Wednesday, November 23, 2005

last few minutes

The crowd was very close to me.

Some stoically devoid of any emotion. Others with grief written on their face. I did feel like coming out and give a comforting hug...

The young men were discussing the recent rugby league. Apparently inaudible. but I was perceived to be clairvoyant…Taboo’s have become unfashionable these days..Soleminity has lost on the generation next...After all I don’t deserve such sedate attention..

Few people dressed in white robes stood on my left. They were obviously professionals...They spoke with clinical precision...And the assemblage spoke along with them in a rhyme that sounded cliché..

Some faces looked so sullen, grief written larger over there face and they kept crying..The older folks kept everything going well. They shared the flowers and the kids ran after em for their share.Out of the blue it felt like it was raining, but intuition proved wrong...It was just those professionals doing their part.
The decibel levels changed sporadically. After all, only kids cry rhyming.

Then the priest gesticulated. It never dawned on me the mayhem he was causing.
The dust was nauseating. They threw it with ennobled grace. Few did take a second glance at me.

The undertaker didn’t wait much.

And then he closed the casket. And I went down tranquilly……..

Saturday, November 05, 2005


Hey lets have a dash today and have a party!! C'mon we will have a trip to Bangalore and just hangout at the great places...stroll the brigade road...Go to movie with popcorn in hand and sway with the music...Play pool for hours... Watch F1 on T.V...Play computer games...Message funny jokes to each other ..Have great food at some upmarket restaurant.. Engage in hot debates on why we lost the match ?..or on Who is the better actor -Shahrukh or Salman..?
.I believe these describe what we are today! Its the world we love to see everyday!! Only difference is that the pattern changes with age.

Let's see the flip side.. The other side what we see and yet comfortably choose to ignore.. The little girl asking for alms in the train. .The beggar who disturbs us by looking infectiously while having pepsi in some roadside cafe...the kid who is serving you tea at the hotel.. the girl who is selling nuts at the beach.. the skinny guy lying in hospital with no one attending to him...the lame man asking alms in bus stops...

We bother to know how Beckham lived his childhood.?..What Sachin has for breakfast..?.What Aiswayra Rai is going to wear at the awards. .But we including me never bother to ask the past of those mentioned before.. Maybe thats not our responsibilty ...Maybe our parents didn’t show the other world.. or Maybe we think its better to turn a blind eye on such things...or even Maybe we believe that we wont be able to make a difference..

I doubt whether I have become so indifferent to the realities.. Sometime I think it another way- God taught us to do no as long as u dont sin the ten commandments u are ok.. He didn't make it compulsory for us to do something good. .So I am living the way I am supposed to be.. We visit holy place to hear what is good and what's wrong. but these are things which each of us know. .only we need to ask our conscience!!

I sometimes feel really ashamed when I feel that I cant respond to situations which demands compassion and sacrifice...not because I am not capable of it…only because I choose to see the other way!!. We go to church and temples but choose to ignore the stark realities when we face it...What’s the purpose in living such a life where the ultimate aim is our own well being!! I feel like a sinner in every way when I choose to ignore each beggar...when I knowingly choose to ignore the ill person in the hospital...Then there is no point in feeling pity unless I help him out.. That’s what I wish to do and wish everyone did..- TO ACT !!

If u visit any hospital we will see the truth we are searching for.. We pray to reach heaven after death. But the truth is that both hell and heaven happens to be here...but we choose to see only the heaven. but the one in the hell knows how painful it is to be a reject in the society, to be all alone!!..We are actually living in a bed of roses and enjoy the beautiful world as it is. But the thorn pricks those in the hell..-those who have long forgotten how nice it is to be alive. We should at least provide them a cloth to quench their sweat..

We try hard to be someone in society, earn money and status. .thats pretty a dream we all share. I dont say there is anything wrong in it. But along with these aspirations why cant we be advocates of the downtrodden and the hapless.? Why cant we lend a helping hand in whatever way we can...why cant we buy the little boy in the hotel a shirt with the money we spend to go for a movie with friends..? Still we think someone else might do it. But deep in my heart someone asks men why cant I do it?..I do feel without answers many a time. We should enjoy the nice things in life but at the same time help someone to share our joy!!

Friends we are living in a small well. We must see the ocean to believe its hugeness...we are in a nutshell of pleasure and happiness whose value we will know only if we come out of it .The satisfaction we feel in helping someone is something bigger ..the returns are bigger than what we ever expect to be. It is something we must experience to know!!

Although many may think that some fool is giving a sermon...what I got to say is that its is only something which even a fool can do. Just pray for those people if we cant help them......

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

EveninG miSt.

evening mist fell unannounced..
on a somber day ..
even the shrubs decided.
.the showtime couldn’t be now..

was it just a murmur…
or that sweet sound tempting..
may be it was a lullaby ..
it couldn’t be so late…

a hue of blue and black….
With a tinge of orange….
The sun knew it was bed time.
.And the horizon waited affectionately…

Far across the fields…
They knew it couldn’t be any longer.
.And began.swaying…in trance
Joy comes when u never expect …

Minutes before another muffled ray..
So vague..
Showed its glory alone..
Among the millions far behind it…

Soon the clouds covered the curtains…
And the bells rang thunderously..
The little shrub stood in awe..
The raindrops kissed its stretched leaves..
for a long long time…..