You are the best thing that you have...

Four months from now things will get better...
Few years from now you will be respected in the society...
With days running four months will pass like a jiffy...
With the months running few years is not too far...
These months would  have taught you patience...
These months would have showed you examples of how not to live...
These months would have tested you...
  whether you are a drop of water in a lotus leaf
       or that mixed with that of clay....
You have good tolerance and patience...
Just wait for a few more days...

You know they want you to give in...
They want you to be a part of the clay...
A part of the trash...
But you know what ,you are not just a water in lotus..
But a gem...
Don't lose yourself....
You are the best thing that you have...
Don't miss it...

Two little hearts

 

There was a little boy with a little boy heart...

Soft and tender it was..

All that it wanted was..

To get closer to me..

Whenever the shy little heart sensed my presence..

It put on a weak feeble uncertain smile..

Not knowing what my little heart was..

Days rolled...

The boy was slowly losing control of his little heart..

As far as me..

My brain just stopped functioning when it was that little heart..

Leaving my little heart all confused..

Not knowing what to do..

My heart neither smiled nor cried..

Days rolled...

The little heart that the boy lost was slowly losing control...

It was losing grip...

Withering..

Breaking slowly...

Wondering what is happening to itself..

It tried healing itself..

In vain..

It succeeded to some extent..

But the life it once had long gone missing..

Here,

Battling with my brain ...

With no answers ,was me..

Chaos....
Chaos everywhere...


A tiny little hot drop rolled down...
Ooops...
It was my little heart crying...


A little voice inside me then said,"Do it."
Wow! my brain backed it up as well...


Careful this time..
My little heart moved towards the boys heart..
By the time,
The boys little heart has lost all it's colour and almost broken...


There were shreds off bandages around...
With time some wounds have quiet healed..
But still there was something missing..

The little hearts exchanged smiles..
Hmm..There it started...

At first,there was lots of mess already created...
The little hearts quarrelled a while..
Irritated each other the other times..
Smiled at times...

Days rolled...


The confusions and chaos that my little heart had was slowly vanishing..
The wounds the boy's heart had was slowly healing as well...

My little  heart  got a new dimension of life..

While the boy's little heart got it's lost passion...

Days keep rolling...


Looking back my little heart puts on a smile,

while my intellect gives it's wise little nod..


Probably the boy's little heart is smiling as well..



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The dog

There is a dog near my house,
As I was walking in the roads by my house,
It came towards me wagging it's tail,
And I suppressed by my childish fears,
Hurried in into my compound,
Locking the door I looked through the hole uncertainly..
It looked longingly at my wagging it's tail...
Before I could decide on what to do..
It moved on..


That taught me a  lesson:
Time do matter.

The language

 

The call of the wild,

The cry of a child,

Is far more pleasant to hear...

Than the

carefully manipulated,

cunningly framed,

charming sweet,

why?,even the casual words..

of radically grown HUMANS.

Always it is easier for me to understand,

The blabber of children,

The sound of the wilderness,

rather than the language of humans.

Yes, the only language I like is

        that of the child and the nature....

for it is the only language,

that never betrays nor hides..

m rjpm

Solution

The only solution for every life problem is..
Evoking the consciousness...

That moment

No matter how sad I am..

No matter how the circumstances around me are..

No matter if the earth stops spinning..

I love it..

when  a baby holds around my finger tight..

For so long that..

I could feel  the baby sweat..

That moment..

I feel like the heaven is  all  here..

Problems

Problems can be solved only by talking out...

One could talk what one has in mind only by becoming friends..

But once you are friends.

The problem would appear too trivial to be considered about...

Relations without problems is impossible..

Problems without solutions has never existed..

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8

The starry sky.

They have come again,

They never fail anyway,

Though I fail to greet them many a day,


How I wish I were you,
You never bother whether someone pauses,
Smiles at you and say hello,
You always come ,
Over and over again,
Bright and cheerful,
Spreading happiness,
As you twinkle in the sky,

Oh!The starry sky!

How many days,I have missed you!

Never will I,

Ever again..

9

The real beauty

                                               

   what can be more beautiful..

      than the sanctity of truth..

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Social networks

We make friends,
We break Friends,
It is really so fascinating,
We  make friends whom we never know,
Nor would ever know,
We chat..play..
and yeah! much more..
More fun..
More masti..
More and more ..
It has always been more than what we have though,
But...
Some ..
very some
very little that no one really bothers...
get caught in this NETwork..
Not knowing that they are trapped at last..
Not knowing that they are jailed for ever...
Not knowing that they are faked and cheated...
Not knowing that they were enslaved..

