Random Thought - 5

There is so much of negativity in this world. Worst affected are the animals - for no fault of theirs. I mean, weren't animals the first inhabitants of this earth? What rights do we have to torture them in this ruthless manner? Just because they do not and cannot tell us to shut up and stop (not like we would listen to them anyways), we cannot damage their lives this way.
I was watching something on TV the other day where two oxen were being brutally beaten and starved. It was so painful that I changed the channel instantly. And again on most days I see cattle being transported in trucks. I almost cry when I see the way they are being transported. One poor cow couldn't even move her head to flick off a fly that was on its cheek. They were packed like beer bottles. Is there no respect left for life on this earth? The newspapers the other day spoke of 58,000 dogs being shot in Baghdad in a period of ninety days. How ruthless is that? I feel awful when I see a cat or a dog being kicked away when they look at you pleading for half a morsel of food. I feel awful for those goats which are being carried in carry bags to be cut and sold by the kilo. Seriously there is no humanity left on this earth at all.  I have half a mind to go and apologize to every tortured animal out there on behalf of all these heartless men.
I know its easy for me to sit and write about all this here. I do not have the guts to walk up the a man on the street flogging his oxen or kicking a dog. I just wish I had.

Speaking of negativity again, look at the news. Tell me one good thing that all the news channels flaunt about. Corruption here, murder there, accidents here, rapes there, theft, robbery and oh yes teams playing sports(its like a comic relief after all the disgusting news). And yeah, why wouldn't they broadcast such things when the whole world is filled with voyeurs? That is what we all want all the time. The so called "sensation". What pleasure we get in knowing that another person somewhere is being subjected to negativity? And we won't rest peacefully till we get to the dirty depths of the sensation.
And for those who want to get away from all this, what is the recourse we take? Or rather I take? I feel ashamed to say this but I escape from all this. I know there is nothing I can do about EVERYTHING around me, so the best thing for me to do is shut my mind and eyes from all this and try not to cause harm to any living thing from my side. That is the best I can do ! Be good and do good !!

Random Thought - 4

Life is a funny little puzzle. You think you know something or someone too well. But then, you realize you are looking at their other side. At times you know that what you are looking at is not what you are supposed to be looking at. But you continue looking at it that way.
People are queer in their own way. They more often than not make you stop and reflect about the "relaionship" you have with them.

Life is a state of delusion. More often than not, we never realize what is it that we are doing in this world. Are we here for the sake of others? Are we here for us? Or are we here for something else? How do we realize what is our purpose of this life? What are we supposed to do? Where are we headed?

Time is the funniest puzzle of all. We are all but puppets in the hands of time !!

I Write Like ....

I write like
Stephen King

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

To my unborn child !

We waited

Breath abated

For the tiny pink line.

Hope turned to fears

Fears to joyful tears

We were both

Laughin and cryin’

Appointments for anti-nates

Vitamins and foliates

Life turned to a brand new season

Family and friends and one and all

On numerous joyful visits and calls

Life was awesome for a reason.

Nausea and giddiness

And heart burn and indigestion

Lying in bed all day

Home made remedies

And lots of suggestions

From anyone who came our way

Maternity shopping

Baby shower planning

And searching for that perfect name

Long hours on the internet

Researches on everything

Became a routine game.

Our feet touched no ground

On our first ultrasound

When the doctor came out all sullen

“I see no movement

Of its hands nor feet

I don’t even detect a tiny heartbeat

I hate to tell you

Cannot hide it too

Your baby is a fallen !”

No farewell words were spoken

No time to say goodbye

You were gone before we knew it

Only God knows why!

I am walking on tight rope

But I lose no hope

You are my unfinished boon

I am still waiting

Breath abating

For I know you’ll

Come back to me soon.

I loved you 

even before i knew you

-mamma

Random thought - 3

Continuing on the topic of creativity...

I've seen creativity at its best in mythology. I believe in just one God - a nameless, formless God. [It's God - what other name do you want?]

Before I go ahead, let me make it totally clear here, I mean no offence to anyone. I am just voicing my thoughts.

