Aborted after Birth!

There had been incidences in career / society oriented couples lives that their child becomes a second priority. They keep justifying their point of view, but not realizing that what goes into the mind of their child when he hears them. Every child may not be able to express but they definitely can understand whats going on in their family. Addressing the dark corner of the world where everything is manipulated to be perfect.

This is a situation of a little girl who has locked herself in a room & is in her deep thoughts. Her parents have trouble being with each other and considered that the child is a result of a mistake. She keeps listening to them and there is flow of random thoughts which occupied her little mind.


Sitting beside the window staring at the stars
Wondering how do they twinkle and why are they so far

Sometimes I feel like being one of them, away from this world
I may have to sleep forever, as my grand mom told

Can I make these gems my family, as I see no one near
They are busy creating themselves, fighting their fears

Why are they so loud, why do they see enemy in each other
Can they ever forgive being friends and still be together?

I don’t know how & why I came into their life
Are they trying to be parents or compromised husband - wife

What is their relation, it’s hard to understand
Are they fighting for me or for their own stand?

I still believe that the world is beautiful as I see from this window
But I guess, I have to embrace the light and give up my shadow

I am not sure if they can understand me
All that I want is to be free….

And she goes ahead to feel the gravity of the ground so that she can reach the stars.

Whats Ur T.I.M.E?

I had just come back from work and was chatting with one of my good friends, and we started the conversation as “I am getting so bored”. That’s where I kept pondering what’s wrong with me, how much so ever I do, why the feeling of contentment never seep within and my mind kept wandering around searching for words in my vocabulary to express.


So..here it goes….



Sometimes I wonder once I am home, why I keep counting the moments.
Haven’t I done enough for the day? Wasn’t it significant?

The sensation of being dissatisfied keeps coming back to me every time
I keep wondering what is missing that would make me fine

The endless wish list keeps haunting me at night
I am so tired seeing my heart and mind at constant fight

Should I wait anticipating that something great would happen?
Or should I grab the time and make it happen?

Completely aware that I am capable of either of the options
But I would prefer to keep that “Anticipation” part for adoption

There is so much to complete to justify to my actual desires
Feel like challenging time not to dictate upon when I should retire

The more I waste, the more I still have in my hand
But it doesn’t define the phase when I would leave this land

I give you my W.O.R.D

Humans being the most intellectual ones in living beings, we have the capability to weave our thread like thoughts to give a shape known as word. It is the smallest free form in a language, but becomes a complicated form when it starts loitering around.


Every generation has its own perception towards it. An era when our land used to be dictated by the Kings, they firmly used to believe in “Pran jaye par vachan na jaye”, which means that I would die but not alter the word that I had given. In those days keeping a word was like an unobligated devotion towards self, taking an ownership for maintaining self respect, a deep care upon other’s feeling, sacrifice with dignity. Sometimes the unspoken words would lead to lifelong promise between a couple. On the contrary it was also a different ball game in that rigid atmosphere, where expression of feelings on the path of “Love Marriage” was just unacceptable. The fear of consequences forced them wrap their emotions and preserve them as mummies.

Coming back to this era’s bubble gum generation, commitment is as per convenience. The feeling of trusting someone is diluting as you never know when the person may retaliate and say “I never meant that”. Diplomacy, manipulation and playing around with words have become a new way to climb the ladder of success. Without understanding or experiencing the true essence, commitment is perceived as an obligation, a cage where you are stuck forever with no escape. The fear of being transparent is becoming so obvious that the sensation of coming to a dead end dominates the cluttered and impatient mind, which motivates to choose a convenient option - “Break up”. There is always a lame excuse followed by “After all who cares”. This generation is lacking the patience to enjoy the sweetness of being committed which only comes after tasting the bitter part. Everyone in this Gen – X would say they are different, with their “X” factor compromised.

Every generation has something in common …Challenges. If the previous gen had challenge of expressing then this gen is having a challenge of accepting, if that gen had challenge of making a decision then this gen has challenge of maintaining the decision, if that gen had challenge of getting along with rigid superstitious principles then this gen has a challenge of having a principle. The comparison list is endless…

Can we imagine how the coming Gen - Y would be in terms of commitment? I see this word coming in the category of extinct species especially in the relationship shared by humans known as a MAN & WOMAN. Like we have sanctuaries to conserve “would be extinct” animal species, we also need to do something to conserve the essence of this emotion.

No generations can be compared, and we cannot go back to our older generation to rectify them. The best possible way is to learn from the mistakes of our older generation & to grab those essential ingredients to cement our own fundamentals of being a simple yet efficient human.

Let’s not see word as a MS office tool, its much beyond that.
Respect your own words…Respect yourself.

Cricket

My new found interest in this game had tickled my grey cells to ponder. It’s really hard to believe that I am actually taking interest in this game. Well, there is always a first time. Though I am completely naïve upon the particulars of this game as a spectator, I am still struggling to understand and catch up the excitement.

Its complete fun to watch how World Cup turns every Indian to sync up at one level and cheer aloud with only one motive to WIN and bring that CUP home.

The world cup will end by 2^nd April and IPL starting by 8^th April, our so called united country will be again divided cheering for their cities. From India…India..I will go Pune…Pune.

What an irony, World CUP united the country and IPL will divide it.

Man!! This game has some capacity to turn a group of brainy human looking Indians to a flock of brainless, excited and emotional chickens who try hard to fly …but alas after the BIG GAME is over they are back to their gambling of so called monotonous life. Guess this game give them a sense extended orgasm :P

I wish there had been some other motive also which could make this country men feel united and get their energy level in sync to create something worthwhile. 

Wishing TEAM India “All the Best” for its finals. However they perform I shall still be proud of this spectacular team which had held every Indian’s heart beat and given so much to cherish upon World Cup 2011.


2nd April'11 (After winning the BIG GAME)
 When India actually started batting, seeing Sachin & Sehwag going out of the game soon, almost everyone started hoping that we may loose. But somehow, the gut feeling said "We still have the rest of the team. It doesnt matter how it started, but it will matter how it ended".


Keeping my faith high upon my gut feeling and also seeing that the team was too focused, I forced myself to see the complete match. I would say this is for the first that I was glued to the TV set for a circket match for sooo long, but it was worth watching. Our team has prooved that we too have the caliber to take the pressure and perform flawlessly.


Though Sachin T could not perform his best, but we cannot forget that it was becuase of his best performances in the previous matched that we had come so far.


The best take away for me is "Trust your GUT feeling, sometimes its actually right"
So I am still cheering...Indiaaaaaa....Indiaaaaaa!!!!
World CUP...After 28 years...Welcome back :)