A Nine-gated Palace

Have you ever felt the smell of time? Do you remember the fragrances of vine? Past, which will never come back But will always be there with us awake Do you remember the smell of that afternoon when birds used to sing and croon Do you remember the smell of that tree under which you sat free And waited for your rickshaw puller because that day school was fun  & at the same time hectic and fuller Slowly reaching your sweet home, as it was too hot a day for  rickshaw puller  to pull it alone There were other mates also sitting in it And it smelled like a nest full of birds  chirping gloriously in the jungle of concrete And then suddenly comes a huge cloud  and embraces sun like a lover hug's and behaving himself as a smug Abruptly ambience started smelling good I was floating in the glory of cloud's hood It was a mirage & was misunderstood The sun was indeed very str...

Today is Friday, The 13 & month is September. The day considered inauspicious all over the world. But today we have seen the history in the making, life will never be the same again after this day.  16 December 2012 unfortunate Rape incident has stirred the whole world like a dry leaf in the storm.  Since morning I was on the move to visit my clients for some work. But in the back of my mind, I desperately wanted to sit in front of news channel and be the witness of Jumbo judgement.  After this incident life for women in Delhi has become more vulnerable and challenging. Women in general had stopped leaving home after 7pm but some brave heart were still moving in the night because of their jobs or some other reasons.It took nine months for Indian judiciary to announce the verdict on the convicts. Though the victim had died and given the dying statement against the criminals, still law took nine whole months to give decision. Why?  Nothing exceptional ha...

I know a female who shared this story with me and I expanded it as a thought, a thought to be considered as it is related to future youth.  My Friend is married with two sons and she also 'claims' that her husband is very loving, loyal, efficient, caring, independent & trustworthy. Sometimes I feel funny when she lists so many qualities of her husband. How can a human being have so many qualities that too when his first name is HUSBAND! :) Anyways here we are not concerned about husband. Idea is to give a thought to youth and future brigade. Let's give a name to my friend, lets say her Gauri. Hmm! Seems I like the name. So, one day Gauri went to a toyshop in a nearby market to buy some gift for her kid's friend. After looking at many gifts she could barely decide on a stuffed toy for the kid's friend. The lady sitting on the shop had very small eyes, reminded her instantly of Bollywood actress #Sridevi, portraying hugely b...

WOW! This Diwali I shall treat myself with a big luxury car. I shall also have some diamond jewelry for myself. I need to get a nice Guitar & latest XBOX for my kids. Also need an expensive watch for my husband…….. Uff! So much materialism to gain in such a little time. Then a thought sparks my mind and give me a shudder. What if I perish tomorrow then I wont be able to enjoy pleasure from these things. No one will remember me as a lady who had a big car, huge property or amazing jewelry. No one will remember me if I was blessed with most wonderful kids and a very loving husband. They will only remember me, what I held in my heart all life long – love or hate, regret or contentment, compassion or indifference. Life is a moment , it makes us happy and sad in that very second ! #versesMahabharta Yaksha : “What is the most wondrous thing on the earth?” Yudhishthir: “Each day countless humans enter The temple of death, yet the ones left behind continue to live as thou...

HIS warm breath was still on HER neck, humming though ears and going till the heart embracing the heart from all four quarters His sweet nothings were still in the air, dancing with glory of their togetherness making an incision in the middle of her heart. HIS affectionate sight was so intense  looking into HER eyes as if meeting them  halfway while making space in HER heart His subtle and restless touch of fingers still loom large on HER knotted fingers and caressing her finger tips with her thumb HIS look travelling till the road end still layering HER own glance in whatever or whosoever SHE saw HIS lips twirled like vine of grape mere look of which melted HER  as if she is a snow ball melting near the fire HIS voice looming around like a whirlwind making a funnel in which HER being is twirling deep down & down. In spite of all the remoteness HE is not around HER but SHE is still clinging to the mys...

We can not force ourselves to love - or to withhold it. At best we can curb our actions. The heart itself is beyond our control. That is its power and its weakness.  #Theninegatedpalace

A situation in itself, is neither happy nor unhappy.Its only your response to it that causes your sorrow. #Verses - Krishna

One humid but beautiful August afternoon I decided to gift myself a walk till nearby Grocery shop. The walk was pleasant but it proved me again that nothing has changed yet in-spite of so much of hoo-hullah on women's safety and so called empowerment. The distance was not even one kilometres but I felt I have come miles away.  As soon as I left safe cocoon of the wall of my society, on the main road I met happened to see two grown up boys riding a bike. I shall call them grown up because they were driving, and I understand  in our country driving license is given after 18 years of 'grown up' age.  I was crossing the road, though there is no such concept of Zebra crossing in our country, I was looking at all sides with my ultra alert eyes. The boys were daring also, I must say. The front boy or man or MCP was blinking at me again. The moment was actually funny for me.  I was bought up in a family where blinking is like a crime and consider...