I remember once during our history classes back in school, we decided to sit back and have an informal discussion. There, my history teacher told us that there is just one God. But people in ancient times weren't too happy with that concept. They thought, "Huh? One God? He'd be bored for sure. And no name? What crap ! We'll give him a name, and yes, He isn't the only one up there. I bet he has friends and family". And so evolved Shiva, Brahma and Vishnu with their wives and children who, by the way weren't born like normal kids. They were born out of super powers, like a light from Shiva or the turmeric from Parvati's body etc. (I am talking about Hinduism here because I know nothing about other religions).

Each of these Gods were given their set of duties, Brahma was to create the universe, Shiva destroyed it and Vishnu eradicated sins. The kids had jobs too.

So if they had a nice happy adventurous family, what is happening out there now? What is happening in heaven? Did Ganesha get married? Did Krishna have kids? What is Hanuman doing now? And why isn't anyone coming down anymore to eradicate the sins that have manifolded a million times more than what it used to be centuries ago?

Where are all the story tellers? Why has the creativity come to a standstill up there? 

Random Thought - 2

I had the pleasure of attending a speech by the film director, Mr. Shekhar Kapur. He was talking to us about creativity. Now, there was one particular thing he said that caught my attention. He said for people who are creative, creativity just "comes to them". For instance, for a musician, the music just "comes to " him. For a poet, the words of his poem just "come" to him. So from where is all this "coming to" happening? From the universe.

I have a little question here.

I am a poet and my poems too just "come" to me. From the universe. So now, who is actually writing these poems? Is it actually me or is it just the universe trying to communicate through me? 

In that case how exactly would you define this "universe"??

Her Date

The long wait was finally over
And she knew he'd come to take her away
All her pain was coming to an end
She knew she was going to be free today
The long wait had made her weak and frail
Yet she was determined to look good
She put on her best dress and brushed her hair
And went to meet him in the wood(s)
The hours slipped by at snail's pace
Sunshine turned to twilight
But she knew he'd come stealthily
Like a burglar in the dead of night

She heard a wolf howl in the dark
And knew he was not far away
Time was ticking faster now
She knelt down one last time to pray
She saw a white light approach her
And welcomed him with open arm(s)
He came like the wind and swept her away
And everything around turned quiet and calm
Next day a villager passing by
Dumbstruck he was by what he found
A beautiful woman among the woods
Lay cold and stiff on the ground !!

The Rain

The first rain drop fell

On the hot summer sands

Twas followed by many other

To cool the barren lands.

This ground had not seen

Rains for so long

The pitter patter sounded

Like a long forgotten song

The earth greedily soaked up

Its nectar of life

Soon she was glowing

Like a newly wedded wife

People struck by draught

Ran out to embrace

This  long forgotten dream

Smiling on their face

People sang and danced

People laughed and clapped

So melodious felt the thunder

As across the skies it slapped

It rained for a day

It rained for two

And it rained for days

Without a cue

Water swelled up

On every street

And flooded every

Lake and creek

Cattle began drowning

People began moaning

People began cursing

The clouds that didn’t stop pouring

Soon the dam was full

And burst open its walls

And the entire place was flooded

With no one to hear its calls

Nightmares

As walls cave in

And fear grips in

You can’t run

You can’t hide

And shadows are chasin

From every side!

You turn left

You turn right

You have no one

Alone you fight!

No matter where you go

Invisible eyes follow

Cold foggy hands

Grapple your throat

Leaving you hollow!

You are surrounded

by darkness

and cold winter fog

at the back of your head

you hear a howling dog!

You smell terror everywhere

You want to scream out loud

You end up gasping for air!

Suddenly someone pushes you

From a swing

And before you hit the ground

You hear your alarm ring!!!

Think about this !!

When was the last time

you ever slept like a baby?

When was the last time

you even slept maybe?

Why is this world

In this mad rat race?

Everybody's lost in

This money-making phase!

Nobody has the time

To smile at one another

Nobody has the time

to smell a wayside flower!

People want to earn

for food, clothes and shelter.

This makes them run

Constantly helter skelter!

People want to earn

for more comfort and luxury,

But do they have the time

to enjoy these in their hurry?

All that people want

is more and more money

The world is losing all

its peace and harmony!

