Life was never meant to be a race. There is no prize for being the first to get somewhere, for being the most popular, the most liked, and so on. The Sun never rewarded any flower for blooming first. Nor did the Earth announce prizes for the birds who flew the fastest. The vast universe has place for everyone, allowing each to reach his prime in his own time. Yet, in his race to be the best, the fastest, the most liked, the richest and so on, man forfeits the time he has on the planet to chase glories that last a few likes or a few shares. So, stop, hold yourself, take a deep breath and appreciate yourself. Your time is good time. Your journey at a slower pace is good, the different path you chose is amazing and your milestones are waiting…
Coz, at any given time, you are the best that you could have been!!!
-Said the Universe
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You have come far
from ignominy, from fear, from shame
you have walked ahead
reached a place of inner peace
an island of happiness
that thrives in your head
grows in your heart
feeds on your thoughts
and comes out in your words
you have learnt to forgive and let go
hold on to what is yours truly
to process pain into poetry
shame into stories
songs, tit bits of hearsays
passing on joys, smiles and pats
of encouragements
knowing if you can, anyone can
if anyone can, you too can
meeting souls of beauty
of deep thoughts and wild smiles
of sheer power and grand ambitions
of smiles springing out of sorrow
ambitions letting go of fear
a twinkle toe seeks a dance floor
a story-teller looks for someone to hear
a mighty man looks to rule
a wizened soul that hopes to chant
a mother prays to feed
you know for sure, then
just about anything is possible
hold on to dear belief, just hold on!!!
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I loved how the Sky
that day chose to show up
just play along
bring a smile
a bit of joy
sing a song
add some laughter
and say it was all just right
life has been topsy turvy
the search has been on too long
sometimes signs have been bright
yet they have been shaky at best
and energies never match
emotions never sprout
and when they show their presence
there is fear, doubt and a wall somehow
of years, of place, of faith and what not
there have been times of joy
mostly found within
in the walls within the maze of heart
seemingly incomprehensible
felt and heard and somehow sensed
so sure that it beeps and brightens
then goes so silent, but the Sky being kind
showed up to say, there is a promise and a hope
and so I did, and still do! Amen!
PS: Break, heal, break, said the heart!
The Sky Plays Along -
Hopes rush
dreams dance
smiles shudder in ecstasy
coz its always bottom to the top
and good times like thunder gather
the skies redden bringing out the best
lover dear, giver so long
sit back and receive love in good measures
pouring in from every corner
touching your heart in every which way
in life’s journey, you got a friend and more
to stand by and cheer, lend a shoulder
in shared dreams and life projects of joy
it is time and it is now, so rejoice
throw your head back and go with the muse
as the universe unwinds her gallery of gifts
just for you, just for you
receiver of gallant chivalry
smile graciously and with open arms receive
what comes to you, is yours to cherish
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Ask not for the gold
nor diamonds nor riches of any kind
Seek not the skies
the moon or the stars yonder
Ask instead for a handful of dust
a pillar to sometimes lean
a hand to hold and be held with
a sense of belonging
a shared laughter
a pursuit of growth
that which does not shrink your being
nor ask you to look down on what you hold true
that which is close to your soul song
that which allows you to spread your smile
expand in gratitude and be open in kindness
that which lends life and spark from within
this be true
this be the truth of being.
PS: If there is purpose, this be it!
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I was looking for a tenant for my flat. I was approached by a scamster. Luckily though even before talking to him, just by looking at his whatsapp messages, I got a hunch that this is a scandal.
And so it was, when I checked his aadhar card with the help of a friend, I realize that the gut feeling was just right.
Many times it has happened to me that I would decide to talk to someone or not talk to someone, go to an event or not go to an event all based on my gut feeling and it has almost always turned just right.
Years ago, when I was informed of a family decision with respect to my marriage, I had a strange feeling of being claustrophobic and tried to convince my parents about my fears but was simply shooed aside.
Now as I enjoy being alone, I do think of how life could have been if I had the courage to stand by my gut feeling in the beginning.
But, I would not blame myself or anyone else because in all those years, it never occurred to me that anything could be different. I realized the right to way away from hurt and humiliation a little late, but it was a good realization that shaped my life into a happy, sweet space soon after.
