Change The Way You See Me


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Dear Society,

You see me as tears, saga of a broken beaten self. But I am a rain drop that has many rainbows hidden in its embrace.

You see me as dust that can be swept under the carpet of your fallacious ego. But I am the earth from whose lap life emanates.

You see me as a heap of leaves that lie shuddering and withered on ground, awaiting for the spring to arrive. But I am the wind that drape seasons and facilitate change.

You see me just as glitter and bling of a shimmery costume that you can discard at will. But I am the fire that holds warmth, brilliance and blaze.

You see me as a fragile bird that you can keep shackled in the cage of restrictions. But I am the sky of dreams and aspirations beyond your comprehension and petty gaze.

You see me as “Just & After All” Woman, a petite body. But I am an embodiment of love, force and strength – the nature itself, an identity here to stay.

Change the way you see me is all I have to say.

From a woman proud of womanhood ❤️❤️.

You Can Do Everything Except…


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Your smile melts me,

Your pain petrifies me,

Your anger worries me,

Your embrace soothes me,

Your call awakens me,

Your progress delights me,

Your purity enchants me,

Your helplessness weakens me,

Your faith in me strengthens me,

Your sweet (not street) smartness amuses me,

You can make me smile, reel in pain, frown, worry, struggle, brave, fight.

You have gifted a rainbow of emotions to my heart which wonders if ever it would ably accommodate this treasure in that petty corner.

Today I want you to hear this once and for all:

You can do everything except to embarrass me.

(A small heartfelt note by every autism parent to their kids )

The More…..


The more I think about you, the more I want to know about you.

The more I know about you, the more I want to talk about you.

The more I talk about you, the more I want the world to listen about you.

What is so special about you that any snide directed towards you makes me uncomfortable?

Why I can’t turn oblivion to the insidious designs destined to make you fragile & vulnerable?

I questioned myself again and again the reason behind my disconsolate state.

The child in me replied “haven’t she fed you with scrumptious delicacies”

The student in me replied “haven’t she imparted you  the important lesson of Vasudaivya Kutumbakam”

The adolescent in me replied “haven’t she introduced you to the  effervescent dances of life”

The fighter spirit in me replied “haven’t she raised you with the stories of valour, which in number are equal to those of sand particles present on the sea shore”

The humanist in me replied “isn’t she the one that nurtured Gautam Buddha in her lap who remained epitome of love and peace”

The family loving person in me replied “haven’t she mothered Lord Rama to guide you in how to shoulder your responsibilities”

The righteous person in me replied “haven’t she gifted you with the epic of Lord Krishna to strengthen your belief in truth”

The ever analytical self of me replied “isn’t She the one who promised tranquillity of mind and soul haven’t and bestowed Yoga. Isn’t she the pioneer of every life science”

The explorer in me replied “haven’t she treasured the precious Vedas and Upanishads for you to unearth the real meaning of life”

The traveller in me replied “haven’t  the celestial rivers adorning her quenched thirst of your eyes, haven’t her snow clad crown  caged your gaze; haven’t the pearls of sun kissed sea bedazzled you; haven’t her lush green accessories made your heart skip a beat, haven’t the colourful celebrations of life imbedded in her soul made you dance with glee”

The patriot in me replied “how can you ever erase all these beautiful memories that you had with her”

I have innumerable answers now, leaving me more convoluted yet awestruck.

The more deeper I dig into the roots the higher I have to look to search the summit of your character.

The more I turn back the history pages the more I care for future.

The more I learn about the truth the more determined I become to dispel the darkness of lies surrounding your name.

The more vicious conspiracies turn the more I want to reveal your pious facet to restore serenity.

The more I am ready to abreast the adversities that stand at your doorsteps the more I bow down at your feet.

 I am fortunate to be born, play and grown in your lap,

I am blessed with the warmth of your embrace and wish to rest there till I turn cold.

I wish to dedicate every breath of mine in your service for I can never repay you in this life.

Jai Hind

An End To The Enigma Of Life


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Originally Posted On Candles Online:

I kept wandering in the pursuit of happiness that never had any definitey.

I was surrounded by the maddening chatter of desires that robbed me of my serenity.

I kept looking for flaws in others to prove my superiority.

I was an obnoxious, boisterous trumpet busy in singing laurels in self-praise, deprived of humility.

I invested myself to the extent of immersion in the worldly ties that costed me my sobriety.

I propelled higher in the skies of baseless egos and crude pride that I lost connection with the reality.

I was absorbed by the frivolous vanity of material charms that left me with insanity.

I let my greed take over my senses and I became nefarious and lost even my humanity leave aside divinity.

I was flowing with the directionless wind until I encountered – Failure, Old Age, Illness & Death – Teachers who teach everyone without disparity.

I soon yet quite lately realised that I was so far indulged in a mirage hunt that never existed even remotely.

I now stood as a silent spectator, witnessing the changing masks, perhaps the real faces – shedding down inhibitions and civility.

I was baffled at first, agitated, and finally struck by melancholy to see everything moving away from my proximity.

