The Dancing Dandelion

Oh golden glory

My dear slender tender

Your gracious swaying

Brims me with wonder

Like a ballerina in the ballroom

You, in your dainty way

Make me adore you more, day after day

The little lad comes and rubs his cheeks

against your furry golden delight

The brook stops to get a sneak

of your delicate rhythmic dance

Travelers, artists and poets are astounded

by your intense calmness

By representing the sun, moon and stars

you connect with the celestial bodies

making us ponder about the gross and the subtle

rekindling the thoughts of questioning our own existence

By depicting withering as a beautiful process

You strengthen people invoking hope

You shine along with the blazing sun

and show the way for a brighter perspective

yet to the chosen few, who have an eye to see this glory

Note to the reader: The dandelion is the only flower that represents the 3 celestial bodies of the sun, moon and stars. The yellow flower resembles the sun, the puff ball resembles the moon and the dispersing seeds resemble the stars. 

The Dilapidated Dustbin

A dustbin is probably the most ignored and ill-treated object placed at some corner of any place. We hardly even look at it, often just aim and throw stuff into it. Seldom do we realize the importance of it. It encompasses all the dirt and dust from all the other parts of the place. It is because of it that the other parts of the place are in the limelight.

Imagine a day without a dustbin, you can't just throw dirt outside the house, it is ill-mannered and unethical to do so and you can't indefinitely continue living in a dirty place!! This is something to think about.

The role that every object plays is important and it is not our prerogative to demean it.

Stretching this thought a little more, I would like to say that we must all keep a dustbin in our minds. If the mind is the floor, unwanted thoughts are the dirt, with the help of the broom of spiritual knowledge we need to cleanse it and remove those unwanted thoughts and put them in a dustbin.

A dustbin always says 'use me'! That should be our take-away from it. If you are able to say "I'm available for you. How can I help you?", I assure you that you are doing great in life by all means.

The dignified dustbin knows it's worth, but sadly to the world, it is a dilapidated one.

Situational Musing

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so cheer up, as the God's have sent

challenges and opportunities for you on rent

even if for something, you are hell-bent

only those things happen, that are for you meant

refrain from indulging in anything in the present

that'll make you & your tomorrow repent

analyzing the time till now you've spent

cannot change already the incurred dents

confusion persists at most times

all I'm doing now is whine :-|

the time now is not all that fine

hence sat down, to type a poem that rhymes :P

hopeless as i can get

riding a low tide now, you bet

its not hard as it now seems

life looks like an unfinished dream

having loads to achieve in life

where problems are a rife

its just as if at my neck, pointed a knife

why does success come only after strife?

crucial decisions for me await

how much of me is this gonna take?

body mind & soul, this does consume

all will be good thereafter, i presume

......

A Literary Refugee

I am your Master

You!... not my Slave!!

I enlighten your mind and

nourish your soul

Having burried your fears aside

You come to Me

Take refuge in Me

All you want is to break-free

From what IS

You crave for more....

....I give you more

You smile :)

Thereby making me happy

Let me import you to my world

that is Surreal

Let's travel together

Whilst our spines, 

are wound to one another

For it is NOT you

Who has chosen me

Certainly, it is 

Me who has Chosen You

Roots & Wings

Our value systems are changing. Our choices are changing. Our lifestyle is changing. OK. What are you gonna say now?! Change is inevitable? Yeap! :)

Our grandparents' generation was different. Our parents' generation was slightly different, I feel. Our generation, (sadly) is starkly different (there are exceptions, DEFINITELY). When I think of how my next generation is gonna be, it scares the hell outta me!!! (can it get worse?? :O )

The valuable info being transferred from one generation to the other is not being retained in the next generation, rather is being depleted! :P There's more disbelief, than belief. More atheists, than theists. More Pitbull fans, than MS Subbulakshmi fans! Hahaha! Just kidding! LOL! ;) ;) 

WHAT IS THE NEED OF THE HOUR? Rather, need(s)? It's not a one stop solution.

Parenting plays a major major role in the upbringing of a child. Good parents give their children roots and wings- "roots" to know where home is, what our core values are, what our traditions are, what is and what's not, what's to be done and what not; and "wings" to fly off and become independent, confident, smart, worldly wise whilst keeping in mind what has been taught to them and practice it wherever they are, home or outside, whether under supervision or in circumstances of total independence; anywhere, everywhere and then, return home, one fine day. :) :) This is the need of the hour, good parenting. Nourishment at the roots to produce beautiful shoots! :D :D  

I will always be highly indebted to my parents for making me the person I am today and what I am today is totally because of their fantastic value system and upbringing! Love ya mom and dad! <3

The Joy of Writing

Who is a real writer?