Music played and dance followed and me and my daughter sort of prospered in the aura of positivity that we enveloped ourselves in. My parents having overcome their fear and insecurity decided to standby and cheer and though we faced humungous difficulties, the universe always guided me through with ease.
Energy balls as we are, it would do us good to know or choose whom to interact with, open up to, hold a hand or allow to be held, lend a hand or accept a help and it is not difficult if you are mindful in the moment.
The result is amazing. If your space is clean and pulsating with positivity, and if you are focused on the possibilities rather than challenges, life is truly amazing!!!
Trust your instinct then and move out of spaces that are negative or oppressing, embrace your child-likeness, indulge in little joys of being human, alive in this moment, this day, this time in life and hand over the control of your life to the universe who is constantly working to get you fulfill your true purpose.
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Of intellectual racism!!!!
Dear IITS and IIMS
It’s time for some introspection. Every gully nook and corner has tuition centers with teachers from IITS and IIMs only, caste/religion/color/ age/ gender/ no bar….. so do the institutions of higher education across the country!!!
Yes, all of them, well!!! almost!!!
Institutions in the country are all founded only by IITians and IIMians, but so are tea stalls and Ed tech ventures, schools thrive only because an IITian or an IIMian once entered its hallowed portals and did what?!!!! God knows!!!
In the marriage market, the IITians and IIMians, the so-called intellectuals or the think tanks of this ‘forever developing country’ rake in most of the moolah in the name of the ‘god sanctioned’, law-forbidden ritual of the most importance called ‘the dan daan’ aka dowry!
So, the IITians and the IIMians, poor things, pity them, to protect their intellectual supremacy and the genepool in an era when most girls shy away from the reproduction, come up with the ‘IITIIMshaadi.com where our own Mr. K, the romantic of all Johars,who spawned empires of honey-dripped romantic sagas sells brightest futures with the perfectest partners!!!!
Should we not just bow down and honor him for his kindness???!!!
Perhaps not???
How about starting a http://www.harvardshaadi.com or a http://www.harvardcumoxford.com, pun intended!
Alma matter matters, says who????
Disclaimer: This post is not intended to hurt any sentiments of any IITian or IIMian. Any resemblance to any living or non-living being is simply coincidental.
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Sometimes, just sometimes
strain, strain hard against your skin
thrust your head into the air
breathe in the evening breeze
the night light sprawling the sky
the fragrance of the grass, the weeds, the trees
and inhale the song of the murmuring leaves
sometimes just sometimes when the morning dew
falls against your skin your tall shoulders
your long hair allow me to caress your arms
as you stand against the brightness of the stars
beloved, oblivious of the tears that swell your eyes
I would like to show you hope and prayers and warmth
of a life well lived and of a care given carefree
sit then, the large sky looming against your back
and smile, drawing all the brightness of your soul
as the slow Sun winds his way up the earth.
PS: Love and sunshine
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Sometimes sit with your soul
and talk, deep and slow
‘what is your journey?’
‘where do you intend to go?’
asked the body adding
‘Blessed as I am to house you, beloved
in this journey of one space to the next
grateful as I am that you chose me of all
to carry your intentions
I would love it to know where we are headed?
sometimes you would have known
I have longings and pains and anxieties
wishes and aches that crush me hard breathless
if you could beloved, soul and higher spirit
hug me tight and kiss me slow so our dance to death
will be merrier, drenched in joys of love’.
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What be your lessons, Sir
She asked Life and he was quiet
Turning pages and busily
scribbling destinies in his notepad
he looked up briefly and pretended
not to hear her anguish or her cries
what should I do now, Sir
to get you to notice my submission
presented to you in full detail
this be so and that so it be
how far, how long and how close
when and why and what not
but I notice, she said
in great distaste
You obviously have no time
who said you were the leveller
you for all I know
build walls of age, gender, community
divide against our will
and cause pain, deep agonizing pain
He noticed her agitated hands
drawing circles and breaking tensions
he watched the whimper that reached the lips
the tears that rushed to the eyelids
fearful of making a scene
He smiled to himself
and briskly added another chapter!
Adhyapika 