Life as I know it.

A happy new year, they say... Is it? Is it obligatory to cheer up at the end of a year? Or is it just me who do not feel the same way? Has the previous year ended up on a gleeful note? Has it helped to create the world a better place? Has it ended the atrocities beyond words? Has it assured to protect the rights of people who suffer? Has it prevented the rampant problem of child abuse? Has it provided shelter to the homeless or food to the malnourished? Has it alleviated the pain of the people of Kashmir? Has it made us forgiving, kind and compassionate towards fellow beings? It has not. The year has failed to do so. Nothing has changed. The people are suffering. The world is burning. Injustice prevails. Nothing has changed but, oh! the calendar. It was another new year with more agony, distress and persecution. Lets hope for a better world, a peaceful, just world. Let's pray for a world where justice prevails and humanity blooms. A happy new year,...

Who am I?  An angel Grandpa called me his little princess  I am an angel  Grandma called me her lion It is dark here It is gloomy  I can feel the distress  The excruciating pain  Of wounds  Disbelief  And bewilderment  I am afraid I am afraid of the darkness  Father buried me here  Left me unattended  Why did he leave me alone?  Did he abandon me?  Come back, father  Take me home It is dark here  And I am afraid  I thought I was an angel    I felt ashamed  I felt disgusted But, I survived  I was a warrior  You know what happened?  I met a monster  He took me away I was scared  I begged him to take me home  He was a real monster  I remember,  Grandma told me stories where there's an ugly giant who carries naughty children away,  I asked the hideous man to take me home and I will be a nice kid who won't make mischief  He laughed,...

I am a woman! A powerful, resilient woman  A voice of revolution  A miracle A universe within myself  I do not seek validation  I am a magic maker  I am compassionate, kind and forgiving  I love unconditionally  My empathy is my strength  I am the creator of my story  A writer of my destiny  I am a woman! With dreams, hopes and beliefs  My tenderness is my fearlessness  I am more than you can see I am a warrior  A fighter  I will rise, every time, I fall  I will rise and shine  I am a woman! 

                                        It was a bright sunny day. I was coming back from my morning walk. On the way, I saw beautiful little girls and boys, all dressed up in their neat and tidy uniforms. They were smiling at me, and there was something about their smile, it was so pure, so beautiful as if a flower has just bloomed. That is what these kids are, our little flowers, unless their petals are crushed by the hands of a beast. I smiled back at those lovely kids and a horrific thought struck me hard as I was reminded of the news I read lately. It was about the another reported child abuse case. Those smiles, those hopeful little bright eyes made me realize that we, as adults, have badly failed to provide a safe, secure world to these little souls. Child abuse, sexual abuse, these terms have become a taboo in this so called value based society. People are afraid ...

                                                               "A Woman"  You are a woman! You are not supposed to talk. You are not supposed to believe. You are not supposed to act as if you are an individual. No, you should not be doing this. You should not be doing that. You are supposed to behave properly. You are supposed to walk properly with poise. You are not allowed to raise your voice. You are not allowed to say anything. You are not allowed to utter a word that may question your femininity. You are responsible for anything that may happen to you. No! You cannot blame anyone else. You are not supposed to indulge yourself in any sort of blame game. Because, darling! this is not your game. Why? Well, you are not supposed to question this or anything. Because, you are a woman!