..
They get too drowned that they just forget things around..
Things which can be felt..
Things which are solid..
Things which are real...
They seek the pleasure of friends..
Forget the love of parents...
They search for love in strangers...
Giving nothing but a iron curtain to their family
Not that they don't know..
But that they act not to..
Despite knowing that the road leads to nowhere
They move on..
For the beauty of the hedges that grow by..
Forgetting  the garden they have left behind...
They move on..
For they have legs to walk ...
And energy to lose...
But when the naked truth strikes them hard at their head..
They pause


They look around ...
They are in a new land..of which they had no idea.
Coz the journey had no destination..
And so it is a sin to expect one..

They just look..
They try to realise the strange new place..
They just could never find their way back through the maze..
They keep on looking..
Till they get bored..
and the eyes get sore..
For the first time ," they feel themselves insecure."
For the first time,"Every one around them seems happier than they are.."
For the first time on life..their instinct breaks ...virtue dies..
And cries " I AM LOST "..
But the mind pushes still further...
Not that they have found a new destination...
But that ..
They had no choice.

He is maturing into a man

I might have have been 7 year old then , he must have been 3 or 4 years old when he came as my one and only neighbor.He was shorter than me yet chubbier and fatter than me.Since, we lived in a place where there were no other kid ,we obviously became friends,we were always together from then on.Always.
We played together,ate together,learned in the same school,smiled together,laughed and rolled together.I even remember me riding my tiny cycle with supporting wheels while he rode his tiny blue tricycle.We were always together.We never once quarreled.Whether it rained or hailed or blazed we remained together.But one day his mother fell sick and so he went off with her to some distant hospital.And then he returned with his beautiful ,cute ,tiny sister.She was so pretty yet new and strange,but soon she too joined her tiny hands with us.Two became three.Funny things got funnier.We dressed her up and took her wherever we went,we cried when she cried and laughed when she laughed.We liked her,but we liked us more than her.She was too little to know the huge mysteries we knew then,and she was a bit irritating,always nagging,she was a kid ,after all.But still we loved her,we always stayed together.There never seemed much difference between us.

We never even thought you,I,he,she, there was only a we.New friends came and went,but only we remained together.We played and enjoyed as if we will never depart.I never remember quarreling with him.But of course the pair of us made fun of her,because she was the tiniest and so ought to be teased .But,deep in our heart unknown and unnoticed to any of us they was a strong bond of love between us.

The pair of them would come early in the morning ,from their house to mine,maybe during 6:30 or so to wake me up.They would be chatting about things happened at night at their home as I brushed my teeth,and then we would play until their grandpa yells at them to take their break fast,and then I would much my breakfast as soon as I can and rush to their house(we had some sort of understanding,if they came to my house once,then the next turn is mine and I should go to their home and that was to keep our parents mouth shut,or else they would start yelling ,"Why the hell are you alone roaming?").We would roam around in our deserted street.We would go near a damaged building and then pretend ourselves to be the "Thrilling three"(obviously following the Blyton's way -"Famous Five" and the "secret seven" and so we were the "Thrilling three") and catch the x-thief and hang him down or sometimes someone would become brave enough to even shoot him.We have broken our legs , hands and arms during the brave deeds,but none reached our parents and then we would sit and chat and chat about crazy stuffs ,or sometime some serious stuff(we would take the responsibility of tracking Osama the following day).We used to chat sitting at the water tank ,high ,secure and away from the sight of elders.As night comes,we will part each promising to make a good plan for yet to come "tomorrow".

Years passed and they shifted their house,leaving nothing but the memories and tears.But as days rolled I got used to it.I almost forgot them.

Until,one day,like those old days,they came,with broad grins on their faces.
Ah!I didn't know how to react.I didn't know how to respond,should I treat them as my guest are as my good old friends ?
But they felt completely at ease.They haven't changed much,thought I.Their faces were exactly the same and they talked with me the same way they used to.It were as if we never parted,there was something that has changed.
She was still kiddish,a bit taller and chubbier.
But Him!
his voice has broken ,it appeared as if some one else was giving sound as he spoke. he has grown tall,taller than me!Though he talked and laughed just the same, he always maintained some distance between us.

