My literary section

Cause=>consequence=>Correction

2011-09-22T05:58:00.000-07:00

Complacency, although a sign of magnanimity
Human tendency belies misfortune.
For someone who yearns to aggrandize
A coercive hiatus darts and shatters.
Although birds of same feathers only flock
All birds do aspire to fly!
Consecrated not as holy but solitary
Hardens pliancy and nurtures reprehensibility.
Vicissitudes can beleaguer and deter.
Transforming it into self pity or serendipity
"Lies in the eyes of the beholder",
Is a plausible way to find solace.
Had I made my first decision obstinately,
I needn't be suffering abstemiously.
Its indeed afflicting receiving affront
But to retrospect and introspect
Is the maneuver to grapple.
To err is human,
To correct is the fruition!

Note:
Thank you for taking your time off to read my 100th poem:)

For those who just had the experience of reading a jargon, here's the dictionary :D I just wanted to use up all these words into my emotion, n apologies for making it abstruse:)
1.Complacency-satisfaction with one's own situation 2.magnanimity-noble 3.aggrandize-increase the power or reputation 4.coerce- to force someone to do something 5.hiatus-a break or gap in a continuous series. 6.consecrate-set apart for a holy purpose 7.pliancy-flexibility 8.reprehensibility-an act that deserves criticism 9.vicissitudes-change of luck or circumstances 10.beleaguer-attack 11.deter-discourage from one's action 12.serendipity-fortunate occurrence of events 13.plausible-superficial 14.solace-comfort in distress 15.obstinate-to not yield under pressure 16.abstemious-not self indulgent 17.afflict-hurting 18.retrospect-to look into past events 19.introspect-to examine one's own thoughts 20.maneuver-skilful movement 21.grapple-to deal with a problem 22. fruition- fulfillment of hope or plan

"Mom"- our family's super woman!

2011-05-04T05:30:00.000-07:00

Leaping before looking, we fell into the deep well
Only believing that All's well that ends well.
The darkness inside, you dared at night
Scampering around and mustered all your might.
Those tireless days you did endure
And sleepless nights you spent for maneuver.
Arrows from all sides against us darted-
"Excellent! We can attack in any direction!",you said.
Although humor subtle and fear intensified,
We snuggled tight and in unison prayed.
God seldom appeared to grant weapon
But for every effort gave a lesson.
Lessons about lies and truth, life and death;
It rained ceaselessly and thundered fearfully.
The bright colors were washed away
And true colors of friends and foe exposed.
Gracious god guarded from going astray
Although could we have in the floods drowned.
You made a boat and in it we sailed,
Storm was fierce and threatened to sink.
You made a yacht and we spite the storm;
Weather was bad and waves showed high,
God was by, and anxiously we did sigh.
He seldom stopped the storm or the rain
But taught construction of boat to always reign.
Boat kept swaying and journey was scared,
Even in summer you often got seared.

Time pushed us into water & we lost the boat:
You caught a ship's hull and we caught you.
You were heavier, yet you held hard,
Your hands turning red, you still held.
One day we reached the shore
And peacefully inhaled the free air.
As a super woman who never let us drown,
You look back at the journey to make a frown.
I look at the ships and optimistically point-
"A ship is always safe at the harbor,
But that's not what its built for!!!"
Lets stoop and collect the tools and debris,
At harbor, we're assigned to build a ship,
Remember, we too can save a drowning sailor
For god's kindness are meant to share
And never forget to look before you leap!

Dedicated to my mom

A Boy's Love Letter

2011-02-14T07:25:00.000-08:00

Your tone is mellifluous as a flute
Oh honey! On you I dote.
Out of my vocabulary n repertoire flow,
A poetry reflecting my heart's glow.
Even my ostentatious lilt dissolves into silence
As I swallow my words in love menace.
Elevated into a world of frenzied fantasy
I'm blinded 'n' hovered by exciting ecstasy!
Earth shrinks into a marble, glossy,
And my love magnifies into a canopy.
Sea and sky blends into a horizon,
Blend our love to spawn eternal passion.
The stars wait to adorn your presence
When you smile yielding bliss ambiance!
Come make me exclusively yours
Lets feel the magic of heavenly hours!

