he returned, called the farmer,

gathering courage, confesses his crime,

asking for forgiveness, still being hesitant, 

to divulge names, of others' involvement. 

"I am sorry, I will repay the loss,

don't call parents, It's first & only mistake"

"Don't cry kind," Farmer had kind eyes,

"You are honest, dragged into trouble "

'Stealing is wrong', Farmer continued,

"For, a thief doesn't value, 

all the love, care, hope and efforts went,

and it pains me, how plants were treated"

The boy returned, with renewed resolve, 

to never indulge, in these wrongdoings,

share the lessons, to correct behaviors.

Willingness to learn

Knowledge and insights,
Are completely useless,
Unless the recipient is humble,
Is prepared, willing to learn...

For, experiences teaches,
The teachable!

Road sense

We have seen examples, 

lapse of judgments create disasters,

extinguish lamps of many houses,

without fear of consequences. 

Road sense...

There are some responsibilities, 

we need to carry with sincerity, 

when using public infrastructures,

we have to become considerate.

Yet, people remain ignorant,

holding to ego & entitlement, 

across class and generations, 

not giving enough thoughts.

Lacking patience, lane discipline,

encroaching tracks, wrong side driving,

not prioritizing pedestrians, or traffic, 

always in a rush, to cover stretches.

With arrival of powerful vehicles,

building expressway for easier travels,

there's an obsession of higher speed,

aggressive driving often being fatal.

Road sense...

It's really painful to see,

lackluster attitudes of administrations, 

but more damaging are such cultures,

which disregards others' rights...

For using road with safety & peace.

Travelling with specific goals

Travel humbles, make us grow,

still, there lies, something more,

when we have purpose, & passion,

it can be an immersive show.

For, most of us are passive observers,

ticking off a checklist of popular sights,

still, some quests with specific lens,

transforming trip into active explorations. 

Every city, each region, possess its charm,

very few are attuned, to rhythm of location,

getting overwhelmed by vibrant surroundings  

to truly invest their time and attentions.

So, our interests act as natural filter,

to background noises, causing burnouts,

giving us space, for curiosity to thrive,

study the environment, for better understanding. 

Still, most holidays & vacations,

don't spare for adventurous expeditions, 

with planned itineraries, prior obligations, 

lacking opportunities, for authentic interactions. 

So, fortunate are those who dares, 

finding meaning, in their journeys,

making discoveries, building legacies, 

which inspires others, in creating memories. 

When we travel with specific goals,

it becomes special, something more!

Assam flood crisis

An ongoing crisis,

developing this monsoon,

where lives were impacted,

from cloudburst and deluge.

Most of us watch in news,

while unfortunate ones endures,

flooded streets and homes,

without basic amenities. 

Some climbing to the roofs,

others needing shelter & food,

as the savings are washed away,

leaving nothing to their name.

Most harrowing tales,

told by survivors & evacuee, 

missing friends and families, 

lost crops, farm animals.

There were those overlooked,

how wildlifes have lost footings, 

pressuring dwindled populations, 

to find refuge, safer dwellings. 

With places facing waves of flooding,

even the foundations became weak,

with collapse of the infrastructures, 

causing mass displacement & losses.

The nature fury is unstoppable, 

still we take steps to mitigate, 

providing support is need of hour,

till they recover from sufferings. 

My prayers for Assam flood 🙏 

Don't be dependent on validations

Don't be dependent on validations, 

Seeking reassurance from others,

For, it makes you prone to habituation. 

While promoting miscommunication,

Damaging relationships...

With self & surroundings. 

Self-preservation

Facing distress or disappointments, 

we develop tendencies of avoidance,

when our trust were broken,

it can lead to disillusionment. 

Self-preservation...

It's our natural instincts,

be it physical or emotional,

we don't want it to repeat,

requiring time to adjust,

for strengthening beliefs.

Being caught off-guard,

mind shift to hypervigilance, 

passing through scrutiny, 

even empathy needs clearance, 

before extending generosity. 

