Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Say- no more!

A cry comes from the inside, please do not hurt me, do not kill me, and do not treat me like dirt. I am a part of you, I have started to form, I exist, maybe I can be seen only through instruments but I have started to form. Such cries are either ended then and there or are thrown away after they are born. Even junk is treated more appropriately and categorized as recyclable waste and non recyclable waste, than girls. Somewhere down the line, even the fairer sex is equally responsible for such behavior. The old rotten thoughts which have lost all scientific validity, is still treated as the base for decisions. A place where women are treated as a cause for not being able to give birth to a baby boy, besides the fact that women carry only x chromosomes and instead men are responsible, (not exactly, but if someone were to blame) in deciding the gender of the baby, several other marriages were conducted, in older times just for the desire of a baby boy, who can carry over their names. This is pathetic, and what is even more pathetic is that, this is being carried over from generations .We call ourselves educated, but our actions do not reflect the same. How do even people think of throwing their child in a garbage bin, a well or a river? Some are killed in the womb itself, without realizing that it can harm the mother also.This doesn’t end here, when a girl child is born they are treated differently, they are taught different lessons of patience, values and virtues. They grow older and face the world with even more discrimination.

When things turn up in a perfect good shape, they are not appreciated much, they might not even be given its credit but just one blooper and they are indicted of the things which they have not even committed. They suddenly become responsible even for the cricket match India recently lost! And only because they are  girls, provided they do not have a bundle of choices, because no matter what, their responsibilities come above how and what they feel. For some it’s a routine, for others it’s the silence for not hurting anyone, for some it’s a daily thing and for others, it has become a prolonged habit. But for the rest, who don’t consider themselves an inch lesser than man, raise their voice for such injustice.

But also, who do we blame? Because things have been like this, especially in our country, like since Adam. It’s in the soil , air and water of this country , they are answerable for things they choose to do and even for stuff they don’t do , but they definitely have no right to question. And those who do, might end up in any of the extreme conditions, of over powering it or making it worse for themselves.

Being kids they are taught, that if a brother is teasing  or even hitting them , they are not suppose to dissent , because you are a girl and he is a boy.  Children do not even have that sense; it is the elders, who put that sense in them. Another thing which is taught, girls should compromise, should be given the smallest slice of cake, and still, should feel thankful for it. And girls, learn all of it, with practice and maybe they are blessed with that extra talent which helps them to smile through the difficult times. Some do it effortlessly and some need those additional efforts, some have it in their blood and some practice it continuously.

Nevertheless  a few, the rebellious ones, stand for themselves, believe that they can change the world, surely they can , if not for everyone in the same way but in little ways.  They build a path which takes us to the destination . And with this ride to the unknown, untouched and unfelt end comes a new beginning, which we call a revolution.

So, we can’t simply fold our hands and nod at the injustice happening. We all can contribute by taking steps in our own simple ways, we may find it needless and lame, but then huge change calls for a certain level of effort which can’t be done over night. It requires self belief, patience and perseverance, and the change will happen.We all should stand by what is right and say that no more of it will be tolerated, and fight for it till the injustice is wiped off. 

Say no more!

When you find a lass sob
You know that, just wiping tears isn't your job,
Instead lend a hand and take her off shore
And say - no more!

When you see the bias happening
You can't keep approving,
In its place, open another door
And say- no more!

When you witness inequality creeping
Stand for what is right, without much thinking,
Spread your lore
And say- no more!

And when you feel that maybe the deed is lame
Do not forget that it is just the beginning of the game,
Because the wounds are still sore
And say- no more!

We all must join hands with  Evan Grae Devis who’s fighting against girl genocide, who has really led a great initiative in Franklin Templeton Investments partnered the TEDxGateway Mumbai in December 2012.  

This post is part of Indiblogger's 'The Idea Caravan' Contest.

Friday, July 26, 2013

The shadow of your smile!

For aspirations have taken flight
 We have to mount that height,
Toiling that extra mile
To spot the shadow of your smile!

Darkness may perhaps be a phase
For sunshine to ablaze,
Gathering the rays in a pile
To glance the shadow of your smile!

The path can be quaking and boggy
And future all smoggy,
But I won’t give up for awhile
To glimpse the shadow of your smile!

For there comes a time
When in the wind, the bells chime,
And we are not afar the aisle
Then it gets difficult, to hide the shadow of your smile!!

This post is a part of  The write tribe prompt

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Evoke, emulate and evolve!

Even when her part of the story was veritable
She would smile through the hassle,
Arguing by no means, should be an alternative
This congealed in my mind, all assertive!