They left after a while,then I felt...
Perhaps,
"He is becoming a man."

The story about you, me and the mankind.

Science-It makes ur ipod,brush,cloth and everything,
It saves lives,
It gives light to the blind,
Sound to the deaf,
Voice to the dumb,
and what more it sometimes even gives life to the dead.
But when did this damn science become a curse?
Mmmm.....when buddy?
No answer.
Let's go back.
Back back back....

Yeah!
Man started using science as a tool,
a tool to save himself form natural disasters and WILD animals,
and then slowly and silently,
this wretched mind of man started it's crazy dance,
and then man became jealous,
He wanted to fly with the birds,
and swim with the swans,
and dive with the fishes....
It would have been pleasant if he would have stopped with that,
Will the crazy mind of man ever leave him happy?
It wanted more...
It wanted man to be the master..
And then man defeated nature with no much struggle,
and then he started his dictatorship,
The cruelest,more crueler that Hitler's...
He was the uncrowned king.
He ruled and ruled with no  one to oppose him.
He got bored.
Then he just looked.
And there he found his neighbour.
He wanted to show him he is much more stronger.
There began
racism...
partition...
religion...
language....
country....
caste.....
and all the hell came on earth....

We became you and I.
The quarrel soon became a war,
and drops of it are:
World war-1
World war-2

The hiroshima and nagasaki...
And if this continues
then hell knows what might happen.
STOP friends.
You need a break.
Why the damn did we start all things?
This stupid history?
who needs?
Wouldn't it be more happy if we were all just the same...
Happy and smiling

everyone of us-together and happy....
There is something more that just
Money,power, position....
It's love.
Not that crazy sort of love shown in movies.
Just simple love.
If u have it,
If i have it,
If we have it...


 Then
.
.
.
.

 .
.
.
.
.


we could all read this story TOGETHER.

The night heron

I dunno but this month,I seem to have a deep connection with animals.first my encounter with cobra and it's death now it's...well read it.

Waking late,I strolled out,Fresh air and chirping birds,There away I saw my neighbors standing in a circle,There is something wrong,Yes,an injured bird was the centre of of the circle,
It was a night heron,beautiful night heron,black  at the center and grey  surrounding soft feathers,with a little white horn like feather at it's head,sleek smooth and beautiful as the upcoming nokia aeon with a shocking red and black eyeball,  but terribly sick.It was so so pathetic to look.But I could see it's pain from it's eyes,it had a big injury at one it's leg bones,it couldn't even stand,but still it was clutching a fish at it's beak,maybe there was a fight at the night for the fish it had,it gave no sound,just looks,pathetic looks,begging for life,begging for help,it plainly said " I need to fly away",but what on earth could we do,there was only a vet around the vicinity and he was good for nothing,we just took off the dead fish and gave it some sugar+salt water through an ink filler but no use it never drank,the neighbor uncle came with some antiseptic and gently kept on it's wound and he too went away leaving the bird with me and my neighbor friend,soon there were ants and house flies around the bird so we fanned and fanned until our hand ached we shifted turns,at times it used to flap it's wing's and try to get up with the help of it's one uninjured leg and it's beautiful beak,it was struggling,hearing my mother calling I rushed away leaving the bird there and when I returned the neighbour uncle was digging a grave for the bird no more it's pupil was very large when I reached there,and later I found that as I was moving away it seems that the bird tried getting up and looking in the direction I went and with a frantic flap it feel down and that was it's last moment.Maybe it wanted me near,maybe I shouldn't have left ..


The three us of dug a grave and laid it for it's permanent sleep.We kept a stone at that place.

But the worst of all none of it's family members came to see it,it was lying alone when we saw,and when it tried to walk too it was alone maybe it's friends and families where looking it suffer from a distance,and then it died alone.


Author's note: It is a real incident .

Woman Of my life-sonnet

Was it by fate?
But that day she came late,
I was expecting her class,
For to my sister she was a woman to praise,
The class ended with to do an assignment,
The dead line came with us in punishment,
For we were too lazy.

It drove her crazy,
That day I decided never to like her,
But time is mightier,
I have turned old,
Now she is my world,

With lots to say the words run like a chain,

But oh!pity a sonnet is just 14 line.

Actually this topic was given as an assignment at school.I wrote it about my favorite teacher.

