United by nation,divided by faith.

What a combination of boon and bane!
I have heard,
riots, violence and difference of opinions
are the reasons for bloodshed,
and it’s the diverse unity that brings about the peace.
It always made me wonder,
Is only unity in diversity keeping our nation intact?
Or there is something else that is working in favour of this idea abstract?
Putting on Sherlock’s hat I set to find,
What is it that keep unite and diverse bind.
After close observation,I was hit by a blasting truth.
It takes human + unity among diversity to bear peaceful fruit.
Now I got it,why unity always had a struggling time among the diverse people,
Coz we humans forgot to be it’s keeper.
If at all, we would have come to help unity.
Then the phrase would have been,

Dangerous weapon

We humans carry the most dangerous weapon.

It remain with us 24/7.
As believed,we are blessed to have it.
I would say, that’s the only point of difference between us and other spieces.
Prolonged thinking brought me to this inference.
It’s our thinking ability that worked in our preference.
Still wondering, how this weapon is link with our ability to think.
How about if I say,our head dictate our mouth when we speak.
What! don’t believe this point to be true.
Wait,I have an instance to prove.
Just imagine, you said,” Let’s go for a movie Dracula. 
When you meant to say,” Let’s go for a movie, Dracula.” 
If we go by these statements,
Be ready to get called as a patient.
Still believe that rivalry,enemity and hatred are the murderer of humanity.
No dear, they are the manifestation of ILL SPEECH delivery.
If bloodshed, outrage , given a chance to blame.
They would definitely say,”mind your tongue to stop this bloody game.”
Words and speech can make or break the person.
It’s on us how we are gonna use this weapon.

Love Diary

Twinkling stars brighten up the dark night.

Cool breeze gently brushes her sanguine cheeks,
 as it swept by her side.
Relishing the sweetness of mild wind.
She closed her eyes and was one with the nature’s sync.
This is the moment she always desired,
as it’s her time to be one with nature.
City noise is too much for her.
Starry night is like a sweet song to her ears.

Epistle to fear

Hello Mr. Fear,

You being an abstract feeling of sort,

Can shake the person to the core of the thought.

I have seen your every shade in the past.

You have the power that long for  last.

Yes, I admit,

I once got caught into your hold,

anxiety, panic, doubts,bouts of hallucinations.(Your highly anticipated offspring)

have stopped me time,and again to get back to my real self bold.

You almost tear me apart,

robbed my peace of mind and spirit to live my life like bindaas.

Wait! Don’t get too high,listening to your plus.

I, too am the adamant soul,that never learn to give up.

Looking for the ways to deal with you.

I heard the celestial voice guiding me through.

“No matter how strong the hold be,

You still have the power,to ground thy enemy” (said the voice.)

So Mr. Fear, 

I just wanna say, thank you for the intrusion in my life.

Allowing me to meet the new version of mine.

I agree with the fact that you being the feeling,

will always be the part of my life,

But let me tell you,

Mr. Fear,

You are not gonna win over me this time.

No grudges or complains against you,

Just heartfelt gratitude.

For the chance to discover,the new ability to deal with you.

Thanking you once again,

For opening my eyes.

‘Be your own savior’-

The precious mantra, I have realized













































































































































































My version of Love

A lady in her golden year,

waiting for her husband dear,

patiently eyeing his usual route,

to make sure her hubby come safely soon.

This is how I have seen love

and come to the terms, this is true love.

A matron’s reverence was too high,

to skip her meal without a sigh,

it’s her way of showing fidelity,

to her mister who went out without eating.

This is how I have seen love

and come to the terms, this is true love.

A sister who is away from home,

trying earnestly to reach her goal,

no matter what she comes across,

she will never miss to give me a call.

This is how I have seen love

And come to the terms, this is true love.

These few instances have widened my insight,

Hugs , kisses and I love you ,are not only the love signs,

Care, affections, consideration, and sacrifices,

are the acts by which true love gets defines.

On feminism

Hi! Myself FEMINISM talking to thee.

Today, I am here to wipe out the aversion you hold against me.
My inception was the reaction against the disparities in the society.
You can’t deny this fact, as the truth has already been told by the history.
It was thing of pride for me,
for I was the tool to bring about equality in the society.
With passing time things start to change,
I have been belittle with the derogatory remarks filled with rage.
My job was to uplift the women status.
Not to incite the other half to be a dominator.
Perhaps, it’s your talent of playing the game, ‘Who’s greater?’
And I am being labelled as man-hater.
I think, you are too intellect to understand,
for you are not being able to make sense.
It takes both the gender to work hand in hand,
for the peaceful existence of this mortal land.
If you have forgotten, let me remind you,
existence of both the sexes are equally important, that’s a universal truth.
Masculine and feminine traits, is what you are proud of ?
I can prove that one’s existence is futile without the other half.
If men are ruled by head, women are ruled by heart.
Now imagine a human body eliminating one of these parts.
O! How can I forget this,
even sperm and ovum has to unite to produce babies.
One is overpowering the other, is a misconception.
Solution to this problem is, communication.
If you want to continue with ‘Who is greater? fight,
carry on, as it’s your life.
But keep me away from your strife.
For God’s sake do not include me in your ‘Tom and Jerry’ fight.
Do remember me as an up lifter of oppressed women.
That’s why I am being called as FEMINISM.



such an universal gadget.
Holds the power to influence the people of all the traits.
Comes in varied version of plain, ruled and text in it.
Such humble a tool that it never discriminate.
Plain and ruled version are like a soul mates,
as it allows to pour out the feelings either in pictorial or in text format.
The one with the text in it,is the true confederate.
I bet, it will always be by our side,
provided how well we count it as our buddy intimate.

Tribute to Mother Earth

Heartfelt gratitude to

the birth-giver,nurturer,nourisher,
From where you get the strength to
When scavengers are trying unique way for you to exploit.
You being a giver, never let the pride get in your way.
Look at the masses,for they never leave the chance, to show themselves great.
No doubt, only a mother can thread such  perilous a path.
For this, I have nothing but a heartfelt gratitude for the Mother Earth.

Meet my friend

Meet friend of mine.

Always seen in his black and white tuxedo that shines.
He is a great lover of fishes and squids.
What makes him cute is his tapered body and his webbed feet.
You won’t find him in the hot regions like this.
His home is far away somewhere, where the weather is cold and freezing.
With feet apart ,he walks side by side,
and that’s what make him a cutie pie.
You have seen moon walk,cat walk,it’s in fashion after all.
Try doing his waddle walk to prevent yourself from fall.
A great lesson I have learnt from his advice.
Try waddle walk on a surface which is as slippery as ice.
No, it’s not that we have  ever met each other.
It’s a bond purely based upon respect and care I deeply harbour.
So far ,I have seen him through visual medium.
I promise to make my way to reach to his kingdom.
Meeting him would be a great delight for me.
I know not, how the meeting will be.
One  thing for sure I would want to do,
just wanna embrace him and say, meet my friend Pingu.