LONELY WILD FLOWER

  Alone stands a flower in the deep woods,

Its fragrance calling out to the world,

Waiting to show off its beauty to the world,

When even after few days of waiting,

It dies off thinking of its wasted life,

But  this flower has not realised,

That the world for which it is waiting for,

Is a cruel one which has crushed ,

Millions of those unfortunate ones,

Which blossomed in midst of these insensitive souls,

And were crushed out mercilessly,

Compared to them ,

The life of that lonely flower of the woods,

Was indeed fruitful as it had the chance to die,

Peacefully and with a ray of hope .......... 

     Falling Leaves…..

As I sit near the window ,

My eyes catch the leaf fallen below,

Mind wanders to the happenings ,

Of the past few days ,

And it compares to the events,

That unfolds in front of my eyes.

My mind goes back to that day,

When out of windows of the internet,

You came to my life,

Just as the leaf came through the windows.

A new world unfolded in front of me,

A new awakening took place inside me,

As I found a new confidence and a new self,

I started to fly in the clouds just ,

As the new leaf flying to the breeze,

Not realizing that these emotions and feelings,

Are short lived just as the leaf which falls of annually,

My life is back to the phase from where it took off,

But for the few sweet memories of my dear lost friend,

Which I am sure will be with me to accompany,

Through this long journey of my life.

                         MUSINGS OF  A CONFUSED MIND

            When the whole world was sleeping,

            We awoke to a new beginning,

            The beginning was so unreal,

            That it failed to become realistic

            Maybe we are a group of people

            who never realise that,

           The Light as it brightens

          Exposes all the flaws we have,

         That is why we prefer,

        The darkness of ignorance & selfpity,

        As, it helps us to pacify our sense of unreality,

       And,

      We hide behind the glory of our past,

       And dreaming about the unrealistic future,

       Forgetting the realistic Present.

                                 WHY?????

              What is the use of watering the plant which has died,

              Where will we run when the earth is burning,

              What is the use of crying over spilt milk,

              To whom shall when turn to when one's own shadow,

               Has deserted oneself,

             Why is it that humans tend to destroy,

             The things which they cannot replace,

             When will we realise that any amount of sweetness,

             Cannot hide the bitter taste of Neem....

             Why ??? Why??? Why???

             Do we hurt the heart that loves us the most.

             Why do we expect others to be patient and compassionate ,

              When we ourselves are selfish and arrogant.

              When will we realise Life is too short,

              To fight over trivial things,

             Even mother Earth may punish us,

             When we exceed in our greed.

                                                   MEN

Manu smrithi says ,"Women need someone to take care of them throughout their life", But I feel it is other way around because Men need to be chaperoned upon through out their life.When born it is the Mother who looks after them then it is the turn of the sisters .This continues even when they reach their adulthood .Even while choosing the wife they look for  the qualities of a mother, a sister and a girl friend in her.They expect their wife to take full responsibilites of themself, their house , their parents, their children and the list continues ...... When a woman wants to be free she is labelled as being non cooperative whereas they want to be carefree throuh out their life, and when there is loss of or rather hindrance to their freedom even a little they start grumbling and label the women to be nags where as they are the biggest ones......These Men Never Grow Up...      

{I do not say all are alike There are Few Exceptions ...a very Few....}

    DEEPAVALI

Deepavali,

The festival of lights is here

To guide us through the darkness of mind

It signifies that in the days of darkness,

A little candle is sufficient to fight the darkness

Tha darkness that shrouds our mind and soul,

The small twinkling lights in front of all houses,

Helps in fighting the darkness of night,

This also signifies that a ray of hope is ,

Sufficient to fight against the sense of loss & helplessness...

So please lead me kindly light towards ,

Eternal light and peace..

            A BEAUTIFUL EXPERIENCE

Your name has been inscribed in my life

 I am  not aware 

 when you came in to my life

 suddenly

life has brought you to my life out of blue,

 my life has become

 a beautiful song after your entry ,

 I have forgotten myself ,

 my  entity seems to be   nonexisting

as my whole being is filled with your presence

suddenly

 there is a new sense of expectation in my life ,

All this would have been a very good experience

except for the fact

this happened in my dream

 and

I am left wondering and waiting for the realisation of my dream

ಬರೆವೆ ನಾನು ಈ ಸಾಲುಗಳನ್ನು ತೋಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳಲು ಮನಸಿನ ಭಾವನೆಗಳ್ಲನ್ನು
ಇದನ್ನು ಓಧಿ ಪಡೆಯಬೇಕು ಬೀರುದಾವಲಿಗಳನ್ನು
ಎನ್ನುವ ಆಸೆ ನನಗಿಲ್ಲ
ಎದೆಯಾಳದಲ್ಲಿ ಅಡಾಗಿರುವ
ಭಾವನೆ ಹಾಗೂ ಕನಸುಗಳಿಗೆ ಬೇಕಿಲ್ಲಾಬಿರುದು
ಬಳುವಳಿ ಬೇಕಾಗಿರುವುದು ಮತೊಂದು
ಹೃದಯದ ನೋವನ್ನು, ಕೂಗನ್ನೂ
ಅರಿಯುವ ಮನಸು ಅದು
ನಿಮ್ಮ ಒಳಗೆ ಇದ್ದ್ರೆ
ಅದೇ ನನಗೆ ಸಲ್ಲುವ
ಹೊಸ ಬಳುವಳಿ

I am not...

I am not a bird,
yet I  want to fly

I am not a raindrop,
yet I want to fall from the sky

I am not a cloud ,
yet I want to sail over the world

I am not a fish,
yet I want to swim in the ocean

I am not a cuckoo,
yet I want to sing

I am not a flower,
yet I want to bloom

I am not a dew,
yet I want to lie on the grass and shine

I am not a sunflower,
yet I want to bask in the sunshine

I am not a river,
yet I want to flow

I am not wind,
yet I want to blow all over

I am not an actress,
yet I feel I am acting in front of the world

I am not a writer,
yet I make an effort  to write

I know I am not your love,
yet I wait for your love which will never be mine

       The Showers

As i sit near the window sill
 and watch the little drops of rain
 I am overwhelmed by
the feeling of freshness
and the sense of coolness it brings  along with it.
Oh it is such a respite
 to feel the little drops after the scorching heat
It feels as if
Gods have sent this rain
to wash away all the sins, pain
and sorrows along with the heat and dust
at last the skies have opened
and i can enjoy the cool breeze,
 the smell of the damp earth
and try to drown myself in the heavenly showers,
I hope life will now be
clean and fresh like,
the nature around me after the rains.