Yet, it's not generalized,

limited to specific situations, 

promoting goodwill & harmony,

for, we retain our character,

not letting setbacks alter virtuosity. 

Self-preservation...

We may feel guilt & shame,

still maintain boundaries, not blame,

prioritizing our needs, and aspirations, 

there are times, we withhold kindness,

for, caring doesn't mean...

Taking other's responsibility. 

Fake it till you make it

"Fake it till you make it"

Often mocked for its superficiality, 

being criticized, of the inauthenticity,

still the statement carried wisdom,

of triggering brain's neuroplasticity. 

For, we get anxious, as we fear,

getting exposed, treated as imposter,

with stress of masking true feelings,

eventually leads to emotional burnout.

Yet, we can't deny its role,

in giving us confidence boost,

awakening optimism in heart,

to develop skills, and competence. 

When we emulate habits & posture,

create mental image of ideal person, 

we effectively train nervous system,

to transform rehearsals into real version.

Yet, we have our nature and quirks,

inherited from genetics, upbringings, 

shaping sensitivities or perspectives,

which sets the rules, and boundaries. 

"Fake it till you make it"

We can make conscious choices,

stretching comfort space to play,

a lifetime of continued learning,

becoming the one, we wished to be.

Someone who understands

We can never say, 

What we perceived, 

Is true reality,

But the perceptions,

Is unique to us,

And we would want,

Someone who understands. 

A black cat

A black cat,

on an expedition,

crossing the streets,

walking on the pavement.

I watched her pause,

throw me a piercing gaze,

those mesmerizing golden eyes,

as if mapping secret pathways. 

Twitching nose, decoding scent trails,

tail curved, like question mark,

standing mid-stride, frozen as a statue,

fully focused, investigating surroundings. 

I was intrigued, tracking the movement,

of this shadow, on a secret mission,

fuelled by promise, of delicious treats,

or hunting prey, for its children. 

With a dramatic, toothy yawn,

briefly glancing, resumed its prowl, 

I scrambled, hesitated for a moment, 

then pursued, observing the act.

A black cat,

was too stealthy, 

vanishing before my eyes,

when I was distracted...

Now I will never know,

reasons for its expeditions!

Fair exchange

What does it take,

to override conscience, 

compromising principles, 

for deals we make?

Fair exchange...

Not many take bribes,

when given in the face,

but lowers their guard,

when the stakes are raised.

It's a clever manipulative trick,

framing it as mutual benefit, 

making us believe in good intent,

gives license to bend core values.

There are ways it can be enforced,

by being helpful or be generous, 

invoking spirit of reciprocity, 

pressures us to return the favor.

Fair exchange...

When things non-negotiable, 

are placed on scale for rewards,

moral dimensions of our choices,

were replaced by cost benefit analysis...

And we create internal narratives,

to justify actions, furthering interests, 

slowly surrendering honor & values,

until it becomes unrecognizable!

Fear of being undermined

It's an irrational fear,

something of a scare,

when one is not recognized,

by their staffs or gatekeepers. 

Fear of being undermined...

What is the reason of such anxieties, 

when we understand their duties,

still it annoys, can be agitating,

losing our calm, making them wary.

Is it the pride, air of superiority,

making such queries as humiliating, 

or it captured the awkwardness, 

of singled out, making it embarrassing. 

Our mind seek balance, internal stability, 

avoiding situations, that breach privacy,

when forced to defend, explain, validate,

it activates defense mechanisms.

Fear of being undermined...

There are few who don't take it personally,

making light of situations, putting a smile,

shifting attention from anticipations, 

to communicate positions respectfully.

Alien life

What defines alien life?

Is it made of organic matters, 

or sentient inorganic beings...

Earth is hospitable, 

lies in habitable zone,

with magnetic fields,

protect against radiations,

and insulating atmosphere 

regulates weather & temperature. 