Is it someone who writes for himself? Definitely.

Or is it someone who writes for others. Yes, that too.

It depends on the purpose of writing. But both types have one thing in common. PASSION. The spontaneity. The sudden flow of thoughts. That fire from within. The sudden cut-off from the surroundings. Peace and tranquility. The craving for a 'pen and a paper' or a 'new word document'! ;) 

Just you and your thoughts. That's it!!!!!

Sharing brings joy. Whether it's good news or good articles. ;) What is also important is compliments for a good article for the writer to feel motivated to write the next one (but also, irrespective of that the writer should be self-motivated to keep going on!!) and also criticism, as there is always scope for improvement and well, a clash of views and opinions makes it interesting. ;) 

But at some point of time the person becomes so passionate about writing, that he doesn't even care whether people love or like or hate the stuff he is writing. He doesn't even care if people even read what he writes. He writes for the joy of writing. 

He is totally bindaas in his world, the world which comprises of beautiful vowels and consonants; puns and metaphors; alliterations and what not and ofcourse the subject of interest? ;) The English language is just so so beautiful and there's a plethora of things one can get to know. So much to know and so much to learn. You just don't get enough of it. :)

A good writer is detail-oriented. He might adore the curve of a question mark and the straightness of an exclamation. Conscious about space. The font used. The font size used. Alignment of the body of the article. Placement of pictures. Everything counts. Everything is important to him. A real writer derives joy from each and every aspect of his article. Sounds crazy? Well, I am one such crazy writer!! :D

I feel that everyone who has a passion for writing, is a real writer. And also, only a good reader becomes a good writer because getting into the writer's shoes and understanding the essence of an article is more important than just reading it! ;) 

Well, I think I haven't been this happy while writing any other article! Such is the joy of writing! Ah! :')

#Pure.Writing.Pleasure

Dec 15, 2012

Me against Myself ?!?

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everyday is a challenge

a fight

a battle

war

with ourselves

with others

for survival

sustenance

progress

success

for a better life

a better living

a happy life

a happy living

such, has become life

:)

we are running,

always.

but where?

for what?

what is our goal?

our final destination?

what are we in search of?

what do we really want?
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why are we going behind things,

which seem trivial later on?
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is there a catch somewhere?

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what are we fighting for?
why this fight?

why?

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because it's a
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#Tenacious.Torturing.Thoughts :P 

08-12-12

:) :) :)

Tempus fugit

Time goes, you say?  Ah no!

Alas, Time stays, we go.

~Henry Austin Dobson

*Slowly opens eyes*

It's too bright. Where am I? So many people looking at me? OMG! Who are these people? Why are they touching me everywhere? Oww, that tickles! I'm feeling hungry! Am I crying? 

*Blink*

They are with me all day. This room is pink in color!! They make funny sounds all day, why?

*Blink*

Mommy. Daddy. Granny. Grandpa. Started talking! And these people, they are my people. :)

*Blink*

Wow. I can walk now! :D This is interesting! So much to explore!

*Blink*

Why do I have to go to school Mommy? I wanna be at home with you! :( 

*Blink*

College! Graduation! Hurrah! B-) 

*Blink*

I work for a MNC now. Don't believe it! So busy.

*Blink*

Engaged! and finally, Married.

*Blink*

Mishti. She's so pretty. My daughter.

**Introspection**

Is someone fast-forwarding my life here? Who's doing this? I was just now born and within a few blinks I have my own new-born! Hate to say this but time really flies. :-/

*Blink*

Mishti's going to school!

*Blink*

My l'll girl makes me proud. Get's into IIT for Engineering! ;) ;)

*Blink*

She's growing up. I'm growing old..........

*Blink*

Mishti goes for higher studies. Finds a job. I'm graying and my back hurts now, often. 

*Blink*

Mishti's getting married!

**Introspection**

Mishti's getting married? Just feels as if I got married now! Hate to say this but time really flies! Phew! Where did all that time go? 

~*~*~*~*~

Time which is actually a quantifiable thing becomes undefinable when it comes to life! We often talk about killing time, the truth is that time slowly kills us. We don't even realize when and how we move from one phase to another in life. Mighty changes just happen like that!! It is ironical that when you are 75 years old, relaxing in your rocking chair, sipping your filter coffee, thinking about life, you'd be clueless about how everything happened so fast! Saint Augustine rightly said, "What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know." That's the power of time! You'd be playing with your grandchildren, still be wondering the whole cyclic sequence of events and say again, "Time flies!!!" 

