CHANGING TIMES...

The mind machine is working, cutting the silence,
The clattering is too loud right from the time it commenced.
Filled up with joy, sorrows and guilt,
Trying to avoid the chill she takes refuge beneath the quilt.


The two decades of this fog have made her a nobody,
Oh yes! Time is never steady…
But this fog wasn’t there by birth,
Was it the result of some kind of dearth?
Or is it the heart and mind playing the game.


She has always been the loved one in her family.
The bright star-expectations running high on her shoulders,
But then-don’t know when it all started-she got lost among the boulders.
And then came from under the covers-LUCK and it struck!!


She got more than what she expected, joys and laurels were at her feet.
It is not right-she knew deep down within,
Promises she would make to herself-every time she thought it to be “Sin”.
But ah!!.... So “USED TO” she became to it, all the promises went in vain.


It went on and on and so on…..
Until came this dawn…….


This time she knows she’ll fail,
Aware that luck won’t come to help.
It’s high time for her now or else it would be too late.
Loved ones are sick of her carelessness as they want her to excel.


Fun, frolic, carelessness and merriment-this happiness is momentary,
For her, relationships had always been priority.
What do people mean when they say “grow up!!”
But now she knows people will relate to you if you are worth showing up.


Special streak is there in every individual,
Some recognize it early and those who don’t still work for it.
She has always dilly-dallied the TIME,
Making a fool of herself - hoping that the fortune will bring the dime.


She always knew she has it in her,
Discontented she would end up- when in front of others her efforts would blur.
Now she’s going to give “better than the best”,
The fog can be cleared only by her and nobody else.



This one is a collection of weird thoughts...if anyone can relate to them ...please let me know.....

Introspect

Pain...Grief... Sorrow....and "Time"...they share a very intimate relationship....

'Sorrow deepens with time. It etches deep into us with every passing second'.......this is what many of us think...and well...I don't disagree with it completely. People who are in pain due to some recent proceedings tend to say so...the pangs of pain are so strong that they find it never ending. But if we look at things in a more realistic and practical sense... then the truth is that "time is the biggest healer"... it mellows down all the grief. Actually pain can never disappear...only things that are of utmost importance in our life hold the power to bring sorrow, so we cannot forget them...but the grief gets covered by the different layers which are brought by the time.....and its all diluted....and when the old wind blows again....some of those layers are stirred and we feel the pangs of pain again.

For instance...look at the last year terror attacks...we all were terror struck(and still are..)...we sympathized with the sufferers, swore to fight terror (when at first we need to fight the terror inside us...)...and now.... after a few months... its all the same with a little changes here and there...(aah!! changes...!!) ...negotiations are on.... but it's again the time playing the trick...its all mellowing down slowly. But as I said it wont disappear.... it will be stirred if (I hope not) something similar occurs again.... but why is it so. The fact of the facts is "Time cannot be chained"....and since no one can hold it ...no one can prevent the mellowing down too.... but what can be done is making the full of the present .... "PRESENT" it is...meaning "THE GIFT"... why do we just sit and rock our heads in grief... why don't we put the anger that always accompanies the pain (yes...pain and anger are acquaintances.... ) into action.....why do we wait for the time to mellow it down....why??

OK.... look it at a smaller scale....A person fails in a task assigned to him...it may be an official project, a school assignment, a position in the game, or anything.... he may drown himself deep into the ocean of remorse...blame himself or others ..... he may cry, rock his head in disgust....and may give up the job swearing not to get into it again. And so the time covers this pain with different layers.....which get stirred time and again...and so many say..."my past haunts me.... however hard I may try I cannot escape from its clutches..."...and well... we can never escape from anything... light and shadows cannot be separated...the more we try to hide things into shadows..the more is the probability of them coming under light. The best way out is to face them...if the person ,instead of weeping,... analysis himself ,goes through the mistakes he made...and puts all his emotions into action to make sure that he never faces such a situation in future then.... although the intensity of the pain manifolds but this way he is actually preparing a layer much rock solid which cannot be stirred easily time......

Yes.... it is we who decide which layer covers our grieves and most of us end up with covers easily stirred ... Time and life,they always give us an option to choose the layers.... and most of us choose the layers which can be easily stirred.....

What is required of us is introspection.... to analyze ourselves...to judge what we are...what we do... why we do so...to ask questions to ourselves and put our thoughts into actions..... we all have many questions in our minds which are unanswered....

I have always felt that this life is a game...a quest for finding out the answers to various questions......God gave us mind and heart...and made sure that they work synchronously but do always(or 99 out of 100 times) contradict each other....and thus increasing the difficulty level...so although the answers to all the questions are around us...with us....within us... but this duel between mind and heart does the trick.... and the one above is having fun and laughing as we poor earthlings go on round and round in search of the answers when they are with us only!!

It is time to ACT!!