We are made of carbon,

having abundant liquid water,

with solid grounds as foundations. 

What if, these are unnecessary, 

for lives to keep flourishing, 

in extremes of environments.

An entity that process information, 

reproduce without relying on DNA,

adapting to their surroundings,

boiling surfaces to frozen lands,

intense radiations or gas giants,

having their own evolved creatures.

We have made assumptions,

but reality is surreal & astounding, 

when we expand boundaries...

Of imaginations!

 

When instincts were right

There are times we wish,

Our instincts were wrong,

To have faith in others,

For us to trust more,

Yet, as the time passed,

We see how things unfolds, 

And concerns were validated,

From their choices & actions,

But it doesn't make us happy,

Just disappointments...

Heights & standard of living

It was said that height is genetic,

yet lifestyles can also be limiting,

our potential for good stature.

We have seen things change,

in recent statistics, suggesting a trend,

accompanied by economic development.

Where countries traditionally being short,

have seen enormous growth spurt,

living behind less developed countries. 

For, except for the extremes,

average stature is a physical record,

depends upon net nutrition.

While advancements in healthcare,

dietary qualities & better environment, 

accelerates growth, beyond genetics.

Now countries are focusing on ways,

to provide best of the nourishments, 

and maximize the genetic blueprints. 

For excelling in fields of sports,

being more resilient to challenges, 

to reap the demographic dividends. 

So, we can now say for certain,

height mirrors socio-economic conditions, 

with access to better nutrition & healthcare.

P.S. Net nutrition: balance of nutrition left after using it by body physical and growth demand.

A noise woke me up

A noise woke me up,

the continued cacophony outside,

disrupting my peaceful slumber,

of dreams that awaited conclusions. 

As sunlight filters through drapes,

I open window for quick check,

of the chaos happening beyond,

a ripple in the stillness of morning.

What I discovered amuses me,

as a flock of babblers is fighting,

hoping over the edge of the walls,

as squirrels standing on guard.

There's flattened rice scattered around, 

a routine offering from mother's hand,

while clay cup has fallen from its place,

used as means of asserting dominance. 

The babbling of babble is deafening, 

and squirrel barking add to intensity,

while a pigeon watching from afar,

as the event were unfolding.

I decided to restore harmony,

by bringing food as peace offering,

distributing evenly, in different spots,

to stop their untimely clash...

Restoring the calm, 

for my tranquil daybreak!

Hike, hike, people hike

Hike, hike, people hike,

on the trails, immersing in nature,

with equipments & accessories 

to make it feel right,

exploring difficult terrains,

walking in day or overnight.

Hike, hike, people hike,

in the woodlands & forests,

under the shades of canopies, 

stepping roots, leafs, muddy patches,

sometimes there are steep climbs,

mountain ridges testing endurance.

Hike, hike, people hike,

walking through meadows or marshes,

sometimes follow rivers or coastline,

even explore extremes of places,

facing heat in deserts & canyons,

freezing on glaciers or snowfields.

Hike, hike, people hike,

for a break from noises of cities,

having a taste of adventurous living,

clearing our mind, boosting mood,

with benefits on physical fitness,

and a story, worthy of share or post.

Hike, hike, people hike,

increasing traffic in pristine sites,

with influx of human presence, 

degrades sanctuary of local wildlife,

bringing noise, mismanaged wastes,

breaking ecological connectivity...

The vital pathways of ones,

Truly needing that hike!

 

I am not bold

I am not bold,

to be completely sold,

the idea of taking risks,

have never worked,

inside my mind.

I have been told,

of too rigid an outlook,

that seldom welcomes,

newer ideas & perspectives. 

I tried to break the mold,

to avoid labeled being cold,

still, couldn't compromise, 

on values that I uphold...(dear)

Then again, I chose to withhold,

reasons that put me in the spot,

burdened with shame & concerned,

having fear of higher expectations. 