Its time to stop and think

Its time we opened our eyes

Money is not everything,

Its time we realize(d)!

Random thought -1

I have always found animals very intriguing. I am in total awe everytime I discover something new about some animal.

Last evening I was watching this program on black mambas on nat geo (or was it animal planet? I can't seem to remember)

how ever, i couldn't help but wonder how much more animals are better than humans. We humans need spoon feeding even after we are old enough to rule the world. animals on the other hand, they seem to be born with immense knowledge and intelligence.

Many animals don't hang around their babies. The mamba for instance, it lays its eggs and then leaves the little snakes to fend for themselves. so do the turtles/tortoises. Who teaches these new borns to hunt for food, about its environment, how to make a house (if the animal does live in a house) - birds - who teaches a bird to build its nest? the parents are wid the little ones only till they learn to fly (correct me if i am wrong here). 

but on the other hand, i am old enough to have kids of my own, but i completely rely on my mother for every little thing. most of us do rely on someone else to guide us. we are scared if we might falter or end up making fools of ourselves - well sooner or later we do that , no denying that fact. 

Animals rely heavily on their intuition. That is an amazing thing to do. I think we must learn the way of lives from the animals around us.

One important lesson we ought to learn is loyalty and unconditional love

once u gain the trust of even a lion, the lion does not care if you are dark, or short or fair or rich or poor. it loves you with all its heart. but are we unbiased that ways? nope not a teensy bit. people who say u are, step back and give it another thought. we never love without any expectations - no we dont even love our own kids without expectations. think about it and feel free to let your thoughts flow out too :) 

I'll never find another you

There’s a better world somewhere,

Its called the ‘promised land’

And I’ll be there someday,

If you’ll hold my hand!

I’ll need you there beside me,

No matter what I do,

Because I know I’ll never

Find another you!

There’s always a ‘special someone’,

For each of us they say,

And you’ll be my ‘special someone’,

Forever and on any day!

I could search the whole world over,

Until my life is through,

Yet I know I’ll never

Find another you!

Life’s a long long journey,

So do stay by my side,

When I walk through hurdles,

I need you as my guide!

If I’m given a fortune,

My treasure would be small!

I could lose it all tomorrow,

And never mind at all!

But should I lose your love dear,

I don’t know what I’ll do

Because I know I’ll never,

Find another you!

forget me not

The sun shone down after the rain

The world was bright and happy again,

Flower beds shook their downy heads

And seedlings sprouted from their cozy little beds.

In a wild bush not far away

Bloomed a tiny little flower

Blue as the ight skies of May

He stretched a bit and looked around

But was disappointed as there was none to be found

Suddenly a sweet smell swept his nose

He turned around to meet a lovely rose

He proposed and she promised

That they never would part

Happiness thumped their tiny little hearts

But soon a little gypsy came hopping by

Seeing the rose she gave a delighted cry

She plucked it gently and tucked it in her hair

Fate had parted the lovely pair

The blue flower could do nothing but whisper

""Alas we've parted, and there's no one I've got.

I love you so much... Forget me not!!""

Happy Birthday to my love

One day in heaven's factory
God made a special new baby
He gave him big expressive eyes
And a smile that was twice as nice
He gave him a clever brain to think
And a nose that was cute and pink
He gave him hands and legs beautifully crafted
But it was the heart that He best drafted
He made it big and warm and of pure gold
He made it courageous and strong and bold
He made it a huge treasure trove
And filled it with loads and loads of love
He made sure nothing was amiss
And sent him down with a kiss
So much did God love the baby that
Every year on this day
He comes down to wish him
HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!

Rainy Day

lonely walk, rainy day

thoughts of you

on my way

wish you were here

by my side

no umbrella nor raincoat

no place to hide

high in spirits soaked to our skins

"splash" in a puddle

our feet would rinse

wet clothes wet hair

and not a care

hot tea to drink

warmth of your cuddle

into it i sink

distant rumble, lightning streak

silent whispers

sweet nothings to speak

late hour, no power

and no moon light

huddled together

in candle light

stroke my hair, kiss my ear

touch my cheek n catch a tear

hold me tight, rock me slow

like a cradle to and fro

into dreams, falling deep

sit by me and watch me sleep!!!