The ghost of fear
Rears its head in the darkness
Light up the courage
For: Haiku Heights
Also shared@: Poetry Picnic
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Power of journalism
Potential of effective writing
Not just figments of imaginations
But Emerges from
Rational thoughts and outlook
Truth, knowledge,
Alertness and dedication
It covers all the areas
Around the globe
It Creates awareness
In sometimes vulnerable society
Causing the breach of blind faith
Stretched across in the
Orthodox civilization
Makes us cognizant about
Some unfortunate, surprising,
Interesting or pleasant incidents
Across the world.
Suggests and endorses
Innovative ideas for
The welfare of society
It should Not be inclined
Towards rubbish like
Snakes, reincarnation, ghosts and
Pseudo existence of
So called black magic
Promoting effects of zodiac signs
Astrology, numerology and Tarot cards
Sometimes, peeping unnecessarily
Through someone’s personal life
Trespassing the private lives
Power of writing
Triggered by considerate and
Substantial thoughts
Can create revolution
Can shrink the corruption
Generated by the system
It is the power of journalism
Monday, October 24, 2011
Be careful!
Sky looks like fountains of colourful lights. It seems that stars have come to visit the earth. Mirth and melody are omnipresent in this pious festival. Crackers and sweets are the essence of Diwali. But be careful! Few people are trying to make our festival sour just to make their pocket full of money. They are using artificial mawa in sweet making. In some places, rotten and contaminated sweets are also in the market, to infect our body. Read this article.
Eating sweets in festivals is unavoidable, so be careful when you choose your sweets and sweet shop. Make sure that they only add sweetness to your celebration. Make sure that these kinds of adulteration in the Festival of light and bliss may not darken or sadden the festivity and health. After all Health is happiness.
“Don’t burst crackers as they create air and noise pollution” is a clichéd statement. At least children won’t listen to this preaching. So be careful and be there with your children while they burst crackers. Tell them about the safety.
Enjoy your festival! Wish you all a very safe, prosperous and happy Diwali:)
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Solitude is a friend!
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Sitting alone,
I listen to silence;
A silky breeze hums a song;
Golden sun rays reflect warmth;
The colors of nature
paint my heart with pure bliss.
Dancing butterflies
bring a smile to my lips.
Dews,
glistening on delicate flowers
exude freshness;
Gurgling streams
say a happy goodbye;
Vibrant birds limber up.
to fly over a limitless horizon.
Wide, azure sky
evokes a sense of freedom.
'You're not alone,'
this serene aura says.
It seems as if
Solitude is a friend!
For: Carry On Tuesday
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Shadow
Chasing ardently
Follows wherever I go
That is my shadow
Seldom leaves me alone
It’s with me like an angel
Helpless in darkness
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Revolution 2020: By Chetan Bhagat
People were waiting for this novel so desperately that it has become the fastest selling book and already sold five lakh prints on the day of its release.
This story is about three friends Gopal (It seems that Mr. Bhagat is a great fan and follower of Lord Krishna as the names of his characters are always Hari, Shyam, Govind, Gopal, Raghav:)), Raghav and Aarti. They all have different ambitions and aspirations in their life.
Gopal, the narrator, belongs to a poor family, tries his hands in engineering (Chetan Bhagat’s patent topic) but fails and eventually becomes frustrated. He wants to become rich and in order to get money and success get himself involved in the quagmire of corruption generated by the system.
Raghav despite his success in IIT-JEE, he wants to bring revolution in the country, determined to fight against corruption and joins journalism to pursue his dream.
Aarti, a carefree girl (best friend of Gopal and love interest of Raghav) seemed a bit confused to me and keeps oscillating between Raghav and Gopal.
In the beginning I found it a bit humorous but unlike CB’s other novels, this one is serious. No need to say that writing style is engaging and the pace of the novel is good. But unlike “2 States” sometimes, I found myself flipping few pages without reading especially unnecessarily detailed description and dialogues of politics and corruption segment of this novel.
Over all for me it was a nice one time read but nothing exceptional as expected from Chetan Bhagat (Especially after reading 2 States anyone can feel so)
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Breach of promise
Breach of promise
Hurts the
Innocent feelings
Agony brews
Inside a tentative heart
Wiping off
All the memories
Is not easy
The embers of emotion
Are still alight.
Fear of failure Causes
Breach of confidence
Misery creeps
Inside a tentative mind
Accepting defeat
Is dreadful
Ultimate effort
Is the only hope
The embers of trust
Are still alight.
For: 3WW
Monday, October 17, 2011
What’s your complexion?
