And then I lit

It was dark,
I kept wondering why,
tightly shut with biting rust of time.
It was cold,
as cold as it could be,
a scary chill ran through me.
The ceiling was damp,
and time came to a still,
there at a distance was a locked window sill.
When I opened my eyes,
the dream passed away,
was it a dream or my inner state?
I filled my eyes with the ray that lit my room,
and allowed it to seep, deep within.
when I closed my eyes the very next day,
the doors were ajar,
and destiny lit my way.

A small step towards being humane...

It makes me wonder why is it that being born a human, we tend to forget how important it is to respect humanity, why do we get so busy, that we do not get time to wipe a tear rolling down someones eyes, why is that our colour makes us believe that we are superior than the rest, why do we become intolerant towards someones customs and ridicule them, just because we do not dress up the same way, why is it that caste and creed become higher than the value of human beings, why is it that we being human fail to understand the pain of fellow human beings, why is it that we are so preoccupied with our own self that it makes us feel that we are the only ones who have the right to live, why is it that money becomes more important than the lives of several human beings, why can't a tear be exchanged with a smile, why has humility become such a rare commodity, possessed only by a few.......
History has it that human beings have been the greatest enemies of fellow humans, a brother has killed a brother, a father has been disowned by his sons and a poor man has been illtreated by the rich. Times changed and so did the world but till date the devil seems to work with full force and we abide without raising our voice or putting an end to it.
Among many sections in society, one that is suffering without a reason just for the sake of the selfish gains of a handful are the rare tribes of the world. People of these tribes have a close knit society, with their own laws and a different way of living, they might not be 'civilised' in the conventional sense of the word, but are self sufficient to lead a happy life and far better than the ones who call themselves civilized but indulge in savagery. They are not in touch with the outside world and thats what makes them all the more unique. But for them, as it has been for many others, peace does not have a long life..there have been intrusions from the outside world making it difficult for them to live in their natural habitat. Their numbers are depleting and they are dying of epidemics , because they are not immune to the diseases from the outside world, this is why they immediately catch infection, if exposed to people who do not belong to their tribe ..like you and me.
"Over one hundred tribes in the world choose to reject contact with outsiders. They are the most vulnerable people on the planet. Many of them are living on the run, fleeing invasions of their land by colonists, loggers, oil crews and cattle ranchers. They have often seen their friends and families die at the hands of outsiders in unreported massacres or epidemics.
Terms like stone age and primitive have often been used to justify the persecusion or forced developement of tribal people, the results have always been catastrophic." For them the earth is their mother and they abide by the laws of nature and we the so called developed souls of the world have exploited nature and have ruin natural habitats in the name of developement and the sad part is that the state of our ruthless endeavours has become from bad to worse.
Today when I hear of people being killed in the name of religion, region, colour...my faith in humanity dwindles all the more, but as they say that after the end of a dark tunnel theres always light, in the same way there are people in the world who are leaving no stone unturned to make this world a better place, and I am happy that I have come across such people and their endeavours have left an everlasting impression on my soul. One such person and a fellow blogger whom I would like to mention is Mr. Maithri ( http://www.soaringimpulse.com/) a medical doctor living in Melbourne Australia. He has indeed been a real angel and has been working to improve the plight of the people in Swaitland.
Swaitland is a country with highest prevalence of HIV in the world, and 10% of its population consists of orphaned children. Through his posts I learnt how if we want and have the will to, we can be the change...a change that can lead to the creation of a happy world, where peace resides and if one is in pain many stand up to be the healing balm.
Wherever we are, in whatever part of the world, even if we are concerned about the plight of the people in our neighbourhood and help those who are in need, in any way possible, I am sure that our endeavour would indeed bring a change in society.
When God made this world, he made everything with loads of love and care and now its our duty to retain that love and spread it towards the dark corners..to rekindle life.
"Where theres darkness, let there be light."

The right side of the window

Sometimes life seems to be like a parent and we like a child lying in a crib.When we cry, it makes us laugh with its tactics, like parents do when they shake a musical toy in front of a crying infant. Such are the ways of life that every tear is absorbed with a sponge of joy, and sometimes happiness exchanges its place with a pearly bed of tears.When we get too self possessed, its then that life shakes us up, making us realise that there is more to this world than the darkness within,we need to open ourselves in such a way, that when we embrace life, its positivity seeps into our soul, setting a ray of hope inturn lighting up the darkness that ever existed, in a way that our light outshines the rays of the sun. Its easy to be sad, its easy to crib, its easy to blame ourselves or others for our faults, everything that should be kept out of our reach, is kept well within our limits...we do reach out towards negativity and it embraces us in a jiff, but we keep positivity well out of our reach, making it impossible for its light to fall on us. This indeed is the story of our life where the fear of the climax makes us turn away from the movie.
Life isn't an easy path, but there are flowers growing here and there, in a hurry to move ahead, we forget to glance at their beauty.Life is more than just a path, its a journey that has beautiful sights on its way, if there are thorns on one side, there are flowers growing on the other, we just need to be looking out of the right window :)

A Sacrifice it was..........