I have always admired,

who could express freely,

unconcerned of scrutiny or ridicule,

capturing, attention of the audiences.

I am not bold,

being happy in the backgrounds,

still, take the lead, when needed,

for ones, who means my whole world.

May be, someday I will be bold!

Ambiguity

Driving through a thick fog,

don't know what lies ahead,

I have to slow down my pace,

while scanning for potential threats. 

Ambiguity...

When your intentions are unclear,

how much weight should I bear,

analyzing pauses, lies, concealing, 

as something dangerous. 

I am exhausted, losing my patience,

have second thoughts, reducing confidence, 

every time you change your statements, 

through words, behaviors and actions.

I don't like uncertainties,

relations demands psychological safety,

conscious efforts to build the trust,

through proper communication. 

Silence works for genuine souls,

having integrity, sense of honor,

which doesn't breed unwanted suspicions, 

by eroding trust, displaying inconsistencies.

It's important to have privacy, 

intimate connections needs vulnerability, 

and the world, respect those voices,

who never leave room for ambiguity. 

You called me mean

You called me mean,

being green with envy,

as I was disclosing hypocrisy, 

when you tried to be clean.

You wanted to be a queen

to be put on a pedestal, 

and fulfill expectations, 

without any questioning.

Yet, I resisted demands,

wanted to address concerns, 

with clarity and boundaries,

for steady progression. 

And you became evasive,

taking offense at my behavior, 

as it was supposed to be enjoyable, 

but my words felt like daggers.

You called me mean,

for killing vibes of conversation,

by seeking honesty in communication,

which might impact our relation.

And I have nothing to say...

Rise of spectacle

I remembered the times,

when movie halls excites,

hearts of every generation, 

seen with families or alone.

Most were gentle, heartwarming, 

comforting soul, pleasant to eyes,

evoking emotions, putting a smile,

leaving lasting impressions. 

Rise of spectacle...

But now pushed to fringes,

by gritty justice, and violence, 

with actions, scene of passion,

adding spices, grabbing attention.

Now people chase blockbusters, 

visual effects and high dramas,

where clash of good and evil,

entertain with their intensity. 

Rise of spectacle...

Looking back at the golden age,

of romantic comedies & family stories,

which lost place in mainstream theaters,

to action franchise, comic superheroes.

Now migrated to streaming platforms,

finding its niche, among the masses,

buried under the mountains of contents,

waiting to be discovered by algorithm. 

Having no arrogance

"Having no arrogance, is itself an arrogance"

I tried to remain humble,

downplay successes & capabilities, 

when received compliments & praises,

I felt uncomfortable, not deserving.

For, I have been a realist, 

comparing it with contemporaries, 

knowing the extent of investments,

of time & efforts, I am lacking.

Still, there's a voice in my head,

being proud of my selfless acts,

giving me a sense of superiority, 

to have renounced accomplishments. 

Yet, deep down, conscience speaks,

exposing ego, wearing mask of virtue,

seeking social approvals & validations, 

developing this habit of performance. 

For, humility is not a skill to learn,

but an absence of self-interest, 

a quiet state of mind, being content,

in accepting world in every form.

Patience & tolerance

We might have seen it close,

read in papers, seen in news,

of people taking extreme steps,

when pushed into a corner, 

causing irreversible damages.

Patience and tolerance...

Capacities we have lost,

being victim to our environment,

where upbringing & circumstances, 

shrinking psychological margins,

for absorbing pressures.

What were the reasons,

that led to this state of mind,

where have we lost ways,

in our pursuit for fulfillment,

of dreams & aspirations. 

It starts with immediate vicinities, 

of things provided, or been lacking,

in relations, purpose, possessions, 

a life built on strong foundations, 

to weather highs and lows.

Many live in curated bubbles,

silently suffering in isolation,

staring screen, that flaunts wins,

making their failures debilitating, 

without support of community. 

Patience and tolerance...