Every girl's love story

2011-01-09T00:30:00.000-08:00

She lifted her head as gently as the morning flowers and shot a glistening look at the sky and said, "Tell your stars that I'm your moon." Sky still remained still. As the stars grew brighter each day, she dissolved day by day and one fine day, she was gone. Sky was still jeweled by stars and he was still happy. The next day there was a storm and the stars vanished swiftly leaving behind the empty sky. A crescent came evolving. There she stood - "moon". She stood by him all through the thunder and lightning. Climate changed, the night was warm and the twinkles were back in form. She wasn't unusual though. She was still crescent, still fragile, still white and still pure! She gently let the clouds pass through her and minutely motioned through her rotation. Her father sun, gave her light to light the dark sky eternally. She did not ask the sky again nor did he echo it around. But everyone knew the truth. Down on earth, a mother pointed out at her and said,"Darling look at the moon" and fed dhal rice into her baby's mouth.

Master Breeze and Humble Grass

2010-12-21T07:45:00.000-08:00

Are these wizards of the wavery land
Or dance from the triggered wand?
They turn implicitly towards Him;
Breaking the monotony of the day
Lost in solitude they gently sway.
Has He jinxed or hypnotized them?
That they dare not break their regime!
He wanders leisurely across the globe
Travels leisurely as long as he likes his probe.
He brings back desiderata for their food
And again glide on them as strong as his mood.
As summer, autumn, spring & winter in close,
They realize their master was rightly chose.
When Christmas presents are due
He timely brings them as dew.
When He's faced with hardships of humidity
He appeals to the heavens & settles in clouds:
To save them from scorching fiery
He runs down to earth with fury
Not empty handed, but with clouds' treasury.
He fills them to quench their thirst
And once their desiderata for food fulfilled,
He glides on them as strong as his mood.
They rustle & chortle sarcastically at his attention
Yet as GRASS humbly obey their master Breeze with passion!

Endhiran, The Robot.

2010-10-03T02:51:00.000-07:00

Review:
Endhiran, the Robot is expected to be one of the masterpieces of Indian movies, atleast for Tamil film Industry. In terms of technology, graphics and magnificence, the movie has done full justice and accomplished its goal. Rajini Kanth, as a robot plays the "center of attraction role" in the movie. This is definitely a different movie for Rajini as he deviates his character and body language from his usual style of his former movies. But the title and theme is given more emphasis than the usual "hero-heroine" emphasis of Tamil movies. If you are there, wanting the superficial stunts and the-good-boy role of heroes, expecting Rajini as all in all, its not the kind of movie you are anticipating. The Robot takes the center stage, dominating the movie, being empowered by his title role. Or if you were a person lost in the mesmerism of Ash's beauty in her previous movie "Jeans" under Shankar's direction, this movie cannot promise to bring back the same doll because Jeans was shot in her 20's when beauty was at her most dazzling stage but yes, the goddess of beauty Ash, does stay health wise fit and right for her age, a matter to be optimistic about. The point is that the movie seldom is written for the hero-heroine, but for the theme of the story. So, its not a sensation because of Super Star or beauty queen, but because of a science fiction directed in a neat way. Some things like the Robot returning back, assembling back its partial parts even after chopping off its parts appear incredible and a little bit superficial, but it sure does create the inspiration for students to know more about Robotics and programming!
Movie Summary:
Vasegaran(Rajini Kanth) is a scientist aiming to make a Robot to dedicate to the Indian Army and successfully accomplishes in making it, considering it to be his life time achievement. But his professor is jealous about his cognizance and rejects the Robot during its evaluation just for the fact that it can neither possess nor understand human feelings. Vasegaran takes this as a challenge and incorporates all such features in the Robot and feels proud. But here starts the trouble, for it starts loving his girlfriend Sana(Aishwarya Rai) and tries to kiss her. But Sana tries to make him understand that it is against law and the Robot walks away innocently in pain. Vasegaran gets pissed up when it attempts to kiss her and in ire chops it into pieces and throws it in the trash. Professor(villain) tries to contact it in virtual call, but manages to search for it in the trashes and remakes the same Robot incorporating an additional destruction chip inside it. The Robot begins destruction and the story goes about how they manage to control and destroy the Robot. The story is the same old concept that is told and retold in English movies, but the attempt for impeccable and spectacular making is commendable.