The only mistake

I have been living a very happy day,till that day.(May be this line sounds very very novelic to you,but it is the real story of me).I have been happy as long as I remember I was always alone.
And that day being a day of May and me being in India,naturally I felt too hot.I couldn't stay outside,it was burning me throughout,I had to go somewhere where I can rest for a while,somewhere to hide and relax.


Ah! There stood a house,perfect! thought I,less did I know what was about to come.Silently I crept inside,I dunno where the house owners were but I am sure no one noticed me,thank god thought I.Mmmm...the place was good,but I can't be like this roaming what if someone sees me.I must hide,I certainly must hide.I just gave a quick glance around and yes I found a place just for me,today everything happens so well.It was a corner, there were few polythene covers and a piece of cloth enough for me to curl around and take a perfect nap,and it was very very cozy too...


I might have fallen asleep,after sometime I could here a faint song.It was melodious and very pleasant.I could even feel the vibrations of the song in the air.It was so soothing.I wanted to find out the source of the melody.


I slowly crept away making sure none noticed me.I peeped through the door.There was a girl,a teen,rather skinny,yet gorgeous and cute,a poetic guy could say she is "STUNNING",she was typing something ,she felt irritated,maybe there was a problem at her computer.And the music,it  was clear now.It was coming from the pc's speaker after all.


I just raised so that I could hear the music clearly,Ah!the girl gave a causal glance,I think she saw me,it was a casual look,no,suddenly it turned to a horror,and Oh!no she screamed,why the hell did she do that?I went again to hide,I know I cannot hide for long,I have to find a way out.Meanwhile another lady has come,but no one entered the room I were,thank god.I heard some muffled voices,the voices showed that they were scared.Still more voices.


and then


SILENCE


for a long time nothing happened,but I did not dare to come out.And then I heard the sound of a bike.Two men came,following them another man came and another.Three of them entered the room I remained crouched.
And then they went out and brought pipes and sticks.And one man came nearer to the place I was hiding,he almost touched the polythene near me,and then he shouted too in some strange language,ad then there was a hush.


Then some one struck me hard,it was paining,before I could turn to see who it was another strike,I had to fight,I raised as high I could,na! I shouldn't have done that, there was a big blow in my head.Ah!What sin did I do?I just came in I did not harm you in any way, I did not touch your provisions,then why?Ah!it is paining,I too have life just like you,stupid at least tell and beat.


Maybe I know why you are thrashing me,it is because of what I am.
Yeah!I am a born sinner,coz no one likes me and everywhere they treat the same.

I did not choose my birth,when god created he made me long ,thin and skinny.He made me a snake,well that was the only mistake.








 Author's note:

Today as I was spending my time in front of the computer,hearing music,I saw a snake and screamed.(I hope this clears who that stunning girl was),I think if I had not screamed the snake would  have lived.But it was reflex scream,I did not plan to scream.
I felt  bad,remorse....But can I give life to the snake.
The least I could do was to write this.
 

The meaning of I

One sunny day lately when I was reading Ayn Ryand's book I seemed to wonder more about "i".
I have been wondering about it for quiet long.
"I".
To be honest there is no I in this world.
There is no individualism,the many "I" depends on the society in which you were brought up.I think I have said this many times in my blog,I guess so.But no matter what we all seem to follow what the society does.We all seem to be blind.We all think it is good because we have been taught to think so.
I mean what is good and bad?
Even murdering is not bad,if I don't like a person and decide to get rid of him\her and that gives me peace and satisfaction and happiness and a meaning for my life can I call it bad.Of course not.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,but I say everything lies in the way you take.If you are brought in India and taught drinking is bad,you grow thinking like that and think all drinking guys and girlz are bad,whereas if you are grown in some other place where your mum and dad drinks you don't bother much to even think whether drinking is good or bad.
I mean we all are born colorless and then slowly take the color of the society we live in.
Where then can we find Individualism?
Neither here in India, nor there in US.
You may think what I am talking is rubbish and that you are not driven by the society but by the real you.
But what I am trying to say is,this thought which is coming into your mind is itself because of the society you were brought up.
sort of confusing.
I just wanted to tell you all there is no I.

Solitary Traveler

I am a traveler,

    a solitary traveler,

I wander away aimlessly,

For I have no place of my own,

Nor anyone for me,

For as already told

I am a solitary traveler,

I  have gone to magical places.

I have seen many deserts.

I have seen winter.

I have seen fall.

I have seen wild forest.

I have seen the lonely falls.

I have seen  many more things.

Far more than your imagination .