Are we influenced by narratives, 

amplifying losses through overthinking, 

having seen comfort and conveniences, 

brain demands resolution, instant fixes,

when facing financial losses, or heartbreaks.

If you want, I will sing

If you want, I will sing,

pull at your heartstrings,

checking all the boxes,

that you have dreamt.

Tell me if you desire,

to be put on a pedestal, 

where I would submit,

fulfill every whim & fancy.

To soothe your heart,

ease worries, address concerns,

so you don't carry the burden,

of the aches, & resentments. 

For, I understand your fears,

beneath that arrogant attitude, 

embarrassed to speak up,

your deepest feelings.

If you want, I will sing,

when only you allow me,

not demanding the results,

but gradually dissolving.

With moments, we spend,

with conversations we have,

finding that connections, 

passion that once faded away.

Strength vs roughness

They both feel same,

having similar denotation, 

still of contrasting character, 

of different connotation. 

Strength vs roughness...

The display of power,

can be flashy or subtle,

by emitting your virtuosity, 

through your temperament. 

The distinction had to be made,

how our emotions are surfaced,

presenting an unyielding exterior,

being imposing & resisting pressure.

For, strength is anchored deep,

rooted in purpose & containment, 

while roughness show turbulence,

fuelled by reactions and friction.

True strength is a shield of endurance, 

being dependable, solid foundations, 

the will to absorb distress & sufferings, 

bear the burden, making sacrifices. 

Roughness being volatile, is unrefined,

a perceived need to protect ego fragile, 

aggression creating the sharp edges,

which cuts & bleeds, with their actions.

While strength carry internal stability,

building trust with honesty & sincerity, 

underneath roughness, there's a fear,

of being hurt, controlled or exposed.

So, be mindful, when you project power,

What you display, strength or roughness?

Allure of larger structures

There is an allure, 

of building bigger structures, 

to show power or devotion.

We see it across the continents,

in large sculptures, massive monuments,

from ancient times to modern age,

humanity have never changed,

romanticize ideas of gigantic things,

investing wealth, effort and time.

Be it Asia, Europe or America's,

we had seen pyramid or temples,

and giant colossal structure.

They also carved statues,

of human, animals & deities,

leaving legacies forever. 

It is really awe-inspiring, 

to imagine what they achieved, 

with limited tools & knowledge. 

Still, the same could be seen,

creations of statues or buildings,

as a part of modern designs.

 

Hidden riches

We see statistics, national data,

representative of how much we fare,

in having population of millionaires.

Yet, there seems some mistakes,

of missing the mark, actual figures,

relying on information, from surface.

Hidden riches...

It's something we all realize,

as parallel economy openly thrives,

making people wealthy & affluent.

They don't live lavish lifestyles,

silently acquiring away from sights,

managing to live under the radars.

The first are the real estates,

absorbing unaccounted cash,

artificially inflating property market.

Then we're the informal sectors,

like private businesses, and traders,

cash based, outside the tax net.

Then there are agricultural exemptions, 

misused by large farmers & office holders, 

to mask massive earnings into zero returns.

Finally, large strata involve the corrupts,

bribes and embezzlement, as their modes,

stashed up in plots, investments & gold.

Hidden riches...

We may never arrive,

calculate the real size,

of millionaires around us.

Still, there are always signs,

development doesn't deceive eyes,

and official numbers...

Are pack of lies!

 

I used to collect

I used to collect, 

storing them in places,

finding corners of house,

in the loft, under the bed.

Colorful pebbles, seashells,

marbles I won in games,

playing cards, sports characters,

commemorative or older coins.

And I wondered why I continued,

taking efforts to gather and queue,

changing subject of fascination,

from objects to series and books.

Some would speak of hoarder mentality,

others find it way to preserve identities, 

when deep down we experience thrill,

of anticipations, hunts, rush of dopamine.

May be, it's like an anchor,

keeping us connected to bygone eras,

when we were genuinely invested,

unbound by worldly obligations. 