Phases of a Woman's Life

2010-08-28T05:25:00.000-07:00

As a bud she leaps out of the womb
To behold her first sunlight.
Encased with love and ready to delight-
The world with her tranquility.
She germinates with fragility & exquisitely
And blooms with redolent fragrance.
Nestled & rejoiced, reflects her vigilance;
Clandestinely she begets her inflammation
In her transformation from worm to butterfly,
Diluting her nonchalance with ameliorating pulchritude.
To pollinate she flies, aroma too encompassed
To dec her beehive with honey.
As a Queen Bee she infuses reverence
From her family with weapon of patience.
To cascade her love and sustain her maneuver of goodness,
Another angel debuts the Earth
From her womb to get her first sunshine!

"Individuality" Confiscated

2010-05-10T06:23:00.000-07:00

Flight disabled for a duck;
Deciphers eagle is superior?
Or swimming refrained for eagle
Unravels the duck's eminence?
Water analogously domiciles fish and crane
Can the crane inhabit in a fish tank?
Or can the fish switch into amphibian?
Water, an indispensable part of life!
Should we all become aquatic then??
Engineering,a mania for blind people,
Magnet for herd mentality
And an insult for individuality!
B.E=Brain Extinction or Burden Endless!
Look at me!
I ain't a cub, but a cat!
Hold it!Should I discomfit??
Cubs cant mew,I can!!
Unique by purpose, not by size
Superior by nature,not physique.
[Want proof? Dare cuddling cubs!]
Every rain drop was once invisible moisture,
My potential is mere untapped treasure.
Or give me back my wings!
Let me fly in the unobstructed air
With nose high and workaholic pleasure!
Not as a monkey with garland,
But as an oviparous crow with stick
[A paltry looking tool]
To build my majestic nest!
Put me in my residence
I need to break my reticence
Not to grumble, not to sigh,
But out of the cage to freely fly!!

Get Me Back Home!

2010-04-25T03:45:00.000-07:00

MY CHILDHOOD HOME-MY SCHOOL
My aesthetics have dimmed,
Into the civilization of another society
Am I driven and drifted.
From sorry, thank you and please,
To hit, ransack and run away...
From discernment,share and love
To lust,disloyalty and cheat...
In an adulterated world of falsehood
Where no righteousness nor ethics stand
Am I toppling unsteadily
With miscellaneous emotions whirling
"Get me back home!",I scream.
Once a safe home - 'school'
Never pursues to be your life long home.
Yes, the reality I do perceive.
Pushes me away, the rattling wind of time.
Dare I to walk against the wind
Which billows beckoning tempest
Inching me from determination to ambivalence.
For perseverance I pray
And never yielding I do stay.
To be a Roman in Rome
Or retain my identity in all phases?
I interrogate the light in me.
Light is to break the darkness
So is my remit to crack the trials
And come out of my shell of worry
With more insight than injury.
I wished I could get back home...

Ain't A Born Engineer..

