MY EXPECTATIONS

The time has changed so the world is,
but my expectations about this world,
unchanged, gives me a temptation,
to wait for a world filled with love. .

I long for a day where people don’t cry
in terror, their petrified eyes never
pursue the gun points that demolished
their dreams for ever within moments.

I long for a day where people don’t
stand in queue stretching their hands,
for a packet of food when somebody,
rename them as refugee forcefully.

I long for a day where no one waits for,
a shop to close for finding a place to
sleep making its veranda a bed room,
for a night, cursing his own destiny.

I long for a day where people talk about
union, from the core of their heart, and
may walk hand in hand towards light
to build up a world without bias and chaos.

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THE RAIN

When the sky is covered with rain clouds,
my heart leaps with happiness and then,
the drops start to fall from the heaven,
takes me to those days of my boyhood.

Still hear the whistling sound from the bushes,
near the pond from the guys an invitation,
to celebrate the monsoon along with water
to swim towards a world of ecstasy.

Herons and storks were waiting patiently,
on the edges of the water filled paddy fields,
shivering in drizzling continue their fishing
dreaming a delightful dinner for the day.

Under the umbrella of the clouds the earth,
would Lie like a lady in her green wet clothes,
then the western wind would blow towards
her to present his diamond laced shawl

Standing at the threshold of my native house,
I would witness their union through the veil,
of the rain, shaking the trees here and there,
he would return from our village with pleasure.

The children would run to pick up the mangoes,
lying scattered under the mango trees, then,
our elder brothers were making their minds,
to serve a monsoon dinner to cherish friendship

Those days are gone away monsoon has come again,
time has changed everything except the rain,
still it is pouring from the heights harmoniously,
presenting me the reward of a sweet childhood.

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LOVE MAKES MIRACLES

Which is the most beautiful thing of this world? I think it is difficult to answer this question. Since beauty is relative, it depends on the situations. It varies from minds to minds. We can feel the beauty of this world through our senses. What I like, you don't. Even then, we can feel an equality, if I say in a broad sense, unity in diversity in everything, if we use our senses properly. We decorate a prominent place among all living beings of this earth. Our brain is so strong in decision making, planning, making inventions, exploring the unknowns. But what about our approaches.

      If we have good approaches and selections, the world would not be like this. We spend more time for disputes, never give a chance for adjustments. We are not ready to hear from others. We want to become first always forgetting whether we are merited or not. We want only our children to win the game and do anything for it forgetting the ethics of a healthy competition. We smile, artificially. We don't know the real meaning of an honest smile. We don't know who is our neighbour, for the reason we are busy, perhaps pretends so. It is very easy to blame on time. We make mistakes and want to justify it. We have forgotten to make good relationships. Instead of it, we blame, hurt, separate and kill. We don't know how to love. Selfishness has covered our minds. 

We make walls to part this society. We have grouped ourselves. We have forgotten about that beautiful culture, its essence like the elixir trying to light up our hearts to see this entire world as a single family. We are not aware about it. We are not so broad about it. We work, only for us. We must work for the betterment of this society. We must help others. This world belong to everyone here. Each living being has its own right to live here. What we need is a good mind to understand the real warmth of love. Mother earth has created everything beautifully. We must understand this. Whatever be the cast, religion, nation, never bother about it. Love each other. Only love can make miracles here. We are all brothers and sisters. Never forgot it. We can assemble on this courtyard for a better tomorrow. 

LET US MAKE OUR LIVES BEAUTIFUL...............

One's life is so precious. The journey that connects birth and death, may have ups and downs, bends and twists. Whatever it may be, one should approach each moment so positively. Being positive helps a lot to make the life beautiful.  Never hurt others. Learn the lessons of true love. Always replace hatred by sincere love. Using the elixir of love, strengthen the relations. Be satisfied with what we have and never upset for what we doesn't have. Being patient and humble, by uttering good words. being a good listener, having a mind to help others let us make  our lives beautiful.

Being jealousy and selfish, what will be the reward a man is going to get. I think nothing. Instead keep the right track of virtue. Millions of people are here. Among which we know about, sometimes below hundred. 

Here anyone can do one thing. Can love the hundred people. Can start loving his neighbors. Can offer a helping mind. If each and every person on this earth is doing like this, no doubt, our world may become a paradise of love. There starts the origin of a new world, a world without discrimination. 

We may differ from each other by personality, language, dressing style, complexion, rituals, belief etc., Whatever it may be let us do one thing. Let us discover the heavenly beauty of UNITY IN DIVERSITY.

The differences is only in appearance. But we are all having the same heart. We can fill our heart with essence of love. We can try to see everyone as our brothers and sisters. We can do our best to make this world as like a native house where our beloveds are live in. 

We have freedom. We have the right to select our own life style. But before our selection we must think that we are not alone. We have a family. We have a society. We have someone to protect. WE ARE THE GUARDIAN ANGELS OF SOMEONE. Hence think twice before doing something. Look carefully before each step. A good step, a good decision, a good work, a good word has a good result. Therefore select such a life style, which may light the lamp of goodness. 

LIFE IS LIKE…….

Life is like a precious treasure

Only when we live for making

Others dream a reality.

Life is like a love song

Only when we share our hearts

Without expectations

Life is like an eternal flame

Only when we devote our lives

For the betterment of mankind

Life is like a beautiful rose

Only when we smile for others

To make them always happy

Life is like a heavenly garden

Only when we start walking

Through the path of virtue

Let us say life is beautiful

Only when we try to know 

Others in the name of love

SHADOWS…………….

              The winter lanterns are glowing

              Through the curtain of mist

              The breeze carries white drops of snow

              To paint the evening with silver

              The road goes towards the horizon

              Disappears in the woods where,

              The night stitches her magic gown,

              For her dance with the shadows

              Venus and stars made ornaments

              The moon weaves the veil for her

              The sky braids her hair with clouds

              Gives a lining of silver appliqué

              Long shadows like hags awaits her

              For the show stretches their sharp claws

             Circles and circles like a tornado,

             Welcome her in a mood of delirium.

             The frenzied spirits hide behind the shadows

              Demand for their part in the performance,

              Takes out their magic wands and whirl it

              To mesmerise for coming their side

              When the twilight starts to perch

              In the vestibule of the night

              The long shadows like an octopus

              Covers the land to make their world

              Their sovereignty only last for night,

              When the dawn awakens in the east

              With his golden casket from the sleep

              Drives away those shadows from the sight.

               

THE TRAIN

              This train comes always slow

              But goes very fast,

              Have many destinations,

              But never stops for a moment,

              No guard, no signals

              Red and green has nothing to do

              Easy to predict its arrival

              Nothing can say about the end.

              Never obeys orders,

              For keeping a time schedule,

              It comes from very farther

              Going towards unknown future

              Who will be a way farer?

              The destiny makes it clear.

              Comforts of the journey,

              The works decide it well.

              Anyone will be on board,

              At any time from anywhere

              It is not on one’s wish

              It is the driver who decide

              While looking out beyond time

              One may feel three phases of time,

              The events with which he attached

              Determines always the results

              May have permission to play a game,

              May be honoured with a reward,

              One may feel as in heaven or hell,

              Depending how the rules he obeyed

              To get a seat of contentment,

              One should have some blessings,

              Love and patience value for this,

              Have it by a pure mind.