Most importantly, one day when your life flashes before your eyes. Make sure that, it's worth watching. ;) 

~*~*~*~

Whether we wake or we sleep,

Whether we carol or weep,

The Sun with his Planets in chime,

Marketh the going of Time.

~Edward Fitzgerald

August 14th, 2012

((( I AM )))

I am Love
I am Young
I am Strong
I am Health
I am Wealth
I am Energy
I am Divinity
I am Creative
I am Integrity
I am Thankful
I am Goodness
I am Happiness
I am Well-being
I am Abundance
I am Enlightened

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The power of I AM is incredible. It is my real identity. The presence of God in me. What I attach to myself with conviction is what I become. It's very important to realize who you are and what powers you possess. By listening to the silence and the power which lies in the energy of I AM you activate the divine love, peace and well-being which is your natural state. You are actually reclaiming who you really are! 

Be careful in what you want to be because I AM has the power to either free you or limit you.

What I think, I become

What I want, I get
What I feel, I express

What I aspire for, I achieve 

(Inspiration- The picture posted above is the sole source of inspiration for this write- up. I could see, feel and experience so much power from it that it transformed into these words! :D :D Hence proved "A picture can speak a thousand words." )

August 10th, 2012

अंजाना अंजानी

अंजाना वो, अंजानी मै 

इस उल्लझी हुई दुनिया मे

एक दूसरे को खोजने चले..

न मुझे उनका कोई खबर, न कोई पता 

उनका नाम या पहचान, घर- बार  

काभी न कोई अता पता 

मिल जाए मुझे, 

एक इशारा ही सही

या एक झलक  

उनका

जो अब तक हैं, अन्जान... 

वो होगा कौन जिनका नाम

होगा मेरे ज़बान पर सुबह- शाम 

क्यूँ है वो अभी तक मेरे लिए...

एक अंजान.... 

लेके चलते हैं यह उम्मीद

कि पल भर मे जान लेंगे एक दूसरे को   

उनको जानते जानते 

खुद को पहचान जायेंगे 

एक अलग ही अंदाज़ से... 

ज़िन्दगी बहुत सरल है यारों, तरीकेसे जियो तो 

क्यूंकि प्यार वोह चीज़ है जो ज़िन्दगी बनादे 

और वोही चीज़ है जो ज़िन्दगी बिगाड़ दे  

ऐसी है यह प्यार जो 

दिमाग को पागल    

और दिल को दौदाड़े, उस रफ़्तार पर... 

कि पैरों तले ज़मीन भी फिसल जाए 

और हमें पता भी न चले...  

पल- पल, क्षण- क्षण हम सोचते हैं 

उनके बारे मे, जो होंगे हमारे   

लाखों में एक, सबसे अनेक, होगा जो

मेरे वोह.....

वो अन्जाना, और उनकी मै अन्जानी 

मिलो तोह सही 

कभी न कभी

क्योंकि हम बने है

एक होने के लिए 

जनम जनम से

जनम जनम से..

अंजाना वो, अन्जानी मै....

25 July, 2012

P.S.- Please pardon the grammatical errors. It's my first attempt in Hindi poetry. :)

Nobody Cares!

Welcome to planet- nobody cares!

I would have called this place Earth, 

lest you all behaved like earthlings!

In a population of 6.8 billion...

Please show me at least one human being!!!

Exclaimed the devil (in everyone) are you kidding!!?

This is nobody cares land!

Peoples' souls are made of dust and sand!  

Shocked when I figured,

The grey shades of people.

Growing up is not as easy as it seems!

For broken toys and lost pencils were better,

than broken hearts and lost friends! 

Use and throw, being the motto

Of everyone I know.

In trouble they play,

Knock knock, Who's there?

I say; it’s me, your fri-end!

Sorry pal, it's 'the end'!

Nobody cares if you are crying,

Nobody cares if you are dying,

Nobody cares if you are lonely on the street

Or with family and friends on a scrumptious treat!

When I'm gay,

Have seen on their face, dismay.

They dance in the rain,

When I’m in pain.

If you are sad,

It brightens them up.

They drive you mad,

By not turning up.

You text them with love and care,

And what do you get?

No reply! Or a mere 'K'!

Rediscovering every time, 

That no one gives a damn..

Even the so called clan!

For me, it's so difficult and painful, to 'not care'!

I guess I have to take this as a dare!

Everytime life doesn't give you a choice!

I guess this decision is something I will forever rejoice!

