4500 Mistakes

     

     Humans have a tendency to make mistakes. By mistake, they have learnt the prowess of nuclear-enigma. By mistake, they have come up with a nearly impeccable trading system. By mistake, they comprehended every nuance of mother Earth. But, not every mistake is as benevolent as these cited three. 
     About 7000 years ago, someone did an indelible mistake. Realizing the impotence of humans’ discovery, he put forward a theory; THE THEORY OF GOD. 
     GOD – you can’t sense him, but you can feel him. He always lingers around you. Only, you need to ask and he will aid you by all means. The concept was clear – “God is a friend who boosts your inner strength, makes you valiant and self-assured.” Till then, everything was hunky-dory. But that mistake was repeated. And it was repeated again and again. So far, we have nearly 4500 concepts of god.

Eternal Loneliness

I didn’t let you know how much I cared for you,

Only held an umbrella above your head,

When raindrops were blitzing in rage.

Stood by your side forever,

Even when the entire world turned savage.

Rhythm of my heart

 

A wee rhythm wafts out in my tears…

I cling to her hand, cause –

It might not last.

A wee rhythm burns me in flares…

She jilts me, cause –

I peeked at her past.

A wee rhythm still scratches my scars…

I want her back, cause –

She’s my soul, she’s a must!

WOMEN

           Without them this world would never be as dazzling as it is now. They are the incarnation of kindness, affection, care, love…
           They are mothers. They are sisters. They are daughters. They are lovers. They are WOMEN.

You are not weak,

You are not small,

You can shine above all!

Believe me! You can do…

Believe me! I believe in you…

A joy of Triumph

             

              When I was dud at speaking "English", people (to be precise- my friends) always picked on me. Not everyone of course, but those who had posh accent and individuality, used to make me suss what my status was. I was literally poor compare to them. I had never been in a pub before, neither had a plush adventure.

You are STILL in me...

You don't remember, I do -

On our college bus, I just first saw you.

All seats were taken before you get in,

I gave you mine and that's how we begin....

I did love you though,

You didn't see!

Yes, it was long ago,

But you're still in me!!!

Water is precious, water is a gift. Without water, no life can exist!!

        One day on my way back from school, I encountered with an abandon tap gushing out water relentlessly. Somebody might have opened it for his benefit and forgot to turn it off.
        I was eleven then. My mind and heart were far more behind to taste the grudging air of our system. Maybe that's why, I couldn't stop myself to get in on the act.
        I tucked my bicycle in on one side and went to give that tap's mouth a rest.
        "Water is precious, water is a gift. Without water, no life can exist!" A teacher had told me a few days ago. I learned it and used it in a nifty way.
        "What's your name?" A disembodied voice hit me from behind.

Being Nobody

Let's begin with a cliche - I am a nobody who dreams of being somebody. I have fours elder brothers and one sister. And they have set a high bar of expectation for me.
Someone told me once "Being the youngest child in a family is like having luscious dinner at a five-star hotel every night." Well, it's not that cushy. I tell you why.