2010-03-05T06:54:00.000-08:00

Semaphores and virtual machines,
Software and programming aren't in my veins.
I ain't a couch potato or a vidiot,
To discomfit I ain't a born engineer!
Era of computers might roll
Realms of bullions might IT rule
"Pen is mightier than the sword"
Nothing can neutralise the power of words!
Wordsworth's nature romance enchant me,
Potter's fantasy world enthrall me.
Born to reach out for the skies,
I'm a literature buff
With the power to innovate my world
And lead everyone into my magic land.
Oh Frost! I hadn't taken,
"The Road Not Taken".
Lost in the maze,
I scamper through the darkness.
Light at the end of every tunnel?
Oh guiding light!
Shed thy radiance to cross the hurdle
And successfully herd the cats
Engendering to triumphantly execute my remits.

Seasons Of life

2009-12-04T07:36:00.000-08:00

When I was in a berserk,
Imminent to let out a tantrum,
Billowed with uncanny conundrum,
The coronet of patience fortified me.
Triggered and tormented by prima donna
I let fate's snowflakes cover me.
Shivering in the doom of winter
It wasn’t cushy not to malevolent
The frost bites engendering snowflakes.
Indeed tis asinine to ambush the flakes.
Using the snow to build an Igloo
Was the cognizant decision to make
I let fate confiscate my voice
And kismet bequeath the verdict.
As the snow got thicker and thicker
My igloo got more and more potent.
I summoned God as the magistrate
As his sight is unfaltering n impeccable.
Nor did He dare breach my trust!
Under His igloo arms, snuggled I fearlessly,
Ignoring the awry of the weather.
Days faded away, seasons altered
The perfume of blossoms, blossomed me,
It was conspicuous I saw Spring.
Comprehended I, that seasons seldom stagnate
And that for the next winter I must equip.
Circumstances begets you versatile,
Trials spawn you valiant,
Only God permeates you thro’ everything.

Contended before death

2009-10-20T00:27:00.000-07:00

It was a dark night. The atmosphere was still, noiseless. The day had been tiresome. I was out of fuel, tired and exhausted. I looked around, it was dense and dark. I was lost and homeless. I had lost all the energy, yet I had little hope that kept me moving. I was feeling very hungry. I kept moving up and down with a blurred vision. Amidst the dark, I spotted a dim light. Since my vision was blurred, I reckoned the light appeared dim to me. I had no idea of the distance, but the existence of a light only struck like a spark to my hope. Clueless of how long it would take me to get there, with great effort I made my way. As I kept nearing, the light seemed to become bigger and brighter. After all I was right!It was a residence!I peered in through the window. I just couldn't take my eyes off what I saw! It was a beautiful young lady! I conceived she was sweet. Her pinkish and glowing cheeks beckoned me.Contend brimmed me with the instinct that my journey had after all not been in vain. I cautiously entered her room, still with eyes fixed on what I saw. Without a second thought I hastened towards the lovely cheeks which beckoned me. In an excitement I gave her a love bite! She screamed! I hid under her bed. Her husband rushed, she complained him of what her senses told her. He looked around, but couldn't spot me. He whispered to her and left the room. I chuckled in victory. In joy, I set for a peaceful night's sleep under her bed. Suddenly I sensed an odour. It was a kind of smoke. I was suffocating. It was stimulating me to faint. I immediately turned towards the window sill. The windows were closed. I realised the horror of the situation. I knew what was happening. Although it was time for me to die, I was contended that I had my stomach filled before death. Like every other helpless mosquitoes, I let myself die in the smoke of the mosquito coil!

Freedom Fighters

2009-09-25T06:05:00.000-07:00

Respite and resent, war and truce

Were the part and parcel of the great “Those”

Informidable grit, patience and elegance

Are footprints that we still reminisce.

Unity in diversity and the mosaic of cultures-

Are the lore and lessons we did infer

From the bottom up, to stoop and build

They paved the way for a nation developed

Air of freedom, soil of fraternity

Are the sweet fruits we reap

From the farmers of our nation called “Freedom Fighters”.

Amidst the nonchalance and hassle

Battling in strife for justice,

Our heroes waded through the foggy times.

Their memoirs could disappear into oblivion

But the fruit of their strife, still cascade to each progeny.

Reminiscing them in my journey of life,

Take I pleasure to say Jai Hind!!!