It was just another day for me, as it would be for any engineering student preparing for her semester exams- sick of the books staring at her…oh! Sorry sick of staring at books. After dinner just as I sat in front of my stack, mom shouted “Mumbai was attacked!” “God! Not again! This is getting too much…” this is what I said. My parents too changed the channel after a while, and as for me I thought for some time about the blasts that bombed my city about 7 months back and the series of blasts that followed in different cities and then again went back to my “studies”.

The following morning I went to get the newspaper to begin my day with my favorite cartoon strip-as is my routine-and what I saw was the image of charred Taj’s dome.
My instant reaction- I rushed to my television set and switched it on… and there it was all… the battle was on…The two days that followed left me shocked, disturbed, grieving, wrathful, and don’t know what else .I watched it all-live, happening in front of me, the death toll rising every minute, it was unnerving. I just couldn't concentrate on anything, every now and then I would turn to the TV set. 60 hours!!!!!!!!!! Damn it!!! Hell has been raining out there and here I was sitting in front of my TV set, arguing with my friends and relatives over what everyone knew.



Jaipur, May13, the day when 9 blasts killed over 60 people within a span of 12 minutes… My city was attacked, the innocent blood scattered everywhere, places I have been zillions of times before were scarred…
Then followed blasts in Ahmadabad…Delhi….

5 major attacks in 2008...people like you and me are being killed...FOR NO REASON.We all are aware of the need of action...we feel sorry for the victims, discuss it among friends, we know we got to act...but all that we do is DISCUSS!!!!Sitting in our drawing rooms this is the hottest topic for discussion…isn’t it!! Everybody knows about it , everyone has a different story to tell, different opinions, full of emotions and rage such heated up discussions can be seen everywhere-on every news channel, different celebrities expressing their “opinions” wearing “FIGHT TERROR” t-shirts. Forwarding SMSes, sending mails, joining “Anti-Terror” communities- this is what the youth of India does, and I am no exception too.

For the last one month how much progress have we made, discussions on different issues are on and will continue for I don’t know how long. OK, for a second keep lets these debates aside, look at yourself, do you feel the same rage you felt a month go. Don’t you change the channel when you find this topic of discussion on, saying “Ah! These people have no other work.” True it is!!! We have become numb to it all, humanity is being murdered and here we are sitting and blaming the politicians, demanding for their resignations… oh common! Get a life! We chose them as our representatives, so WE ARE RESPONSIBLE for all that is happening. We call them corrupt, the whole system corrupt, but we make the system, WE ARE THE SYSTEM and the truth is that every one of us is corrupt.Crap!!! We all know the whole system is rotten to the core, then what is the point in blaming! We need a movement – lighting candles or waving placards isn’t the solution.Eye for an eye-this is what is required. Time dilutes the pain-but not this time.



Starting a blog had been in the back of mind for months but I would procrastinate. But this Mumbai massacre has changed me as a person; it struck me deep down within. I know it is now or never, I want to act and I’m ready to lend my hand in all the ways I can, and so I thought my friends would be. Filled with rage as I was- I forwarded all the messages that came to my cell phone with inputs from me and the replies I received were… “Yeah! It is heartening. But what can be done!!” “Oh!! Why are you getting so hyper, chill!!” …. I was hell shocked. The truth is that we have become "used to" these incidents. Here by quoting these I don’t mean that all of us are careless, blasé and wait for the time when one of our relative or friend would be victim and then we’ll act. I know many of you out there share my opinion that IT IS HIGH TIME THAT WE ACT.

I am filled with rage; all these incidents have left me baffled, I want to know your viewpoints. The basic aim for me being here is to assemble the different viewpoints and to come to conclusions, solutions… and then try to put them into action.
So, all those who go through this space... all I want to say is "SPEAK IT OUT....LOUD!!"

THE MIST

Standing on the edge,
Trying to look at the path ahead.

It’s all glittering and gold on one side,
And serenity prevail the other side.

The blaze allures me,
Human nature-hungry for fame-
I go for it.

Alienated-within moments-I feel in this blaze
But the hunger has still not faded away.

Trying to survive, I do all I can
Ultimately, making a fool of myself.

And before it’s too late,
It dawns upon me
Serenity is the call for me.

And I land on the grass,
Growing amongst the pebbles.
Though it’s difficult to walk,
But it’s calm here.

I walk, not a cake-walk
But, with a happy heart.

And when I turn back,
I see the glitterati again.

Here I stand in the mist,
Walking alone without a hint.

Clear the haze ahead,
I have been walking in this haze for too long like a dead….

MERRY CHRISTMAS

The winter breeze blow away the pains,
And let the snowflakes cover sorrow and despair.

Warmify your blood in the Christmas red,
And the white lights up the path ahead.

Rejuvenate the spark in you with the Christmas hues,
The wine shall intoxicate the evil and wipe away all the blues.

Growing amongst the shadows and thorns,
Christ! He will lead you into a new morn.

The stars shining above will provide all the solutions,
Keeping alive the Christmas spirit is the only resolution.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!