I have never been to a lighthouse;
& I have never seen an ocean;
I have never felt waves pushing
me back like an amiable stranger
who knows the danger of deep
I have never felt the sand sticking
to my feet or my hand while I make
a tiny castle.I have no seashells ornamented
on the shelf in my study as a souvenir
to a visited shore;
As the days pass by in Lockdown,
I feel guilty for taking time so
Ah, so human of me !
I have never got a tattoo,
of all the words etched in my core
I haven’t inked myself on myself and
carried it like a stamps of
Visual representation of my
intangible thoughts; On me.
Adorable, exquisite as fashion.
As the days pass by in Lockdown,
I feel guilty for taking freedom so
Ah, so human of me !
There are a dozen of books in
my wishlist that I didn’t order
that I now so wanna read;
To steal ideas and perspective
from it’s yellow pages and
register it in a corner of my
mind as a substance of belief.
An adopted outlook like
a persian silver cutlery my
mother picked up and is so
As the days pass by in Lockdown,
I feel guilty for taking life so
Ah, so human of me !
You are cut from the reach of my steadfast hands; Maybe that’s how you and I chose it to be. Either utmost love or disappearance, That’s how we chose it to be and you took it literally.
I showed you my every teardown, My every blood drop shed through my words and verse; But you kept quiet, distance apart and now its been years since I heard your voice, saw your face or knew anything about you absolutely.
And today I wish I could know, how deep did it cut when I was torn apart from you or was it just a little prick? Did it damage like the tornadoes do or not as it just a storm that blew too soon?
See I don’t wish to draw pleasure in your turbulence if any occurred; I just want to know where I stood the day you took the last vow; Vow to undo all the vows! That particular day when I was lying beneath the waves of a life-shaking tsunami and catching my breath; Were you basking on the beach or were you a little wet in the rain of misery?
Because I was drenched. I was drenched in the abyss of breathlessness like you were a vital organ that failed; I wish you hadn’t failed, first love. I wish we hadn’t failed, first love.
Because you were the one thing I swear, one thing I let engulf me and believe me I could have happily spent my whole life in your stomach. It was my happy place. You were my happy face. You were one thing I could have compromised everything for and believe me, that coming from me is not an easy deal because now I compromise nothing for nothing. You were my extra hand I would have extended to make up for your shorthanded love because now I don’t walk an inch further for anything that’s meant or meant not to be. You were the ray of optimism in my darkest of nightmares where you never returned and now I am a lone pessimist.
You were strong I knew; I was stronger I discovered but at this moment I am weak. My day vision is opaque to your refraction but the damn night is when you seep in; In my dreams.
And today after years I am weak and I wish for our paths to cross again some fine day; I’ll pretend to be who I was and who I am not and you can just sit and tell me, Tell me, did it hurt just a little? Or you lost heartbeats in a row like a severe concussion and could feel the heartache in your mouth? Because that’s how it happened to me!
Tell me, my former worth. Was I just the deprived sleep of a day or two or was I someone you incessantly craved? Tell me about your withdrawal symptoms in my absence, if any!
I wish to know the consequences of the strongest emotions I felt; And though we’ll never resonate in that magical frequency ever again because I love myself a little too much and yet a little too less than how much I loved thee.
Ah, love that enormous returned to anonymity. A love that enormous that if it escapes to the universe and condenses to be a bright spot, the world will have a new north star. Love that enormous but All for nothing. And I wish you hadn’t failed, first love. I wish we hadn’t failed, first love.
Nirbhaya. ‘ Fearless’ A 23 year old physiotherapist was brutally gang raped in a city bus , her parts were ripped open, foreign entities inserted in her body and was thrown out of the bus to die. Disha ‘ Direction’ A 26 years old, veterinary doctor was abductedby 4 men, gang-raped, smothered to death and set ablazein Hyderabad. Sobriquets given to rape victims cannotbring back their lives. Stop glorying the tragedy because no woman in India can be ‘ Nirbhaya ‘ until and unless she is cold dead. Lets name the culprits Instead but sadly we run out of words! ‘ Monsters, murders who shouldn’t be born in the first place
Candles are for silent protest;
We need loud actions in times of such moral depravity!
Just taking the case to fast-track court and punishing the offenders is not enough. It doesn’t guarantee that no similar barbarity will take place in future. Does it?
How many causalities will it take for all of us to take the right steps?
Here is what government can do
First and foremost, we need to change the psyche of people such that rape and abuse is not an option in the actionable dictionary of citizens. How can we try to achieve it.
Monitory Government Squads:
Government should device monitory squads per district, town and villages who would visit houses periodically and inspect the condition and wellbeing of women in the house. Often, rapists are from the families where women are suppressed and ill-treated encouraging them to objectify women as a sex object. Families should be counselled about women rights and repercussion of ill-treatment.
Government should organize public camps in rural and under-developed areas and should counsel public about women rights, laws, rape, child abuse etc. They should be counseled to educate their children.
Women Member in Panchayat:
Every gram Panchayat should necessarily have a female candidate. Women conference and events should be conducted to empower uneducated woman. Women in rural areas should be exposed to employment opportunities and made financially independent so that they don’t hesitate to report issues against their family members if any.
Law should be included as a compulsory subject in schools. Students should be taught about basic Indian regulation such as Rape laws, drug laws, human rights, animal rights as part of their curriculum.
– Rape and sex should not be considered as taboo and should be discussed to children by teachers and parents at the right age.
Capital Punishment for rapists and murders and justice should be served as soon as possible. A tentative duration should be set by fast track courts and verdict should be out within that specified time.