 

Symbiosis

Our world is interconnected, 

inorganic systems to organic life,

sustaining diverse ecosystems,

through invisible teamwork.

Symbiosis...

We might have learned, 

in various educative forums,

how they play their part,

in interspecies relationships. 

And we see them everywhere,

mutualism in plant & pollinators,

commensals living in body surfaces,

parasites benefits on other's expenses. 

Still, they survived a million years,

evolving into something durable,

till the cycles broken by invasions, 

interference by us humans.

There sacrifices often overlooked, 

paying the price of development, 

we find newer ways to destructions,

of lands, rivers, oceans & mountains. 

Symbiosis...

And I wonder, how much have we lost,

the delicate balance, between lifeforms,

when we have started civilization journey,

with the help of plants and animals.

Still, there's flicker of hope,

as we revert to nature's abode,

creating green infrastructures, 

and techniques utilizing microbiomes.

True intent

 If we really want to know,

What is the true intent of person,

We need to check their actions,

Over the years, 

Ideologies they follow,

When they don't pretend,

Nor trying to impress,

That inner drive,

Which forces them to act,

Not to play games,

But truly act,

Without caring about outcomes.

And then see,

Do they align,

With your views...

For, sooner or later,

The mask will fell,

When they are relaxed,

You could tell,

If they truly care,

About your vision.

To make the business flourish

There are startups and ventures,

emerging from different corners,

bringing something new & unique,

in the market for consumers.  

Yet, many couldn't sustain,

losing deposits & patience, 

when not rewarded with profits,

enough to keep them afloat. 

So, I wondered many times,

watching businesses closing down,

what helps survive changing times,

loyal customer base, or higher traffics.

For, qualities alone don't pull crowds,

visibility plays a significant role,

while affordability & desirability, 

creating openings, achieving the goals.

Still, I understand the value they bring,

helping in retentions and repeatability, 

when they capture people's imagination, 

through distinct features & brand values.

It helps in increasing the margins,

being resilient to economic dips,

but need years of investment, 

with dedication & discipline. 

So, what is the right way...

To make the business flourish?

 

Not on the same page

We fail to connect,

understanding on the subject,

making own assumptions,

before we communicate, 

leaving discussions stranded.

What influences interpretations, 

existing prejudices, or ignorance, 

a heart that reluctant to discover, 

of sailing uncharted waters,

never to leave the shores.

There's difference in perspectives, 

we only hear things that we believe,

missing out on important clues,

which were embedded in conversations, 

showing way of solving the puzzle.

Then again, we can be stubborn,

committed to move in single direction,

searching for the point of convergence, 

without abandoning our principles,

to enjoy fruit of our labor.

Not on the same page...

These moments don't wait,

as we spend our days,

in reinforcing positions,

when in reality, we want clarity, 

where thoughts find resonance. 

The divine procession

An auspicious day,

it's the start of divine celebrations, 

as we witness Lord Jagannath, 

step out of their sacred abode,

to meet with us devotees, 

on the Bada Danda. (Grand avenue)

Ratha Yatra...

This symbolic journey of deities, 

are not just mere ritual,

millions of devotees gather,

facing no prevalent barriers,

of caste, creed, nationality,

for, anyone can hold the ropes,

being part of the grandeur. 

The atmosphere is charged, 

with collective devotion & surrender, 

enduring the heat and suffocation,

of flood of enthusiastic crowds,

engrossed in pulling the ropes,

having their divine darshans,

in the sacred chariots.

Ratha Yatra, the divine procession...

Where divinity takes human form,

visiting Gundicha temple for a retreat,

a tradition where bhakt & bhagwan,

come closer for common goal, 

there's no distance that separates,

in this connection of souls.

Adult love for fantasy world

I have always wondered,

what makes fictional characters, 

so alluring for us viewers...

From childhood admiration for superheroes,

using magical powers in their adventures, 

action packed sequences fighting villains, 

being special from the start of the story,

or level up with struggles and friendships,

filling our heart with awe & excitements. 

