Miniscule, powerless, without so much

As a bare identity; Traversing through

An ocean of consciousness. Looking

For meaning or power, or both. These

Thoughts would forever lay buried,

Unfathomed, swimming in the same

Ocean where they originated. They

Would forever seek to paint

Themselves across barren landscapes

Of the heart and mind, and the universe,

But they would not have, they

Could not have – if there hadn’t

Been the magic of Words.





So yeah, I have no idea why I decided to sketch – and I’ll agree that this is an evidently pathetic try – but again, it’s a try, and a first try at that!
I’ve always been in love with his character right from the first time I watched Friends, back in seventh grade.
And why do I love him so much?
Haha. *_*

15 February, 2014 – Happy Birthday, Best Friend

Best friends. It’s an all-encompassing, infinitely beautiful term. You make friends all your life, but not all of them are equally special, equally understanding and downright awesome.

I seem like a pretty sociable, outgoing person to most people, a person who loves making friends and hanging out, but I’ll admit it, I’m none of that. In fact, I’ve always had trouble making friends. I don’t like people easily. Never at all!

I’ve never looked for similar tastes and preferences in friends. That kind of friendship is plain boring. Imagine a scenario where you voice your viewpoint about something, and your friend just says, “Yeah, exactly what I think!”. Some may find in fascinating. But me? No chance. I look for novelty and a streak of wonder and freshness in everything I do. Old is boring. Same is boring. And heck, I despise boring. I dislike people who are bored. It seems such a horrid thing to lie on a couch and complain “I’m bored. There’s nothing to do.”, when you have an entire universe to explore and a life to live (and please, you can also just switch on the television. It’s not boring. Or maybe it is. Okay, I will never give a testimony against televisions. All of us share a special bond with our TV sets, let’s admit it!). People who say they are bored should have most definitely understood all the laws of the world and delved deep into the secrets of the universe. They should be the all-knowing people, a fountain of eternal knowledge. But mostly, people who are bored are just duds. They ostensibly fail to see the beauty of life and the endless questions it presents us with. Believe me, being bored is boring. I digress again, but that’s become a pretty routine activity now. I can’t get my head into one thing straight. It’s impossible, especially when I’m writing.

So where was I? Yes, talking about my inability to make friends easily mainly because of the reason that I don’t strike a chord with most people. I have hundreds of superficial friends. But hardly any true friends. True friends are those with whom you share a conscious spiritual connect. There is harmony. There are endless arguments. There is prized silence. Oh, and there is definitely drunk laughter. Those kinds of friends are hard to come by and hard to keep but if ever, you do come across them, hold them close and never let them go!

Why am I talking about friends and friendship in the first place? It’s because it’s my best friend’s birthday. Her eighteenth! Official adult now, are we, eh?

About two years ago, in the tenth standard, everybody in our class exchanged message books because many of us were going our separate ways. She wrote a 12 page message in my positively gigantic book. Wow. I was flabbergasted. I read it in installments because it really did take time for the beauty of each page to seep through right to my soul. Obviously, I became extraordinarily emotional (also, bemused, courtesy: an account of the hilarious moments we shared in school life) as I reached towards the end of the message. It’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever written for me.

So now it’s your birthday, best friend! I still haven’t completed writing the message in your book and don’t see myself finishing it anytime soon. Oh sure, I’m inexplicably lazy. But I can never really explain how incredibly lucky I am to have you in my life. You are my soul sister. A very tolerant one at that, because it does take a lot of patience to handle total goof-ups like me. We’ve been best friends for four years now and I’m counting on remaining the same way for a lifetime! I recount the times we spent laughing (mostly, it was you laughing at me for incomprehensible reasons – I seriously do not speak Hindi with a foreign accent, and I’m also not a five-year old kid for the record, but like I said – incomprehensible reasons!).