Shyamli is masters in mathematics and takes tuition up to graduation level. She is a great cook and a very good natured 29 years old girl. Despite all these qualities, her parents are worried about her marriage. The reason is simple. She has a dusky complexion.
She has been rejected several times because of the colour of her skin. All her attributes have shrouded behind the desire to get a fair complexioned woman.
Sometimes, she had been displayed in front of few prospective alliance and “so called judge” of her beauty. Some of them even asked for a vast dowry to compensate her complexion. Disgusting! It's perfectly okay if the boy is ugly. His wife has to be an angel.
There are so many families, where in-laws prefer and give more importance to a better-looking, fair-skinned bahu. I’ve known some families who rejected some qualified girls to get a fair complexioned bahu.
There are so many families, where in-laws prefer and give more importance to a better-looking, fair-skinned bahu. I’ve known some families who rejected some qualified girls to get a fair complexioned bahu.
Unfortunately, in our country, there are lots of Shyamlis. Some part of our society needs to change its perception.
You might have seen so many fairness cream advertisements in which they display that no matter what quality a girl has, but she has to be fair to get confidence and success. In an advertisement, a girl sings like a cuckoo, but she has no confidence of singing because she is not fair. I don’t understand what fairness or beauty has to do with your singing ability. Beauty of a singer is her/his voice. Beauty of a writer is her/his words. Beauty of an artist is her/his art. An amazing talent is a beauty itself. I think confidence comes with knowledge, efficiency, talent and skill.
One has to recognize and work hard to chisel the hidden talents. Confidence and success are inevitable. Mannerism, pleasant nature, style of conversation and talent are actual beauty no matter which complexion anyone owns.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Hunger
Pangs of Hunger assailed
“Leaving his home
Was not a good decision”
He thought.
Suddenly,
Vision of kicks of his cruel father
Appeared as a dragon
Assault of belt on his back
Eyes shimmered in agony
Shrugging off the dreadful memories
He roamed in the hunt for food
In the inky blackness of night
“Anything would do” he thought.
A Shimmering house
Beaming with pleasure
Resonating with
Ecstatic voices of elation
Aroma of delicacies wafted
Hit his nostrils
Stomach started churning
He tried to enter
Got a shot of abuses
“How ruthless” he thought
Eyes landed on the leftovers
Strewn carelessly
Feast-day for dogs
He drooled
Unable to control hunger
He headed towards it.
For: Poets United
Signature
Smart observations
Intelligent perceptions
Graceful attitude
Novel thoughts
Articulated beliefs
Temperament composed
Urbane manners
Resolute will-power
Ethics unwavering
Written for: Acrostic Only
Thursday, October 13, 2011
That thing called…Love
Pieces of heart
Shreds of emotion
Strewn like broken shards
No courage left to collect
Bitterness replaced the admiration
Memory still follows
Haunting
Up-ended the calm life
That thing called…
Love.
For: 3WW
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
When life’s gonna smile again
Happiness rarely
Smiles warmly, flickering hope
Keeps blinking always
Uncertainties
Eavesdrops behind the scene
Ready to emerge
Failure winks wickedly
Hard to comprehend, When life’s
Gonna smile again
Poetry Picnic
Monday, October 10, 2011
Listen to me
Call me, whenever you need.
Ask me, whatever you want.
I reside in you.
I lead you to the truthful path,
Helping you,
To make the right decisions.
I teach you the ethics.
I preach you,
The spirit of life.
I give you courage.
I fill you with strength,
To face the challenges.
I light,
Your inner beauty.
There are so many distractions.
Listening to me seems,
Obtuse sometimes.
Not materialistic.
But that’s honesty not folly.
Listening to me,
Would give you peacefulness.
You adore me, don’t you?
Just trust me, won’t you?
You’ll find so many options.
But I’m the right choice.
Listen to me,
I’m your inner voice.
Linked to: Sunday Scribblings
Saturday, October 8, 2011
I M Possible
I M Possible.
Impossible says itself
Just give me a try!
Except few things (They are literally impossible), nothing is really impossible in this world. They just demand profound and genuine attempt to be achieved.
It may happen, sometimes, that the work you’re assigned or want to perform, seems impossible in a first glance or thought. You may think “It can’t be done’ or ‘I can’t do it’ but later if you try and enforce your endeavor and zest, it comes out as a beautiful flower.
If you think ‘I can’t’ then of course you can’t. So think ‘Yes, I can’ and definitely you will. If you really want to do something in life, determined yourself and apply your ultimate effort and strength, you can do anything in life and create a new shining destiny for you. Amen.
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