But of all the places I have seen

Never have I seen a spring.

For I am a "Solitary traveler." 

Author's note: 

      I imagined myself as an orphan ,someone deprived of love and wrote this.

Caste,relgion,race.......

These words are more powerful than any words can explain.They have the power to vanquish human kind.Millions and millions of people have lost their life due to the cruel clutches of these words.Silly isn't it?Whatever race or caste you are you are still another human like me...
The war by Hitler-the superiority of Nazi
The colonization and imperialism- the thought of "the superior whites".


How many lives has vanished because of some silly cause,how many lives with loads of days to live with loads of dreams to come true has been forcibly seized because of the madness of people.What is the use of having the hell lot of castes and races.What does it matter?
What is wrong?
Why is this an issue?


But I might sound stupid talking now about caste,race distinction.We can't say all this have fully disappeared....but still there are many people who have lost their lives and are losing their lives just because they are belonging to a certain community or following a certain religion.


Well let me leave of what is happening to other countries....what is my thought gonna do?
Coming to "INDIA" my home country where every inch is filled with nature,where every part can be enjoyed,where family really exists......
That's India...
These caste,religion,race deaths in India is not so very severe as they were before in India.

But there are other funny things going on.

Well to make it blank truth just go to google images search type caste and press space bar and once you will get caste system in India.
Why is it India?


According to Indian law or legislation(week in civics please insert the appropriate word)

"Untouchability is a punishable sin"
"The State shall not deny to any person equality before the law or the equal protection of the laws within the territory of India."10 "The State shall not discriminate against any citizen on grounds only of religion, race, caste, sex, place of birth, or any of them."11
"No citizen shall, on grounds only of religion . . . be subjected to any disability, liability, restriction or condition with regard to access to or use of various public places."12
"No citizen shall, on grounds only of religion . . . be ineligible for, or discriminated against, in respect of any employment or office under the State."13 

Well the meaning of the above statements is that :follow any religion or caste it doesn't matter what religion or caste  you are you are one and the same,you neither get any benefit nor any disadvantage of it.Right?


But in the same country in the legislative assembly and parliament there are reservations for certain scheduled castes and tribes,scheduled caste and tribes are not really scheduled they were like that during the time of independence and the then government in order to increase their standard of living made such and such laws so that their standard might rise,but now the conditions are different the scheduled are not always scheduled they have come up in life and have got a very good standard indeed.Indeed the law has done some good.Actually they had reservations like that such and such people's worries too must be noticed,they were poor those time...but not now,they were ill treated those times but not now....today is always different from yesterday,what was true yesterday may not remain as truth today....it's gone...
just to know the worries of the backward and poor they have formulated those laws.
But now we cannot say all the scheduled caste and tribes people are poor and backward and all forward block people are well settled in life.
In today's India in the India in which I see there are people who are backward and rich and forward people poor...well of course not all of them...
But still there must be a change in law,

There must come another law which speaks for the welfare of the real backward and not just people with the labels of backward class stuck to them.

Seeing these advantages which they will receive being a backward class some people even change their caste!!!!!!!!




No citizen shall, on grounds only of religion . . . be ineligible for, or discriminated against, in respect of any employment or office under the State."13 


Well in government colleges there are reservations for certain caste that is they give seats by merit which does not have anything to do with caste but besides that they have special reservations for certain community labeled as backwards!!!!!!
well,so even if they the so called backward(may or may not be be backward just they come under the community which was backward when the Indian constitution was made)even if they get low marks than the forward they could get seat using this reservation!!!!!!!!!
Then doesn't that mean someone is made ineligible only on the grounds of their religion.
What is this the Indian government is itself going against it's constitution,who is to be blamed?

UFFFFF!!!!!!! what is all this non sense!

don't you think no one would have thought about it?
of course not .
Then why is it not changed yet?
Well you may not think this as a serious issue if you do not think India as your country ,if then what only is serious?
It's your country ....
It's your country where all this is happening..
Can't you change?
After all it's your country if you cannot change then who else will?


Think 
your thought
 means a lot.


- An Indian.

Science and religion

"Science ends where religion begins"

Scientists are those who think,
Think about the world around them,
They are just playing the game against the nature,
They just keep discovering,
They just discover what is hidden,
And when they discover it,
They presume themselves to be gaining the game,
Oh!Silly if only they knew the huge mystery the nature hides,
But then they go on.....
What else can they do?
The quest continues....
Because they don't even know where they are heading,
But ,
At the end,
The wise give up.
Because science is exact,
It has limits.
But nature is  limitless,
It leaves us to our wildest imagination.
And there the doors to religion opens.


