Until we meet again..

Time had us lost in two worlds

 But we have found each other now,

A wanderer who could not stay in moulds

I have overcome that thought somehow,

It must be a deep bond that connects one other

What else explains one lost soul welcoming another ?

I accept you as my own and glad that you chose me

To keep you within and nurture you as my extended identity


As you grow into the beautiful gift of God,

At nature's creation, I am humbled and awed.

Now time comes to a close, we shall meet at last

" Until we meet again "-  we never said our good byes in the past.

Leaves Of Grass

Two Seeds of a Pod,  Planted alike,
Destined differently, when Nature would Strike.

Reared in the same Soil, One Sun on them will Shine
Two Seeds of a Pod, each, to a separate path will Align

Time was a friend this far, seeds grown into leaves of Grass.
Two leaves, Together , the ill-fates they could Surpass.

Seasons they saw, Years that went past,
Young leaves of grass, in a happy place were cast.

Each growing to new dreams, hearts filled with joy,
But Time was about to turn a foe, Who was to Ploy?

Fields golden, turned fiery red one day,
Dreams caught fire, only ashes were to Stay.

Taller leaf, shielded the stunted one,
Took the blaze on , but a word said none.

Fire went Off, But the charred leaf withered,
Stunted one's love and hope went scattered.

Cursing the stars, which appeared on twilight,
Leaves of Grass, today a sacrimony of this plight..

Looking for that perfect horizon..

I visited my parents a few days back. They stay in a quiet non-metropolis. While brewing a cup of tea in the kitchen, I saw a thatched roof and tin walls of a small hut right outside our window.

It was almost falling apart and the walls were caving in. The heavy monsoons had caused a mini puddle inside the hut. I asked my mom if it was inhabited. After all, who could stay in the slush pool..

My mom replied that it was an ex-Army officer who stayed there. He had an injury in his shoulder due to extensive bullets and could not continue in the Army any longer. To feed his family, he took this job of looking after a plot of land. The plot owner had asked him to be a watch-guard there. So he setup his own hut there and managed his meals by cooking over stones and coal. He occasionally sweeps the slush out when it over flows.

This ex-Army guard had once told my mom how he misses having chapatis.. He can cook them for sure, but due to his shoulder injury, he cannot knead the dough or roll them with a pin. It hurts him each time he tries it.

My mother would occasionally give him food, but she lives on a lonely road and was worried about constant interaction with strangers. She could not give him chapatis everyday and if she did, he would crave them more, incase she could not provide for it.

I thought it wasn't fair, but then it crossed my mind that we live in  a world where we cannot trust strangers. Dad leaves for work each day, while my mum and sister stay at home. SO I gave up the thought of persuading her to give him food, even occasionally. 

Now whenever I put a morsel of that hot roti in my mouth, I feel grateful. I guess that is why god is in small things.

Here was a man, who served his country , got shot in the arm and lives a life full of struggles to make ends meet. While I live in a fabricated world of perceived perfection, away from the real struggles.

It is our constant perseverance to ask for more.. from life, from our surroundings and from ourselves.

We live lesser 'in the moment' each day. Our lives are now digital records of every day activities (obnoxious selfies and location tags on Facebook and Whatsapp),  where Personal spaces are trifled with over-communication.

It is always about Better jobs, higher salaries, move to a better country/city, bigger cars, fancier lifestyles and some more obnoxious selfies and thus Emptier minds.

In this rush, I have missed many a little pleasures, which I want to cherish. Every now and then I remind myself to live at peace with the moment, be grateful, do what my heart says, take risks cause i have the liberties to do so, and look beyond that perfect horizon. so that I do not miss the vision of simple pleasures right under my nose..

Divided by Opinions, United by Intent

Elections in the country has given rise to the latest fad of 'political debates'. Facebook, twitter, newspapers, office coffee breaks, dinner table...these discussions are following me everywhere.
Social media and web have also played a significant role in people expressing their support openly. There is so much more to read, absorb and form opinions about.
This is democracy  - differences of opinion, all being heard for a careful vote towards the majority.
I am happy to experience this information age, but it comes with it's backlash. The more opinionated people get and more they want to be heard, the debates thereafter take a devastating turn from being informative to just a mud slinging session. It is very typical of Indians to point the flaws, but I have seen very few resolving ambiguity and conflicts.
Why do we conflict over opinions? Every Indian wants the same basics from their government, whichever candidate or party they may choose. I do not mean to support any party and I personally feel that these opinions should never become a personal agenda for spreading negativity towards anyone. How different are we then, from these politicians who have always intended this polarization for their vote banks. We are giving them what they need, by turning our daily conversations into war zones, over nothing.
Sit back and think, the politicians who claim to be either 'honest', 'industrious' or 'secular' have been attacking each other in the most childish ways possible. Why should we turn into them ?
Having an opinion and supporting the party is one, but limit it to making the right choice or helping someone with information so that he/she may make his /her choice..
Don't bear the cross of the political party on your forehead, spam people's inboxes with defamatory material on the opponents.. Rise above this division they want to create and look beyond.
Governance can change a lot, but for our country, the most important change is to stay united, peaceful and work towards the future we want. After all, we may be divided by opinions, but are surely united by our intent for a progressive future for this country.