Mother

2009-08-09T05:33:00.000-07:00

Pulchritude of tenderness, queen of patience
Is just not what mother has pertinence
She removes the nonchalance
By radiating her genial
Akin the Santa in the winter
And christmas amidst rigorous cold.
She basks her home sunshine
And decs the family with her smile.
Like hedgerows she repress
Although like rose she delights.
The princess is her world
Whose shaping she chores.
She donates her vigilance
From the fragile epoch
Till the mellow state of the child.
She fills the downstream of heart
With the waterfall of her love
And nurtures her children with ineffable love
The ray of her nobility
Could change even the incorrigible
And incredibly erase the indelible.
With the might of love and awe of fervor
She marks the path to move mountains.
A teacher, lover and friend in just one soul!
God's messenger to deliver a soul
Into the planet earth and execute his remit
Of taking care of his new creation efficaciously,
She is the ruler of world and heaven!
A tribute to all angels of earth - "mothers"!

Soothing Fraternity

2009-07-19T08:09:00.000-07:00

A warm breeze in summer,
The sweetest perfume of blossoms in spring
A tepid coat in winter
An incredible force to bliss at every moment bring.
Invisible, yet ineffable
Though miles may lie between,
The exchanged affection being indelible
Never can distances screen
One another's love
For this affable special bond
Proves unbreakable, everlasting and above
When flows into the rapport filled pond
And blends with the river of intimacy
Quenching people's thirst for true discernment
Replacing any agony with ecstacy.
A soothing ointment
To any heartbreak mend;
A warm hug in need,
And ever-stretching out helping hand
Plenty of energy does it feed.
Love and understanding are its seeds,
Which reaps a fruitful harvest.
Envy and misunderstanding being its weeds,
Creates a cacaphony of the worst.
Yet true fraternity never dies
And in one-another's heart forever lies..........

Nature's Beauty

2009-07-06T06:19:00.000-07:00

As the ball of honey dips into the silver lining
The white sheep stroll lazily n come swimming
As the honey dissolves in the gleam
The red wine cascades out as a stream.
As the glowing silver coronet radiates a smile at its curvature
The sparkling splendors honor the party yonder.
While it goes unnoticed by the busy machines under
For the lack of panorama in an urban area
O Keller! Fail I to honor thy words."
To peer out through the windows of my soul
Stunned by nature's grandeur game of rise and fall

2009-06-10T05:37:00.000-07:00

Come back to me

I feel like battling against as a warrior,
Fighting in strife for justice.
But there lies a barrier
A wall of prejudice.
The wound of love
Is greater than the mark by a foe.
"Betrayal"--"You too Brutus?!"
You dared to slaught my heart of trust?!
Injustice and disloyalty enveloped you
As loyalty and innocence blindfolded you.
My love for you was unadulterated.
It was the purity of fraternity
And the vanity of harmony
That comprised the miscellany
of my faithful fraternity.
I hide my tears
When I tell your name
But the pain in my heart
Is still the same!
Am I to brand you--
"Those are sour grapes!"
Because I couldn't reach you?
Come back to me, wont ye?
My unadulterated fraternity.............

Darkness O'er Her

2009-06-06T05:46:00.001-07:00

The light of my life is dwindled,
As a candle, she is put off.
She melted herself outputting her glow;
The fluid she emitted was tears I believed
But finally twas the melting wax I conceived.
The wax from the heat of her glow
Had melted, bringing her down.
Had it not been merely the heat of the glow
But of the destructive and incorrigible one!
"For want of a nail, a shoe was lost,
For want of a shoe, a horse was lost!"
For want of enlightment, a brain was lost,
For want of brain, a soul was lost!
unwarranted agony dissolved her harmony
Superstition enveloped her literacy.
the scenario was swathed with wads of mist
Under the cloudy snow she let herself bury just.
Blind mentally, she drove astray
Envisaging yet ignoring her imminent awry.
her vehicle hit the dead end
And she lay dead in the journey of life.

