There she lies in the room of darkness weeping and weeping silently...Her eyes show u the pain, for the fresh wounds, she has got. Her protectors, her guardians, her supporters betrayed her, iltreated her.
With silent pleading eyes, she sees you, calls you for mercy, for help. But you just make them unseen...Oh my lady!!!!
I see the lady there, where my heights donot reach. Want to serve her and make her good. But am struck with many a people here, some hoping for the same as I do and some hoping to outwit her and rule her.
She nurutred many, educated them and made them into great leaders, now fighting among themselves to attain her.
And in this selfish act, people throw mud at each other, abuse each other, snarl each other... but who considers the effects/the results???? And like everytime the result is the same - it stinks everywhere and it hurts her very much...
The internal conflict has lead to a big chaos and disorganisation in the country, and the country and its people are suffering a huge loss... We need to overcome this and stand united to fight against treachery and many such anti-social elements..
See u in next post... until then bye bye..Take care..
I have been amazed n still getting amazed with the world and the life that is carrying me.... this blog views my ideas, experiences, feelings, imaginations...which may sense logical, non-sense, genuine, flawed, real, virtual, any kind... Welcome to the world of Enigma..
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Sunday, November 30, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Oh my child!!!
Fragile there, the newborn lie,
Onlookers come and give a dive,
To have a lovely sight.
Mom keeps to herself,
Letting not anybody touch, but herself.
Fears she for her child,
May not get infections, any mild.
Touches she, the skin and fingers,
Smile is all in her face that lingers.
With eyes closed, the baby sleeps,
Mom with every second, gives attention deep.
She smiles at her own creation,
For she knows the pain of separation.
She kisses him, lauds him;
For, this is the last moment,
and then she can never see him....
Onlookers come and give a dive,
To have a lovely sight.
Mom keeps to herself,
Letting not anybody touch, but herself.
Fears she for her child,
May not get infections, any mild.
Touches she, the skin and fingers,
Smile is all in her face that lingers.
With eyes closed, the baby sleeps,
Mom with every second, gives attention deep.
She smiles at her own creation,
For she knows the pain of separation.
She kisses him, lauds him;
For, this is the last moment,
and then she can never see him....
Saturday, November 15, 2008
A child's 'sorry'...
I got angry on him, on my DAD, for all the carelessness he has got. I shouted at him, not even worrying that his friend was accompanying him then.. With countless harsh words, I shot him and then went to the nearby shore to transfer all my anger to the sea by throwing stones.
There I sit and watch, people coming and going, in pairs, with family, some lonely to wander, to enjoy the sea, to breathe the fresh air, the look at the scenary, to dwell to their past - to think of their decisions, their commitments and their fullfilments or just came to think nothing...
My eyes, got fixed on a child who was making funny faces to his angry mother. The more the mother shouts, the more funnier he makes his face. On seeing that, the lady got hurt. And she turned away from the child.
And there, I saw the child's reaction. It got saddened because he cant see his mom going away from him. He ran upto the lady and pleaded sorry... I was waiting for the reaction.. thought that lady will fuss and then will forgive... But to my surprise, a smile lightened the lady's face, she took the child in her arms and they started playing again.
Seeing this, my heart began to feel guilty.. oh oh. 'How much I would have hurted my father then?' I should apologise to him... and self-defensing by saying that ' After all life is forgiving and forgetting na...'
With this hope and the child's energy, I went. So there in the office room, he sits,
'Dad?'
He doesnt notice me at all.. It pains much...
'Dad, Am sorry'
' '
Again a trial...
'Dad please, Dad. I wont repeat again.. Sorry.... Please.'
And with a kind smile, he forgives me and assures me that he will be careful hereafter... and like a lovely chap I sit near him, smiling with him....
So, this is life... isnt it???? FORGIVING AND FORGETTING!!!! :) :) :)
There I sit and watch, people coming and going, in pairs, with family, some lonely to wander, to enjoy the sea, to breathe the fresh air, the look at the scenary, to dwell to their past - to think of their decisions, their commitments and their fullfilments or just came to think nothing...
My eyes, got fixed on a child who was making funny faces to his angry mother. The more the mother shouts, the more funnier he makes his face. On seeing that, the lady got hurt. And she turned away from the child.
And there, I saw the child's reaction. It got saddened because he cant see his mom going away from him. He ran upto the lady and pleaded sorry... I was waiting for the reaction.. thought that lady will fuss and then will forgive... But to my surprise, a smile lightened the lady's face, she took the child in her arms and they started playing again.
Seeing this, my heart began to feel guilty.. oh oh. 'How much I would have hurted my father then?' I should apologise to him... and self-defensing by saying that ' After all life is forgiving and forgetting na...'
With this hope and the child's energy, I went. So there in the office room, he sits,
'Dad?'
He doesnt notice me at all.. It pains much...
'Dad, Am sorry'
' '
Again a trial...
'Dad please, Dad. I wont repeat again.. Sorry.... Please.'
And with a kind smile, he forgives me and assures me that he will be careful hereafter... and like a lovely chap I sit near him, smiling with him....
So, this is life... isnt it???? FORGIVING AND FORGETTING!!!! :) :) :)
Sunday, November 9, 2008
A decision.....
Will I or not?
The question arises ever
Everytime the question arises
I get the same 2 answers
But if I follow the one
I have to leave the other
If I follow the one
I will
If I follow the other
I wont
But the question is still virtual
It will come once
And with it will come the answer.
And the answer,
From the two
Will change my life forever n forever.
But one thing let me tell,
With both the answers
Am satisfied and happy.
Anxiously waiting for the question,
For there lies my life's critical decision...
The question arises ever
Everytime the question arises
I get the same 2 answers
But if I follow the one
I have to leave the other
If I follow the one
I will
If I follow the other
I wont
But the question is still virtual
It will come once
And with it will come the answer.
And the answer,
From the two
Will change my life forever n forever.
But one thing let me tell,
With both the answers
Am satisfied and happy.
Anxiously waiting for the question,
For there lies my life's critical decision...
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