I love talking to you. The essential thing here is that you are a darn good listener. That’s very strange in today’s word, because all of us are so preoccupied with our lives and our work that we don’t give a damn about anything that happens in most peoples’ lives. You have the time to listen to all the endless gibberish I talk! Your level of patience is infinite. I talk and talk and talk, and you listen and listen and listen, and your advice is always the best thing!

I remember how you were one of those few people who greeted this strange girl from a strange town in a normal manner, without making me feel awkward about anything in school, and helping me through all the assignments. What seemed like an increasingly hostile school environment when I initially came transformed into a much gentler second home, and though the teachers and other students deserve credit for this transformation, I’d probably give you 90 percent of it. Just knowing that you have someone to talk to, a shoulder to cry on – that makes life so much more easier and give you the courage to stand up. I have never been able to express my gratitude to you for that.

Of course, we’ve fought, but then, that’s been beautiful as well because on the two (major) occasions when we fought, both of us started crying – just a testimony to the fact that we’ve always been connected deeply, emotionally as well as spiritually.

You are one of the few people with whom I can establish a connect – a true, honest connect with no fallacies whatsoever. You are dependable, faithful and ever so strong. You make me want to laugh and cry, all at the same time, and in this universe of best friends and instant friendzoning, you’d be ranked number one and the first place is still an understatement to describe just how amazing you are.

I remember when everyone in class would cheat on Physics tests and so on, but we’d never give in and resist the temptation – together. We always keep reminding each other of each other’s goodness and keep ourselves from making mistakes because despite being so dissimilar, we’re still the same. Oh, and there were times when people would crack cheap jokes and we had the same look of utter confusion on our faces, wondering what the hell was so funny. We’ve laughed together; we’ve been laughed at together. But life’s a wonderful journey, and as long as I have you by my side, I will always have an assurance that everything will, after all, be alright.

I want to be best friends with you forever, because besides being such an achiever, you are a person true to her character and ultimately, those are the kinds of people who end up making a difference and changing the world for the better.

And then, I have this for you from the classic by The Rembrandts, I’ll Be There For You:

“No one could ever know me,

No one could ever see me,

Seems you’re the only one who knows what it’s like to be me,

Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with

Someone I’ll always laugh with

Even at my first, I’m best with you, Yeah!”

 I was supposed to post this on February 15, 2014, like I’d promised but you asked me to withhold this post. Anyways, here it is. Again, I love you so much, Aishwarya!

Oh, a great friend just shared this picture, and I think it perfectly describes you and me, so here goes! 




Because Life Is A Symphony

Music is by far the best healer in the world, and can do you more good than any tonic. I can probably try and equate the healing properties of music to that of chocolate, and music still seems to have a slight edge.

For me, music is a powerful force, fumigating the spirit and soul, and successfully chasing away any intrusive thoughts that may have tainted the landscapes of our mind. Music allows for introspection; music allows for vibrant parties. Music allows for sad musings; music allows for happy jigs. Music is an outlet; music is perhaps the best input you can get. Music takes you away; music brings you closer. Music rises as a potent concoction, a magical potion with properties that can heal everyone who needs healing. I thrive on my music and I can’t do without it – because dark nights and bright mornings, eccentric mood swings and sudden urges to spontaneously start dancing – all of it needs music, and it needs good music. 

Music, in today’s world, has different connotations, and like food, everyone has their own tastes – somebody who prefers listening to slow, sad songs with a lovely lilt in the singer’s voice will cringe and appear disgusted around a heavy metal fan. But that doesn’t really matter – as long as you have that one song which will comfort you on any occasion, be it a John Lennon or an Eminem (I understand this comparison can seem preposterous to some, but that’s the point I’m trying to make here, so please bear with me), you will get along just fine. The genre doesn’t matter, the singer doesn’t matter, the only thing that matters is whether you feel the song’s sheer power and whether it soothes your soul.