But the game is still on,
It would die only when the last of human who thinks dies.


May be the ancient one who ever started the oldest religion has played this strange game.....

Author's note:

Religion is not just temples,churches or mosque,it is  another science but the reasons and discoveries were either forgotten,lost or never understood but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.


There are some questions without any answer perhaps many too...
We all know about big bang
It is believed that there was a central core so whatever was it,how did it come there
How could there be something out of nothing?
and those antimatter and all those
I know that antimatter really exists and all that
but the deeper I go the deeper I am left without answers

OK!Th earth was created and all those silly things happened but how did life come into the first amobea or algaue or whatever it is?
And what is mind?
Why is that Einstein discover relativity?
Why do some persons die though they have no disease?
Why is that Osama became a terrorist?
Why is that one is born rich one poor?
Why is India like this and America like that?
OK! let that be the previous birth's sin but what about the first birth ?

The questions may be silly,
But still they are questions unanswered.




The Man of relativity has said:
"Imagination is more important than knowledge.For knowledge is limited to all we know and understand,while imagination embraces the entire world,and all there ever will be to know and understand"

"I want to know God's thoughts; the rest are details."
I am convinced that He (God) does not play dice."
"God does not care about our mathematical difficulties. He integrates empirically."
"My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind."
"Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of truth and knowledge is shipwrecked be the laughter of the gods"


 The man under the apple tree has said:
God created everything by number, weight and measure.
In the absence of any other proof, the thumb alone would convince me of God's existence.

I am just lost!

Words

There are many things to say but only a few worth saying,
so think before you let go of words,
for words are not just words,
they are feelings in disguise,
words can mend,

words can love,

words can heal,

words can hurt,

words can change you,
words can kill,

but..
just remember words are not just words,
for words gone never come back,
they create impressions,
they leave a mark,
sometimes it is not  the one you want..

So ,think before you let go of words,

for words are not just words.

The relation which sees no end.

How fast life is?
How many things to miss?
and when solitary fills,
Those are the moments of bliss.

The memories you gave flash in  my mind,
There are too good that no one must remind;
My mind in solitary confinement lie,
With nothing to laugh nor anything to cry.

I wonder how you would be feeling?
There's something missing;
With no one to laugh nor to cry.
I stray around,I dunno why?

In the dark ,I search in vain;
With nothing but this poem to gain.
Oh!my friend
  the relation which sees no end.

Insane....

A great havock shook the lonely island,

Millions and millions died,

Not a soul survived,

Expect a girl of seven.

Years rolled,

Yet she survived.

All she could see was rubles ruins and wild plants,

All she could eat was fruits and wild berries,

Her companions soon became the plants of merry,

And soon she became the nature's friend.

She needed no barometer to tell the weather,

For she knew the time of rain and the spring of May,

And played with plants and animals all day,

For she knew the language of nature.

Years rolled,

She turned old,

A lost ship tumbled ,

To her shore.

Men of ours came,

And soon did they find

The sweet little maid

Talking and chatting with no one near.

Oh!she is insane

they said.

As the tale goes....

"The world began

with  men as animals,

wild in the nature."

And

in the man's quest to master nature

He has ended losing it.

He has lost it totally that

he hasn't even got a clue that it is lost.

And now

they tell

"she is insane"

But  I wonder,

Who is really Insane?

The girl?

or

the "Men of ours"?

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Diwali-if u r a jolly person & expecting something happy don't read this.

It all happened in a fraction of seconds,
A huge blast,
thundering and warning the people around,
But he was too close to miss it,
yet to close to escape,
and now he lay there dead,
his dreamy eyes showing a shock,
looking at things we don't know,
He lay there motionless,
With roads yet to travel,
With friends yet to make,
With streams yet to venture,
With persons yet to love,
With eyes yet to see the wonders of life,
With ears yet to hear the music of life,
and above all,
With life yet to live.
..
....
..........
He lay there dead,
Deceiving the his family,
who trusted that he is there for them,
Deceiving his dreams.
Gone
all gone,
because of our selfishness.

