Mirage

Life ~ Mirage
~ A wasted illusion right from the start.
~ Hopeless romanticism of a hopeful heart.

Though the former is reality, I choose to live by the latter.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Just a Little Bit of Love



Just a little bit of love
to call it our own
A tiny corner of your heart
that could be mine alone

Just a little bit of care
with sincerity, if you may
to ask if I were fine
and had a good day

Just a little bit of time
post the office stress
to share a genuine laughter
and make the worries less

Just a little bit of madness
privy to the two of us
and the gentle companionship
after a party's fuss

Just a little bit of support
in adversities
Acceptance of imperfections
Sans insecurities

Just a little bit of desire
to live life together
Comforting feeling of warmth
in the coldest weather


Just a little bit of love
not indifference, please
To make the tiny moments
Full of beauty and peace


Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Keep Calm and Respect Everyone



Obesity and malnourishment are both diseases. Stay fit.
Extremism and indifference are both too! Stay logical.

 

Feminism is not extremism.
I am a feminist. I think in many ways women need empowerment.
I am a feminist. I think in many ways men need empowerment too.
I am a feminist. I refuse to take anyone's offer of seat, unless in dire need.
I am a feminist. I always offer my seat to an old person/ kid or someone in need.
I am a feminist. I love opening doors for men, women, children, everyone.
I am a feminist. I respect non-working men, working men, non-working women, working women, girls, boys, everyone and their choices.
I am a feminist. I think it's perfectly okay for a woman to ask someone out.
I am a feminist. I think it's plain stupid when, at a dinner, men pay for women.
I am a feminist. I don't think women are better than men.
I am a feminist. I don't think men are better than women.
I am a feminist. Separate queues for women baffle me.
I am a feminist. And I believe in the following:


Respect men. Don't worship them, don't demean them. Let them be.
Respect women. Don't worship them, don't demean them. Let them be.
Respect children. Don't worship them, don't demean them. Let them be.
Respect people. Don't worship them, don't demean them. Let them be.


Monday, March 2, 2015

In Search of Peace.



I lie down flat on my double bed, too much comfort, a glass of cool water, the whole room to myself with more than I could ask for. A room full of possibilities. The only thing I have to do is get up and work or learn or just show a little enthusiasm. But here I lie, procrastinating. Every day. Lazing around in luxury.

And there are kids, out there, right now, who are scourging for items in the garbage dumps; deprived of schooling, food and basic things that I have taken for granted all my life. What have I done to deserve what I am reaping? Zilch. What have those kids done to be deprived of their basic necessities? Each child deserves to get access to opportunities, like you and I got.

I vow. I am not going to die without having done at least the tiniest bit to bridge this unfair gap. I am just too directionless to start alone. Is there anyone out there who wishes to take this forward? Anyone with any thoughts on this? Anyone?





Friday, February 13, 2015

Somya, do it.


Swimming against a high tide
No matter what strength you muster
you'll be swept away
Try all you want
there's always more water,
more tides you have to overcome
Mastering the ocean, are we?
Single-handedly?

Underestimating the mighty ocean
and overestimating your tiny self
Not knowing, not realizing
the ocean relents to those
who bear relentlessly, its lashes
again, again, time and again

It can get cruel, the ocean
unforgiving, and unfair
overbearing, the mighty ocean
Your cries, your fights
will hit deaf ears,
for the ocean has no use for
petty cribbings

Many come with puffed-up egos
Get burnt by the harsh waters
Die, defeated, debris
and that's how the shores are made

To reach to the center and
dance in tornadoes
you need to be tough
and keep swimming
one more lap
and another

You had a dream you said?
Then what the hell are you tired of?
Buck the f*k up!