Today, I find that a lot of people tend to get influenced by the choices of their peers and ride the bandwagon, swaying to the hip beats of some apparently cool songs. The world has different kinds of ‘cool’. Your kind of ‘cool’ does not have to correlate well with your friend’s kind of ‘cool’. It is absolutely alright to have unique tastes and preferences; beyond everything, make sure you retain your authenticity. The kind of music you listen to should reflect the kind of person you are – and it mostly does if you allow it to, just as much as shoes make a strong style statement. For example, I honestly enjoy listening to Amitabh Bachchan’s rendition of the Hanuman Chalisa, and an instrumental version of Vaishnav Jananto (See link here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQZ-dpe-M94). And this is something I’m not embarrassed about, because for me, these things are as cool as One Republic and Hunter Hayes (Again, forgive the unrelated comparison because it can be understandably ridiculous to some, but it makes sense to me, and like I said, it’s all about being authentic.)

I must now share some of my all-time favorite music with you, and this is undeniably the more interesting part of this blog. I’ll rank my top five favorites, from old times as well as new. So here goes!

1. The first spot I have four favourites!

i.) Mirrors by Justin Timberlake: Justin Timberlake is a genius. Mirrors is a pensive song, with just the perfect beats and a voice so transcendent it steals your heart. The video is incredible, too. The first time I heard Mirrors, I put it on repeat and let it play for fifteen times in a row. The lyrics are reflective as well. My favorite line reads, “Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul, I can tell you there’s no place we couldn’t go…” Lovely.

ii.) Secrets by One Republic: I’ve loved this song for the last five years and each time I hear it, I seem to love it even more. The song is easy going, with a sheltered rebel spirit underneath and a sense of liberation. It makes you come to life each time you hear it and if at all there are any burdens which are weighing you down, this song will whisk them away. I love the drums too! My favorite line from this song goes, “Till all my sleeves are stained red, from all the truth that I’ve said…” Very, very profound. 

iii.) Ekla Cholo by Amitabh Bachchan (Movie – Kahaani): This is a powerful, powerful rendition and the song is so meaningful. It inspires you in more than one ways and leaves you thinking. And of course, it’s Big B, so it has to be charming. Absolutely divine.

iv.) Empire by Shakira: Do I even need to say anything?

2. I have three songs for the second place.

i.) Paradise by Coldplay: For a stormy day, this is the best. It reinstates hope and faith, and when life creates the illusion of you falling down, this song tells you to escape the jeopardy and gather the courage to pick yourself up again. My favorite line, “Every tear a waterfall, in the night, the starry night, away she flies…”. Classic!

ii.) Imagine by John Lennon: I reckon there’s nobody who doesn’t appreciate this song. A sublime single by a star who will forever shine. The lyrics are brilliantly meaningful, and though this song has been misinterpreted by some, the idea it portrays couldn’t have been more beautiful, neither could have been the way in which it is portrayed. Let’s transcend all boundaries and pave way for a long-standing dream, a dream called One World. My favorite line from this song is, “You may said I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.” Sophistication, relaunched. Such depth!

iii.) Millionaires by the Script: This song is so awesome, it really needs no explaining and side lines. The Script is magic. And not just this one, a couple of others too, like If You Could See Me Now, but I like this one the most.

3. I’ve got four songs for third place!

i.) What Goes Around Comes Back Around by Justin Timberlake – Darn, this man simply has a sexy voice. The beats are catchy and once you’re hooked, you’re hooked! The theme is clichéd perhaps, but besides that, no negatives here!

ii.) Hey There Delilah by Plain White Ts: An all time classic. This song is simply exquisite. Long distance relationships make an interesting theme, and there’s love, a tinge of pain and longing, and more love in this song. A perfect song for an idle day; it’ll make you smile more than once. Oh, it’s what you do to me!

iii.) Fix You by Coldplay: I don’t know about you, but this song has always managed to fix me. When you try your best, but you don’t succeed, you simply stop the tears from gushing down your cheeks and play this song. It is beautiful. My favorite line is, “Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones.” ‘Tis true, you know, lights will always guide you home – the inner lights which manifest themselves in your soul – those are the ones which will always guide you. Always.

iv.) Mockingbird by Eminem: A relatively recent entrant. I started listening to Eminem not so long ago. I remember hating Eminem since forever, because the cuss words always put me off – however cool the rest of the rap was. But this song’s different. There’s emotion running through every line and for once, I didn’t find a rap song harsh or mind-numbing. My personal Eminem favorite; that’s why it’s on the list.