Telangana Chief Minister K .Chandrasekhar Rao set up of the fast track court ensured the verdict to be served within 56 days in the young veterinarian’s case.
Here is what society can do :
Not to turn a blind eye at even the slightest of atrocity done on any women.
Report any major or minor incidents of sexual or domestic violence. According to National Family Health Survey ( NHFS) conducted by union ministry 31% of women have experiences sexual, physical or mental violence at home. I have seen women working in my society having bruises on their body. Many of my colleagues have witnessed the same situations wherein the maids working in their houses are beaten badly by their husbands. We listen to the story, council the victim, walk away which should not be the case. Such incidents should be reported to regional monitory squad for inspection.
To report eve-teasing or slightest of misbehavior to monitory squads.To empower women and promote education. You should indulge in active discussion about rape and sexual violence at home with your children. Education starts at home. A child’s psychology is most affected by what he sees and listens at home.
Here is what women can do:
Not be too accustomed to what we shouldn’t be.
If you are a woman who is enduring sexual or any kind of violence, you are encouraging the man to take women to be weak and inferior. Your silence and his arrogance will manifest into a crime in future. You need to take a stand for yourself and others. Don’t endure any kind of mistreatment and recognize your rights. Report any kind of abuse.
Report any online abuse. More than 50% of women using social media have been abused online but the question is what do we do about it? Generally, females block that particular individual and turns a blind eye towards it which is not enough.
Blue throat and clear Mind; Posion within and sedated awhile. Isn’t he and humans alike?
Mythology has always painted god and goddess to be indefectiable and supreme, devoid of any vices unlike humans thus creating an implied division.Gods and humans; Godly and humanly;
This implied superiority of a magnificent existence tends us to have faith. But If I ask you why you worship the one you worship?
My intention is not to shake the foundation of your belief. I just want you to deep dive from a superficial conditioning into an understanding of what religion is about. What makes you have an irresolute faith in who you worship ? The answer to this question is the lesson religion was meant to teach us.
I believe in Shiva. The blue throat taught me that despite the poison you may encounter, you don’t have to let it get to your head. Negativity, ill-will may affect you till an extent that it becomes a lump of heaviness in your throat but you don’t have to let it reach your head. You have to stay calm and balanced.
Shiva is the Creator and the destroyer of the world.This taught me that sometimes no-matter how intricately and dedicatedly you nurtured something but you should possess the power to destroy it if it’s not meant to be. If it’s existence is toxic.
Shiva is limitless. This taught me that every individual, every living being no matter how minimal has a potential to touch their infinites only if he manages to manifest his energies in the right way. Nothing is impossible.You are infinite, you can be anyone you want and you can do anything you like. You are limitless.
Shiva blessed both Ram and Ravan. It taught me to be tolerant and to believe in good and bad with good faith. To not have a pre-owned notion but to be impartial and treat all equally and respect their choices and their journeys.
Shiva is believed to sedate his mind. Momentary sedation is either for distraction or indulgence. It has an enormous possibility of being what you want it to be. It can make you creative, it can make disruptive. Choice is yours.
Shiva is called bholenath; Bholenath means to be simple and I feel simplicity is that bliss which makes a person richer in his experience because he is more in contact with his conscience that anything else. He is more in touch with his innate being than the worldly exteriors.
Shiva is magnificent. Shiva is magnificent not because of his powers but because of his unfathomable knowledge. I also believe that the only prospect that gives a cutting edge between two individuals is knowledge and education.
Shiva is temperate. It is believed that whenever god shiva got angry he began to do a dance called tandav. You must have control over your temperaments and know how to change it into a productive outcome.
Last but not the least, shiva makes me believe that Good is not devoid of evil; Good is in control of evil; Good is within, Good is without.
You know it or not but you are an artist like no one else; like no one will ever be; Because you choose what you choose and it’s your choice what to bring home from the infinity world exposes to you.
And I hope you bring home good and bright things; And I hope you bring home happiness and joy.
Because your life is as full as you may fill; With the shadow of the comfort of your favorite color curtains; With the taste of freshness of the tea of your liking; With the fragrance of liveliness of the rose plant you planted; With the warmth of familiarity of the old books in your shelf; With the ignorance of the to-do post it note you pasted weeks ago; With the motivation of the posters you stuck on your wall; With the nostalgia of the pictures you framed; With the sourness of the wine of your choice; With the melody of your favorite person’s voice. And most importantly, with the nightmares of your forgotten dreams before you finally wake up.
Dear, don’t be too lost in the quest. Because no-matter how far you travel to find the right place; The right place will always be the one you will create with your own hands and decorate with your own choices.
Create; Create an art piece; Create a code; Create a verse; Create a dish; Create a joke; Create a business; Create a sock; Anything, just create.
Create and share with the world because though you may feel complete with your makings but you will only feel fulfilled with your givings.
Quote a value for what create and not a price. It’s priceless.
And like I said, you are an artist that will never be born again; I hope you bring home all the good and bright things that will help you create what world will rejoice everlong.
Joker ( 2019) directed by Todd Phillips starring Joaquin Phoenix as joker surpasses all the benchmarks and expectations of audience. Joaquin’s performance is extremely prolific and engaging. With his exceptional performance, he makes the audience walk in his shoes, feel despair of his miserable life and reason his insanity.
The major requisite to be a nursery class volunteer is patience and of-course patience. Ebullient spirit of kids doesn’t exhaust at all . It was a dull Monday afternoon and I was asked to look after little innocent monsters gathered at the auditorium for some extracurricular activity.