When we grow, we become matured,

being graduated from juvenile narratives, 

involving ourselves in appropriate conduct,

meeting expectations of self and societies,

a blanket ban, making conscious efforts,

to repress our cravings for magical times.

Yet, there are many adults who hold,

diving deeper into the fantasy world,

after performing given duties.

It's their way of embracing inner child,

or understanding true value of myths,

helping them navigate hard realities. 

For, it not only an escape,

but a way of getting refreshed,

honoring lessons, inherent messages...

Deeply embedded in these stories!

Why we stay away

We tend to stay away,

from the tragedies that plays,

in immediate vicinities,

or occurring in distant places.

And I wonder underlying reasons,

that drove us in building positions, 

shutting heart to other's plights,

when situations demand attention. 

Sometimes people get overwhelmed, 

when brain mirrors their sufferings, 

activating brain's defense mechanism, 

preventing us from emotional drowning.

Then, there are ones taking action,

feeling helpless in finding solutions, 

their mind makes quick calculations, 

forcing to disengage, to maintain balance.

Still, some don't harbor empathy, 

show genuine indifference to stories,

which doesn't impact their living,

remains insignificant or uninteresting. 

It's natural to avoid distress, 

such processes can be overlapping, 

from initial reluctance, to evaluating,

of how much involvement is necessary. 

Perpetual waiting room

Holding out for someday,

when coast is finally clear,

to live more authentically,

without worries or fears,

and fulfill all of my wishes,

of having experiences. 

There were expectations, 

being bound to obligations, 

not having time or fortunes,

to fuel my expeditions,

while days were spent,

add savings or preparations. 

Before long, getting comfortable, 

maintain status quo, while fantasizing, 

projecting dreams in fictional world,

short outings breaking monotony, 

anything more being ambitious, 

demanding sacrifices or risking objections. 

Years passed, opportunities pass by,

adding guilt & regrets to the inventory, 

watching others complete the quests,

reap the benefits of their efforts,

while I was lagging, level not rising,

stranded alone with wishful thinking...

In my perpetual waiting room!

Introspection

We need introspection, 

bit of self-reflections, 

evaluating our actions,

before facing outside world. 

One can't grow up, 

by living in their thoughts,

everything good happens,

when actions followed words.

Emotions are a wonderful thing,

but reality works on practicality, 

where efforts and contributions, 

are essential to build trust.

So, let's carry goodness in heart,

while pursuing desired goals,

giving attention, sincere intentions, 

our honesty becoming the proof...

For universe to respond.

Home : Freedom or prison

 For most of us,

Home is an emotion,

being a restorative sanctuary,

within a turbulent world.

And I wonder,

what are the conditions,

which provides us freedom,

or sometimes, become prison?

The most important part,

in the dwellings, are inhabitants,

their quirks, habits, routines, 

and interpersonal relationships. 

For, it provides warmth & safety,

where we could show vulnerabilities, 

dropping our social masks,

to enjoy & relax, without judgments. 

Yet, here lies inherent limitations, 

if there are conflicts & hyper-criticisms, 

constant disrespect, ignoring boundaries, 

where every moment, feels draining. 

Then again, some tasks & obligations, 

consumes energy, demand our attentions, 

when free time used in giving services, 

of greetings, support, & maintenances.

We have to see the environment, 

house structures, our surroundings, 

living in apartment, independent homes,

staying isolated or gated communities. 

Shared walls, noisy neighborhoods,

impacts our peace and freedom, 

inherited homes brings some security, 

rented or mortgaged have some concerns.

Home: Freedom or prison

It depends on how we perceived, 

even small rooms feel warm & cozy,

while bigger villas cold and empty,

that gradually become suffocating. 

In the end, we want that control,

physical structures or interpersonal, 

providing us spaces to assert power, 

choosing when to connect or retreat.