Wearing a new outfit?

They are gonna, glare! :-P

You are beautiful?

Oh! They are gonna stare! ;-)

Green with jealousy

With their hearts black as char

Deep inside they'd... 

Love to give you a scar!

They are like nomads,

Moving on with new people everyday.

To all such people, hear this:

You make me sick!

You better stop your cheap tricks!

They see you rise..

And sink like a ship..

Dear Lord!!!

Do tell me this!

Why have they become

Like this???

Where has humanity, compassion

and love gone?

Maybe it has distorted into jealousy, hatred 

and show off!!!

Testing my patience time and again,

All through my life

I have forgiven and forgotten and loved even more,

Well, enough is enough! I can do no more!

With the right people around..

Life is a fairy tale!

Else, get this straight!

It's not gonna be an easy sail!!

People with tainted characters,

I don't wanna know.

The world suddenly feels like

An awful place to grow!

7th June, 2012 

18+ & a Graduate!

Disclaimer- The following is a work of fiction (not to be taken seriously), highlighting the series of situations that usually turn up in a girl’s life who is 18+ and also a graduate, with a dash of sarcasm and humor! Enjoy :) 

As I’m currently being a victim of being in the “marriageable age” category, especially more prominently in the eyes of my Grandparents and their peers :-P, the very fact that time really flies and everyone looks at you as a full- fledged grown up, dawns on you all of a sudden. It hasn’t been long since you’ve finished schooling and graduation and there you go, people are ready to push you (no offence intended) into the next mega- phase of your life- marriage!

You get into so many awkward situations which from no- where turn outta be potential impromptu places for discussing holy matrimony! :-P The critical stage is when you are in your pre- final year of your graduation. Well, I have lost count of how many times elderly people have asked me (rolling their eyes, adjusting their bifocal spectacles, bending towards me and in a wishful tone, whilst giving you ‘the look’), “So, what are you doing these days?”, I reply (while addressing them in a respectful manner, trying to hide my coy smile), “I’m in my pre- final year, engineering”. You should see the look on their face, priceless :-P they say, “Very good, very good! So what plans next?” Many a time, my reply would be “M.Tech, then PhD!” :-P Yeah, done some trolling there! But hey!!!! I then had 2 years to go and that was a lotta time to decide what I wanted to do next!

Your maternal Grandma’s current goal in life becomes “your-ASAP-marriage” [of course, arranged] :-P It’s like she’s been waiting for this day since I was born! :-P She was eagerly waiting for me to complete my graduation. Even though I had to do it, I guess the day I told her about my last day in college was the day she had a big sigh of relief, though I should have had one having undergone the pleasure of studying for four years. :-P

Your paternal Grandma often tells you stories of how young she was when she got married, how she managed a household at that age and exclaims saying that at my age she had 4 kids. :-O :-O  in such a convincing tone that made me think to myself, “OMG! I’m not married yet!” :-P :-P

Your maternal Grandpa starts seeing The Hindu Classifieds (Matrimonial News) and starts asking you what kind of guy you wanna marry!! I better not write my reply here! :-P

Your paternal Grandpa (who happens to be a passionate and accurate astrologer by hobby, though an engineer by profession) starts looking up your horoscope, analyzing the positions and effects of the planets and stars with respect to my birth star, doing all those complex calculations and often saying how the astrologers outside predict wrong stuff and loot money in the name of astrology. ;-) 

Your family priest keeps whispering stuff into your father’s ears saying he’s knows a good match and yet again gives me the look! :-P :-O

When you come to your final year, the hustle bustle increases. I was happy to be in the final year, there was nothing but studies in my mind. But little did I know that they were even happier about it. :-P :-P

Things go even worse when you attend an elder cousin’s wedding. You get those “you-are-next-in-line-look-with-the-buhaha-evil-smile” from practically everyone, except your friend/ cousin who might be sailing in the same boat as you are! ;-) *you are soon to drown, and there are no life- jackets* :-P

Your younger cousin does some eaves- dropping and comes and tells you that the elder lot is discussing your marriage and pokes his elbow at you saying that he’s next after you. :-O Hahaha! He’s more happy about the fact that I’m next, and not worried about the fact that his turn was eventually gonna come! :-P

Why o why! The day the Government legalized marriages at 18+ (for girls) was the day they got a legal license to remind us at every able occasion that you have to get married, there is no escape! 

Well, I never denied it either! ;-) 

Yes, I’m 18+ and a graduate! The people around me love that more than I do now! :-P

#Random.Ramblings!

May 27, 2012