"When you go home, tell them of us and say,
for your tomorrow we gave our today."
Sacrifice, a word that has selflessness written all over it, a word which when comes into action, overpowers every other emotion. Its a word that pumps in the heart of the world, giving away whatever it has in a fraction of a second.Its indeed the warmest of all human emotions.Be it the sacrifice of a mother, or a soldier bearing the piercing winds, it can never be repaid, its a priceless jewel.

Some nurture a tomorrow by sacrificing their today,
for some a sacrifice is all that they can give away.
A smile, a laughter is bargained with a tear, the world then fills up with joy and cheer.
For all the sacrifices that the world has seen,
its the beauty of selflessness that makes them pritine.
And as I stand today wrapped with the glory of the years that went by,
a sacrifice it is that has smeared my joy,
it has sealed it with an unconditionally nurtured bond,
I'm left amazed, is it really human?
Is it true that without a word, a condition, or display,
It was a sacrifice that gave us all a secure today....
I owe my life to the silent sacrifice,
since without it,
...................the world would'nt have been alive.

The Call from within :)

Its amazing how certain things we come across, just leave a deep impact on our mind, so much so that it forces us to think about life and how God created each one of us to spread the message of love , in our own small way, making us aware of his existence in everything that we come across.
Yesterday I read an amazing story that made me realise, how beautiful certain emotions can be , that just by their very existence , life turns into an everlasting treasure.

This story happens to be an eye witness account from New York City.
On a cold day in December. A little boy about 10 years old was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold.
A lady approached the boy and said, "My little fellow, why are you looking so earnestly in that window?"
"I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes, was the boy's reply.
The lady took him by hand and went into the store and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and removing her gloves, knelt down and washed his little feet, and dried them with a towel. By this time the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the boy's feet , she purchased him a pair of shoes. She tied up the remaining pair of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said , "no doubt, my little fellow, you feel more comfortable now?"
As she turned to go, the astonished lad caught her by the hand , and looking up in her face, with tears in his eyes, answered the question with these words:
"Are you God's wife?"

I loved the story, as it made believe that the Almighty has blessed us with a heart which acts as
an instrument to spread his blessings in the world. But even while doing so, he left the choice on us....the choice to choose to be the one who spreads love and is compassionate.
God can bless anyone straightaway, but he decided to make our life valuable and all encompassing and hence he gave us a heart, which would give out a call from deep within. A call that would inturn inspire us to do something for others. There are many obstructions in the path of this call, these are the barriers that we give birth to, when we choose not to hear the call...
I hope and pray that whenever theres a call from within, our soul embraces it with open arms :)

mY wORLD!

Oh! My Country, I am overjoyed!
Overjoyed at the fact that you are my home,
You are my world for me, for sure,
You are like the fresh drops of dew,
I opened my eyes in your arms,
you are where I want to breathe my last,
I moved on you as a toddler and then embraced the unknown path ahead,
There were moments when some made me feel you're not mine,
The moments passed but I held on to you,
Oh! My country, this is just a bit of my love for you!
I will strive to make you shine one day,
We'll share together, whatever comes our way,
I'll always hold on to you, as you've always held on to me,
You are an essential part of my being...
and on this Independence Day when we'd celebrate our freedom together,
Love would resound through the beautiful words of joy,
Saare Jahan Se Accha, Hindustan Hamara:)

Words

Words...a string of pearls that can describe life like nothing can. When we fall short of words its the silence that speaks, but words do have their own way to find an opening. Our thoughts, our imagination, our sensibilities, everything gets a new life when expressed in a beautiful chain of words. Even when we have nothing, we have words to express our feelings and desires.
Words, and its in these words that we carve out a world of our own, unique and distinct in its own way, its words that open many unknown doors.....be it a dreams thats fulfilled, or a paradise thats lost, an unfulfilled wish or a lost abode........be it those who matter and those who hide...be it a fairy tale or a demon's advise.....be it flat on the face or a subtle expression..Words build up a fort of thoughts connundrum.
Words are but our soul mates for life, they fill up thoughts in an unknown void.