Empty words
Fill the air, water and sky
Pages fly

Tears splash
Waterproof souls
Oasisless sands
Spreads its wings
Covers us all...

Thoughts fly
No resting sky...
Nests are made

And broken...

Pieces of it
Call out n cry
Scream silently
N then die...

Nothingness
And isolation stay...

Love is raped
Hate prevails...

Plastic smiles
And tears
Go on and on...

The unpublished story

My dad calls me pari..an angel, the jewel of his eyes. My mom looks after all my small small needs. i love to sing and prance around the whole house. They look at me and smile.

But i am not a pari...not any longer. i am scared to move around the house..what if?...no, dont tell anyone...if you do, then dad wont love me anymore and mom will shut me outside the house... why? because he said so...

He used to take me around the house when mom was busy cooking food and then he would tell me stories..stories that i would love to hear again n again..but then...

i used to sit in front of the mirror for hours on end...combing my hair,smiling and looking the left side and the right...i hate the mirror that shows me my face now...i want to run away and hide...i dont want anyone to see me..

yesterday when i got back from school, there were a few guys who passed me by and said loudly- sexy! i asked mom and she said it was bad word..never use it again..How did the guys know about it...i did not say anything...that means everyone can see that i am bad, impure...oh!! where will i hide....

he said i deserved it...that i looked pretty..that i danced..that i invited attention...why didn't i wrap it up and hide from the rest of the world...he said if i tell anyone they would throw me away forever...

But i hated it, those crude hands...i want to scream..want to breakapart..but i cant...

why me? why why why me??

the pari's white dress has been dirtied like the gutter..her hair's uncombed...her dance has left her...she is holding on to the small threads...i am living ..but for how long...

"My tears don't fall, they drown my soul..."

Ways of the world...

From love to dogs...and well extending it to various other thoughts...
Some of you might have heard of the mauling of a small child by a group of dogs in banglore...atleast the media people had a field day at the expense of the grieving parents...And the solution? Kill all street dogs! Not just in Banglore but wherever they can be seen.
i am a dog lover and though i was sympathetic towards the parents who lost their child i found the reaction intolerable.It is this mob reaction that has gripped us all for ages now. And somehow i feel that we are becoming more intolerant and fanatical towards everything. Patience and analysing things with a cool head is something that we hardly see.Its easy to kill the dogs..they can just yelp but dont have their own voice or that of the media to speak for them.They dont have Unions to represent them...lawyers to fight for them.Those who try to protect them are called heartless to human pain. 'What if it was your own daughter?' is the justification behind it all.
And then we see terrorism. If one muslim is proven guilty a mob starts rioting and plans to eliminate all the so called terrorist. If a hindu destroys a religious monument the muslims blame all the hindus to have been behind it all.
i was told as a child that 'As you sow so shall you reap'..and we are sowing hatred everywhere...Its not consideration but revenge that we hear everywhere..Cricketers' houses are being damaged for playing badly...but does that help?
if i dont do well in my exams will my teachers go and hit my brother because he is of the same bloodline and one should teach him a lesson for having a stupid sister like me??!!!
But do people actually see the illogical logic behind the mob attacks and mass reaction?
They dont and people forget...but i just hope that there would be a few people left with this continuing way of the world...

Love...again!

i know its kind of cliche to talk about love...but for someone who is perpetually in love its difficult to think of anything better to start with!
whenever anyone talks about love there is a lurking mischief maker hiding around the corner who tries to make things difficult...and well that's commitment!...and do i despise that word!
i am among those who believe in free love...love people you want to..maybe one maybe two maybe hundred or more...how can anyone decide that it has to be that one single person,when there are so many people who have something or the other nice in them??
What is fidelity? What is the basis of all the moral talks that people have been teaching us for ages?
i find it very funny...i am not saying that one goes ahead and has frivolous relationships...but dont force that commitment tag on people...if your love is true it will stand the test of time and distance...if you hold on to it for the sake of keeping a promise..well god save you!