4. I have four songs on the fourth place. Read on!

i.) Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me by U2: Don’t ask me why, but I’ve been a big fan of this particular song. It’s refreshing (perhaps a little haunting too) and I love the music. The lyrics aren’t as insightful as the othe’s on this list perhaps, but well, they do make a little sense – and when the beat’s so alluring, you just don’t bother too much! My favorite lines here, “Believing in yourself, Almost as much as you doubt…” Oh yeah!

ii.) Alligator Sky by Owl City (ft. Shawn Crystopher): The first rap song I ever fell in love with! (That was before I heard Eminem, just for the record.) I’ve sung along with this one many times and it never loses its sheen. My favorite lines are from the rap verse, “Uh, now I’mma dance like I never danced, Sing like I never sing, dream like I’ve never dreamed, Or try to, ’cause we’ve been lied to, that the sun is something that we can’t fly to.”

iii.) Monster (Eminem ft. Rihanna): I’ve never been a Rihanna fan, but hell, Eminem is too good. My favorite lines, “Now I need an interventionist, to intervene between me and this monster, and save me from myself and all this conflict, cause the very thing that I love is killing me and I can’t conquer it.” A very meaningful song, with bits of agony written all over it and streaks of introspective rebellion. A classic.

iv.) Stereo Hearts by the Gym Class Heroes (ft. Adam Levine): This song’s been with me since a very long time and cheers me up every time I listen to it. I only pray you never leave me behind, because good music can be so hard to find. I take your hand and hold it closer to mine, thought love was dead but now you’re changing my mind! Yeah! This is a sure-shot hit. And Adam Levine is obviously unbeatable.

5. For fifth place, I have two songs!

i.) All of Me by John Legend: This is now on the fifth place because it is the most recent entrant, but given how addicted I am to this Legend and his mesmerizing voice, this song’s going to climb up the list pretty soon. I’m  not particularly a fan of love songs as such, unless of course, they have catchy beats. This one doesn’t, so typically, I hate such songs because I don’t like slow love songs too much. They are a botheration. But this one, this one has completely captivated me. I listen to it endlessly and I can never get bored. This song makes you feel alive, real, soothes you and simply magical. And the best lines, “You’re my end and my beginning, even when I lose, I’m winning…” *deep sighs* It’s a great song, really.

ii.) So Good by B.O.B.: When I first heard this song, I must have heard it twenty or twenty-five times in a row and I couldn’t help it. It’s fantastic. The beats leave you shaking your head from side to side like a distorted hippie, but no one really cares, because no one gets between you and the music you love. It’s a crazy, classy song!

Just a note…this list is subject to changes because you never know which other song you fall in love with. 


I really don’t know what’s inspired me to write this post, but it’s probably the fact that I am a spontaneously loquacious person as such, and believe that beyond anything else, it’s my verbosity that makes a statement, both literally and metaphorically.

Meaningful conversations are an essential part of all our lives. Where would we be without those soul-touching, heart rendering conversations with our parents, or the emotional unburdening talks with our closest friends, or the doubt-clearing sessions with our teachers? Our ability to converse, and converse well, determines the nature of people whom we can establish a connect with and also, in turn, determines our own nature and attitudes towards a plethora of things in life. One conversation can change everything and forgive me, for I am yet again tempted to use the clichéd metaphor: The pen is mightier than the sword. I am trying to assert the importance of words, both spoken and written, over any other weapon in our world.

Conversations are both planned and unplanned, formal and informal, to-the-point and beating-about-the-bush, sensible and ridiculous, but however they are and whenever they may occur, they occupy a critical space in our lives. How well we are able to use our well-rehearsed vocabulary while talking to people in different contexts shape our conversations in day-to-day life. The general temperament and perceptions of people are also contributing factors to the kind of conversations which people have but the most integral determinant here is the person with whom we are conversing.