She never let me do any household chore
Pampered enough, and was told I’d learn when responsibilities appear,
Now whilst doing every errand
I evoke, imitate and it’s no less than a magic wand!

She tried to mould herself in every situation
Compromising won’t lessen your position,
So my frown turns into a grin
When I visualize the scene!

Doing every work so diligently
Yet so quickly,
Always made me marvel
Now, even I finish my work with the same sparkle!

Even unknown people came with their sorrow
She showed them a new tomorrow,
Now when friends discuss with me their disquiet
I recall her gestures, and make them alleviate!

She treated other’s children with equal consideration
And never let them feel unseen,
I learnt, there’s nothing like one’s own or someone else’s
It’s about how well we empathize and feel it en masse!

She fulfilled everyone’s needs with equal attention
And never got perturbed, even if someone nitpicked,
Calm and composure should be one’s best friend
Emulating this in my life makes it serene!

She never scolded, she never preached
But she said a lot with her deeds
Eloquently yet naively, I learnt my life lessons
Which only very few can bestow!

Manners and etiquettes taught alright
However things beyond these mattered in a plight,
Selflessness is such an art
Which only a mother bequeaths through her heart!

One learns only when he sees
Setting an exemplar with such an ease,
Doing stuff against it, feels like a lapse
I wish to follow your footprints till my journey elapses!

This post is a part of 'I Saw and I Learnt' at in association

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Still afar !

When the dusk sets in
And birds fly back to their kin,
Pretty Betty flips a coin
Reminiscing her virtue and sin!

Subsequently she receives a postcard
From her beloved bard,
She can’t help but sing and dance hard
Trimming away her belly lard!

She takes out the calendar
And mark the days not so far,
To book that booth in the coffee bar
Not forgetting to polish her car!

Making her home tidy and neat
Is definitely on her list of feat,
Maybe she is going a bit off beat
Or is it just the summer heat?

Even the winds have gone wild
But her inner self is in a tone so mild,
As if everything seeming gild
Yet like a child!

Crash! And there, comes a bellow
Asking for help of a fellow,
How has purple turned to yellow?
When dreams were all mellow!

Now as he cannot be found, who will sing that quixotic song?
When she gets in the doldrums for long,
And do right to her wrong
Why responsibility and solitude come in sync like a bell buzzing- ding dong!

This is in response to the Write Tribe Contest #1 

Sunday, July 7, 2013

When you say nothing at all..

When my heart connects with yours
It articulates like never before ,
Your heartbeat tells me
That it throbs for me!

When world seems incomplete
And you look into my eyes,
As if reading every word I were to voice
Thus I know how everything is now complete!

When you walk by my side
I know it’s going to be voyage long yearned,
And when you smirk at me
It makes me feel pretty!

And as I listen to your silence
I know what you have to say,
Because you say it best
When you say nothing at all !

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

Take a leap, before you fall !

Someone’s waiting for you at the backdoor; gaze around before you move on. That someone might not wait for you eternally. When you feel you have achieved everything in life, sit back and realize how you made it up there and get back to those who stood by you, believed in you. Love happens every day, with things and people around you, feels their presence ,watch that random kid riding his bicycle for the first time, that guy struggling to walk with his crutches, catch the first drop of rain , these are some things which are worth living through. Never forget little things in life, while you are in a rat race. You are in that race not to achieve great achievements but taking pleasure out of petite things in life. And for that you need to halt and look around, see beyond those smiling faces and those shallow praises. It shouldn’t occur that you have gone past so many things that when you reach heights, you find everything blurred instead of more clear.
So, fear less and live more, listen to the music which is played by life ubiquitously, and sway along with its tunes. Shy less and articulate more, that jiffy might never happen again. Live for what your heart yearns for and not for any show business. People forget and overlook things and folks as easily as that blooming flower in their garden. So make time for your fad and go for it, never dread that tumble , because sometimes you just have to pick yourself up and carry on.

Take a leap, before you fall

Sniff the wind
Which carries a scent from a distant land,
Whisper those sweet nothings to him
Take a free fall;
And take a leap before you fall !

Someone loves you out there,
Give him your time
Earn a penny less
Spend the rest lavishly, pal;
And take a leap before you fall !

Have faith in your dreams,
They do come true
Work that tad more
Then go for the ineffectual;
And take a leap before you fall !

Don’t hide that drop of tear,
Wrangle with the cause of it
Toil and labor till 
The grin on your pretty face is back;
And take a leap before you fall !!

This post is part of #ThatTuesdayThingy an initiative by the #IndiBlogeshwaris.