I crumbled down like a brittle wall and wailed hard that echoed within, digging up and unearthing the dormant soul resting under the debris of mistaken identity.

I was now bound to listen to the resonating call of my true companion that completely shook me first with remorse only to bring tranquillity.

I realised the riches I amassed throughout never comforted me, contrary to that delight dwelled in a charity that has never been my priority.

I always had a safe distance from compassion while arrogance choreographed my relations that weathered away in the face of a calamity.

I, now a solitary reaper of venomous fruits of bitter seeds of my deeds quizzed my companion to suggest a way if any that leads to liberty.

I overheard as my companion whispered to my heart “seek forgiveness and salvation from the ever compassionate Almighty”.

I was again left in the lurch ” how shall I go about seeking the ultimate one and escape from the world and its duplicity.

I was startled when a voice echoed from within “shall I call you ignorant or address as innocent? Still searching out, paying no heed to the one residing in you since eternity”.

I stood sans commotion, letting the silence speak eloquently to and within me, taking the charge of my senses for the first time in a while now and soaking in the tranquillity.

I felt the warmth of my tears drenching my barren heart as his words are aiding cultivation of compassion & righteousness that would yield the crop of wisdom, the profit of salvation, making soul opulent, and lofty.

I latched onto the light of truth, dispelled the fog of ignorance that enveloped my being, the cluster that insidiously gripped me is losing its ground, a life that seemed enigmatic is now deriving it’s meaning while rediscovering its beauty!!!

Please Understand!!!


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“Pink Slip” that left many employees pale.  A heart felt / heartbreaking saga of every employee who gets / got laid off in the wake of of disastrous economic turmoil making employers think only about “costs incurred” and ways to “Cut” them off:

“Spend time with us” parents urged and I said “Not now, please understand”.

 

“We need a change” wife requested and I said “Not now, please understand”.

 

“Play with us” kids pleaded and I said “Not now, please understand”.

 

“Let’s relive moments together” friends demanded and I said “Not now, please understand”.

 

“When would you live” questioned the mirror and I said “Not now, please understand”.

 

“When would you pause and relax” begged my body and I said “Not now, please understand”.

 

When appraisals and appreciation eluded time and again I said to myself “May not be now, please understand”.

 

I rallied against time only to be in time in the chase of never ending deadlines, explaining to myself “This is how it is, please understand”.

 

When you ceased to care for me in your merry moments I still stuck around as a loyal hoping that you would understand.

 

But when depression engulfed in the times of distress you chose to severe and chuck me out and asked me to “Please Understand”.

 

For you it was always a relationship of profits and dividends but for me it was a cushion to my dreams which you would never understand.

 

Now I am left with questions to answer, hunger to satiate, battles to be fought, life to be rebuilt which you would never care to understand.

 

Still I would give you a benefit of doubt as I understand the mechanism of markets but how far will this log of rules go to dictate human relationships and humanity, can anyone make me understand?

 

Has the world been reduced to just a slump of Demand and Supply theories? A balance sheet of losses and gains? Just plain black and white and nothing in between? Why is this Pink scaring me today? Can anyone please make me understand?

 

 

 

I am Bound Till….


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I am bound till the time I test the strength of last strand of bond between us. When it gives away I am free.

I am bound till the time my fingers are engulfed by even a single bleak ray of hope. When it is shut down I am free.

I am bound till the time I garner strength to carry on in this lone battle every time I falter. When weakness embraces me I am free.

I am bound till the time I care to repair and iron out the creases from our worn out relationship. When indifference sets in I am free.

I am bound till the time I choose to suffer to make you win in front of the world. When I chose to make my own victory stride I am free.

I am bound till the time I decide……

***This is applicable to everyone who is making silent contributions in their lives yet never credited sans any gender bias ****

You Can Never Be “Nothing”


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Originally posted on Candles Online

May not be the chime in rain drops,
But you might be the rainbow hidden in the water prisms,
just waiting for the beams to shine upon.

May not be the fragrance of freshly sprinkled earth,
But you might be the pot hidden in those particles,
just waiting for the hands to carve you.

May not be the breeze on a moonlit night,
But you might be the power of wind shattering the barriers,
just need the right direction for your flow.

May not be the apparent shine of gold,
But you might be the strength and value of a diamond,
just need fingers to polish and brush away the dust on you.

May not be everyone’s dream,
But you might be the music in someone’s life,
just need to usher the tunes of smile.

May not be everything you wanted to be,
But you might be something,
better and destined to be for you can never be “Nothing“.

Still There


Hi Everyone,

The echo of silent prayers that were never heard is still there;

Lying beneath the far stretched sky, behind trail of every shooting star tales of my love for you are still there;

Holding your hand and walking distances, warmth of your touch is still there;

Under the layers of turmoil of life, freshness of memories which were once moments is still there;

Time never stopped,  so does the tears dampening the pillows, pain in the heart is still there;

Destinations have changed so are the ways but I am still stuck at the same turn where you have left me, so the wait is still there;

Before giving up my tryst with life, before succumbing to the inevitable my eyes would long to see you because desire is still there.

 

 

 

via Daily Prompt: Desire