I’ve often wondered what the best kind of conversations are. Let me share with you a small broadly categorized list of the different kinds of conversations we are likely to encounter:

1. Catharsis – I assume the title has left you in some ambiguity. Catharsis, in the psychological sense, is the process of emotional unburdening. These are conversations we can have with people whom we truly feel a connect with. Our souls and spirits are in sync with the people whom we have this conversation with, and an essential feature of this category is the ability of the person to empathize. People in this category are usually trusted members of the family or our best friends (I’ll say BFFs, just to include the modern terminology). These conversations are often the most important because they help us get rid of nagging emotional burdens that accumulate themselves in our hearts, in the form of anger, jealousy or interpersonal hurt. We’ll observe that the people we speak to in this case have an ability to patiently listen and absorb, and offer sound advice and consolation.

2. Compelled – These are those conversations which are forced, or which have to be carried out in a necessary formal setting. These lack emotional details and are very to-the-point, because there is usually no emotional connect with the person we are interacting with. These occur usually in business settings, and traces are also visible when two or more people who do not get along with each other are forced to converse with each other.  In cases here, there is evident negligence and people are talking simply for the heck of it.

3. Crazy – These conversations are conversations without head or tail, spreading to a million different directions and having no skeleton as such – but conversations which make people happy. They often emphasize on irrelevant and seemingly ridiculous details, and there is hardly any personal sense of emotion. These conversations are mostly impromptu but can also be initiated simply because of an urge to talk to somebody in particular. They seem the most meaningless of the lot, but are in fact the most meaningful. These conversations also have a veiled emotional connect which might not be apparent to the people engaging in a conversation like this, but somewhere beneath it all, there is a sense of attachment and longing. These conversations leave you feeling light-headed and refreshed, and do not build any sorts of pressures on you, emotional or otherwise. They allow you to be who you are and are never restrictive. They give you as much joy as a Catharsis Conversation would give you, but they do not have the element of negativity in them. They may even completely make you forget unnecessary emotional details which entirely eliminates the need for Catharsis. These are bond building (sometimes, mind numbing conversations) which are authentically crazy and quirky! One can have conversations like this only with very few people – and the very few people who fall in this category are likely complete opposites with whom you share a very strong love-hate relationship; also, you share an unknown spiritual connect with them which may never make itself obvious, but something which has always been there!

4. Fun – These are just incessant chattering and musings which are a lot of fun. They are different from the Crazy category because there are just conversations which you can have easily with most people, especially if you are an outgoing person. The person-to-whom-you-are-talking-to factor plays less here because you simply want to have a little fun with just anybody! Sometimes, you may initiate such conversations simply because you are bored, unlike the conversations in the Crazy category – which you initiate consciously because you want to have them, not because you have nothing else to do!

Alright, this is a very, very basic post and I have only just managed to scratch the surface a little. This is an intriguing topic for me and I’ve wallowed about it more than once. I hope this makes sense to you. If it doesn’t today, someday, I assure you, it will!



Achche Din Aane Wale Hai?

Our country has seen a revolution. Though I’m only a dilettante when it comes to politics, I can proudly proclaim that the notion of democracy in our country has been exemplified, given the radical events that seem to have completely changed the face of Indian politics.

The downfall of the Congress, an event which was thought to be assumedly impossible, has occurred and left the political class in unmasked bafflement. To me, it does not come as a surprise though. While others are gaping at their television screens, guffawing as they see pictures of an ageless party being brought to its knees, I just continue to browse through the news channels matter-of-factly. 