written in memories of people who lost their life in the cholavandan accident,

Every year many die during diwali time,making crackers...
it happens every year,
It all keeps happening because  we still need crackers,
though we know that there are people dying,
children crying,
to us it is someone for away,
but it's life,
and we have our own excuses,
what will the one box we buy do,
but
if many think the same,
it means a lot.
I know what I am thinking is very hard to come practical,
but still.........
I dunno how?

but
I have decided not to buy crackers,
and if there are 50 like me,
then they would live till at least 60
so 50*50=2500
which means one or two days off the production,
which may prevent some accident,
while there are hundreds of thousands way to celebrate,
why do you want to do it this way.
bursting crackers
polluting the air we breathe,
polluting the earth we live,
disturbing the birds,
You are happy doing this,you alone is happy,
Why not change just try this year.
Just spend the money you spend on crackers for something else,
Feel the change,
I am not telling you to become Gandhi,
just a thought.
just a feel.
a drop of sympathy for the families who have lost their loved ones.

Little hearts around you.

There are little hearts around you,taking every word you say,
There are little hearts around you,doing the same thing you do,
There are little hearts around you,watching what you do day and night,
There are little hearts around you,admiring you from your back ,
There are little hearts around you,talking everything she knows about you,
There are little hearts around you,hearing the silent whispers you utter,
There are little hearts around you,enjoying your presence,
There are little hearts around you,imitating your laughter,
There are little hearts around you,eying your success,
There are little hearts around you,glad to be near you,
There are little hearts around you,envying the persons you talk,
 There are little hearts around you,loving you from their deepest heart,
There are little hearts around you,memorizing everything you do,
There are little hearts around you,smelling the sweet air around you,
There are little hearts around you,doing everything you do,
There are little hearts around you,speaking every silly thing you speak,

There are little hearts around you,becoming you,

There are little hearts around you,waiting for you to turn and smile.

So,be careful....
there are little hearts around you.

He

He must be around 12 or 13,
dirty shirt and a torn jeans,
uncombed hair,
rather a coarse voice,
rough feet with no slippers,

his hands were covered with grease,
eyes portraying  an untold misery,
 he stood there in the dark.
when he noticed me staring,
he turned and smiled.

Something caught me,
the delicacies,
the luxuries,
the comforts,
the pleasures,
the monthly movie,
pocket money....
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

.
.
.
maybe we are living someone else's life

I am a murderer...

Yes,

I no longer can hide the truth from you.

Fate is m mightier than I thought,

atlast the day has come for me to surrender.

I will tell you everything,

everything from the first,

the murder happened last night.

I didn't really mean to do it ,

it was not intentional ,

it happened ,

as an accident

within a few seconds ,

a flash,

and then he lay there dead,

may be he cried and pleaded,

but I did not even hear that,

I was filled with rage,

he has been a great torture,

I turned at him determined to finish him off,

he was still there standing,

maybe he did not know what I thought,

the pain I have suffered so long was burning now,

fury,

hatred,

the agony which he gave me flashed in my mind,

I am not going to excuse him this time,

I am not going to hear his lame excuses,

I raised my hand,

'taaaaapppppppp'

the mosquito fell dead.

The whispering secret..

As I lie in my bed and look out through the window,

the chirping birds,the green trees brushing each other,the cooing cuckoo,few guys chatting and playing.......

it is a pleasant holiday .

Nature has always been my best friend,

no force on earth can ever separate us,

wherever I go nature follows,silently

It follws me silently,maybe it loves me so much that it can't leave me alone.

It comes protecting me,from the cruel clutches of man kind,

It keeps my heart alive,

It cleans the dirt

from my mind and soul which the world man has made has given.

Nature is divine,

It is mystic.

Nature rules the world,

no one can master it.

You try killing the nature and end up dieing.

.

.

.

Through me in an isolated island

put me in a dark dungeon

still nature is with me,

Even darkness is nature,

Everything is nature.

You try mastering nature and lose

You try killing nature and end up dieing,

Give

or

Take

everything is of,from and by the nature.

But sometimes I wonder

what nature is doing out there

perhaps it is trying to tell us

whisper into our ears,plead...

There is something they are trying to tell,,

don't you feel that they are trying to talk

how can you ever miss it,

The rain that falls against me

The trees that brush against me

The whispering wind

everything........

They keep on trying,

to tell us something,

all day all night

but

I never seem to get it,

The secret remains a secret

.

..

the whispering continues

keep your ears open

you may get it .


my sincere thanks: thundafunda.com/photos/lovely-nature-photos/
for the beautiful pictures.