The worst thing a party can do to damage itself is function under the mirage that the power it possesses is eternal. Beyond the scams, scandals, unaccountability and poor governance, the Congress has continued to take things for granted over the past five years. How can a party undertake rigorous last-minute campaigning and believe that it will be able to repair its blemished reputation which is a culmination of its wrongdoings over the past so many years? Political success lies in being able to understand, learn from and correct errors made in the past, harness the power of the present and make reliable, rational estimates for future development and growth. How is any of this possible when greed and a sense of misplaced complacency crudely hinder any development that might have been initiated? Glorifying its many accomplishments can never overshadow a party’s many fallacies. Political change begins with wholehearted acceptance. It is impossible to make amends when a party does not want to know and accept where it has gone wrong in the first place. Just because people have kept voting for you in the past so many years does not mean that people are going to keep voting for you. This election, Congress did not hold any aces, but it has somehow managed to play wrongly the few cards which it did hold. They have now been decimated and are forced to make an unceremonious exit, not having enough seats to even form the opposition.

For them, it all went wrong, but for the BJP, it’s all gone right. The BJP has come into power, riding heartily on the tremendous Modi wave and intensive campaigning throughout the country. BJP’s 2014 Election campaign has been simply ingenious – they targeted the right areas and fielded the right men and women from the right places. The only glitch which I noticed was a very late release of the manifesto, but it didn’t really matter when their prime ministerial candidate went from city to city explaining the party’s agenda and making a plethora of believable promises to commoners. He left even Arnab Goswami partly stumped. I wonder what it takes to do something like that! Some may see him to be a little vindictive and pompous, but at least the man has earned his respect over the years and although the Gujarat model may not be complete justification of his ability to steer India’s ship, it is satisfactory enough. BJP owes its success to two major facts: 1. Narendra Modi is undoubtedly a political mastermind, countering the various allegations with ease and making lucid speeches without a single sheet of paper in his hands.  2. The public, especially the youth, were fed up of Congress and in Modi, they saw the ray of hope that their eyes have been searching for since quite some time.

Narendra Modi has managed to inspire and influence positively the citizens of our nation. Unlike Congress, the BJP has played almost all it cards rightly, waiting, watching and then making their move with tact and jubilance. Modi’s demeanour and his ability to reach out to every section of the society have left him basking in popularity, and yes, it is deserving popularity. He has his flaws, but then again, who doesn’t? His campaign has not been based merely on defaming other leaders and even though that has been a part of his campaign, his basic premise revolved around his strong policies and the promise of development. The effective utilization of the social media portrayed him as a modern leader and a man of integrity. The next five years are going to be very critical because that will determine the course of the party for years to come. It seems too short a time to undo all the wrongs and establish a double digit growth rate, but these five years are going to determine everything. BJP can be voted out with as much ease as they got voted in and that is all NaMo needs to remember.

The Aam Aadmi Party has been a disappointment, what with people remarking that the number of seats AAP has won is less than the number of fingers on one’s hands. Kejriwal’s debut has not been as he would probably have expected, but these underdogs did make a point with their campaigns for moral righteousness. Kejriwal’s stance in Delhi was admirable but him stepping down as chief minister was not only a little disheartening, but non-pragmatic. AAP has been looking for a long-term solution in too short a period of time. It is one of those parties which hits a six on the first ball of their innings, but then finds it impossible to face the pacers and loses too many batsmen early on in the game. But again, their story still offers some hope and inspiration, and the question is whether they will somehow be able to resurrect themselves in the next five years and contest the next Lok Sabha elections with more preparedness.   

The youth’s involvement in these elections has been phenomenal. Almost all parties centred their campaigns around the youth, and BJP passed that particular test with flying colours. The youth of our nation are no longer timid and inhibited, but are strong enough stand up and ask for their rights. For them, politics is no longer a dirty game which needs no attention, but an essential aspect of the nation which can change their lives – for better or worse. Inked fingers have flooded the social media and people have gone out and voted with pride. This is what matters – the fact that the youth has increased its political participation and has also realized the value of the difference which it can make. Voter turnouts have been comparatively high and more than anything else, what matters for a democracy to run smoothly is that people go out and vote – the hand, the lotus, the broom – it doesn’t really matter, what matters is the fact that they have stood up and gone out and cast their vote. Slowly, India’s youth seems to be assuming greater responsibility. The frivolous, carefree approach to politics is now a thing of the past. The youth doesn’t want to sit back and watch the drama from the backstage: We now want to take the centre stage.

There is another thing I believe I should add. I know Dr. Manmohan Singh has been receiving too many brickbats over the past few days and yes, a lot of them are completely justified. But I believe that somewhere beneath the scams and the scandals lies a man who could have performed much better than he actually did if he decided to step up and take things in his own hands, voice his own opinions and function beyond the role of a stereotype. 1991 was enough evidence of the fact that the man has capability and credentials. But somehow, it didn’t work out for him.

People won’t be too kind to you, Dr. Manmohan Singh, but I believe history will be kinder. As you step down after a long, long time, here’s wishing you goodbye!

 On the 21st, Narendra Modi takes the prime ministerial oath. I only hope that we will now witness the achche din which he has so gleefully promised. Best of luck, Mr. Modi!



Amidst the rustling leaves,

The shrieking wind,                

The howls and cries of creatures benign,

The thunder, the lightening;

Amidst the ineffable mourning

Emanating from the Earth itself

For loss of love and life;

Amidst the crass cacophony

That seems to engulf the world

And our very spirit;

Yes, amidst everything,

There exists some solace

Manifesting itself in our souls

In the form of tender silence,

An undefined yet definite shape,

Unattainable for some who are

At constant war with themselves,

But a beautiful shape nonetheless.

A reminder of our innate goodness,

Of the fact that perhaps,

We will learn someday

To live in peace

With ourselves and the world.

Condemning Poverty

A soft knock on a dilapidated door,

The door to a homeless home

In shackles; enough to signify

The dearth of money.

Enough perhaps, to also signify the paucity

Of hope, heart and hearth.

This home, a cage for the raucous rage

Which eats into the spirit

Of the boy’s mother and father,

Burdening them with more

Than they will ever be able to hold.



The boy astounds me.

He resides ordinarily in his home,

With windows through which

Stares curtly the stark reality

Of nothingness, and beyond.

Yet, he is unperturbed,

Unlike his parents, a childish grin

Still adorns his grimy face.

Perhaps it is the fact that

He has not yet seen the world, neither

The filth that barges through

The doors of his home,

The lack of opportunity and meaning,

The flood of disease that infests his life.

Or perhaps he has the courage to smile,

The virulence to chase his dreams,

to believe In goodness and leave behind his

Condemning poverty.



Change is often the subject of my frequent musings and more than the concept of change, I tend to dwell on the human perception and perceived reaction to change. Change can be either negative or positive. We often react positively and with much excitement to the positive changes that occur in our lives. But there is no compulsion for us to react negatively to the negative changes in our life. A profound dialogue that Remy says in the famous Disney movie Ratatouille, which happens to be one of my all-time favourites, remains unforgettable. I quote, “The only predictable thing in life is its unpredictability.” Change is constant and change is inevitable. Change is also necessary, if we humans want to be more than just black-and-white figures painted without much grace on a boring landscape called life.

Positive change needs no elucidation as such. We all not how to deal with that – pray, thank, throw a party, make a toast – that’s more like the pretty picture in life. But as many times as change is positive, change can also be negative; it can have an adverse effect on our lives and loved ones. But we need to learn to deal with that too, don’t we? John Maxwell once said, “Life is 10% of what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it.” Change can be like gentle breeze, descending over us slowly and giving us time to get our act together. Or, change can be a blunt, brutal force, coming in like a ricocheting bullet giving us hardly any time to react. But between every stimulus and every action, there lies a golden moment of conscious choice. How we understand and use that moment will determine the future course of events. If we can think calmly and keep our cool during those moments, change will be no big deal. We simply have to realize that everything we do in our lives in our responsibility and our conscious choice. Whenever we are faced with change, we need to take decisions, and more than looking for answers on Wikipedia and Google, it’ll be a darned good thing if we decided to browse through our own conscience.