This poem is written about my aunt who passed away a year ago. She died of tuberculosis, having denied to take treatment for the fear of an injection!!

2009-05-17T03:49:00.000-07:00

I Made A Mistake[Just rhyme, fun one]
I went to the bathroom to have a bath,
I made a mistake.......and slipped on the path!

I went to the school to learn some rhyme,
I made a mistake......and was caught for not reaching in time!

I went to the terrace to salute the sun,
I made a mistake........and landed on the bin!

I went to granny's house to give her company,
I made a mistake...and was fired for not having looked after mummy!

I went to the refrigerator 2 eat the chocolates yummy,
I made a mistake......and ended up aching my tummy!

I went to the market to get some cabbage,
I made a mistake.......and was carried away in the vegetable carriage!

I went to the doc' for getting some treatment,
I made a mistake.........and tore my garment!

I went to the church to marry Jane,
I made a mistake.......she turned out to be a nun!

I went to the party to meet my friends,
I made a mistake.......and was made clammy with cakes and buns!

I went to Roja's house to play,
I made a mistake.....she began to bray!

I went to the kitchen to have some tea,
I made a mistake....and drank the ghee!

I went to the window to see the bright ray,
I made a mistake......and got locked inside all day!

I went to the teacher to learn some Math,
I made a mistake..........and fell into the boiling froth!

2009-05-17T03:42:00.000-07:00

I Fear not for He will Leave me not
Neither can anything to me harm,
Nor will I be tempted by worldly charm;
Determined will I stand firm
Even in rain, snow or severe storm.
Always will I stay alarm
And in a quandary remain calm.
In a stress will I receive soothing balm
And when things go wrong, easily it darn;
Though small as a worm Or smaller than a germ
Even in blazing fire will I not burn
Or in difficulties apprehend and run.
Will I fear not even in a war if I stand unarmed
When dearest Lord I'm snuggled under thy precious arms!

Boyfriends and girlfriends

2009-05-09T08:32:00.000-07:00

"Boyfriends and girlfriends"; there, I've caught all the youngsters' attention. In today's world, having bfs and gfs seems to be a mania and a fashion. At age 17, it does not seem to matter if you have excelled in the academics in the final year of schooling, but if you have got a bf/gf. People who havent, are considered to be odd. They develop afeel of being out of the crowd. They get a shilly-shally if they are eccentric if they dont do what their peers do. This bubbles up with the false impressions created by the movies. "Love at first sight", "No caste nor creed for love", "Love bloomed in seconds", along with catchy, yet less practical punch dialogues by popular actors deceives and corrupts the minds of the viewers, because of which the youth dont even get to understand the distinction between "love" and "infatuation". Being obssessed about a paramour, the crazy feel of being ready to jump from a hill top, tearing one's hand with a blade, getting written an eve4rlasting mark of his/her name on the body IS NOT LOVE. Those are simply signs of infatuation. Knowing a person completely, getting to know his/her strength, weaknesses, vices ans virtues and still having a rapport in the relationship and a harmony between the hearts, with an assurance that he/she will lead a harminious life with his/her spouse IS LOVE. The concept of having a crush might be enchanting. But once, one comes out of it after having had crush he/she will realise how foolish they had been. But when they do, it might be too late, for, it might have costed their time, thinking and sometimes een life! Pre-marital sex might be charming. But its aftermath would be too painful[physically and mantally] to bear. One might have to face dangerous and incurable diseases like AIDS, pregnancy before marriage and other unspoken problems. Once the character is lost, then everything else will be lost. After all, will all these be worth the time? Arent we all born to accomplish something? "Love" is not a sin. But it relies on who does it. One cannot get a true love between the age of 16 and 20, when only then one seeks an identity for himself/herself and in the proces of knowing the real outside world. It is rightly said, "Appearances are deceptive" and "Look before you leap". A handsome guy and an ugly girl neednt be the same at heart. The former might turn out to be a devil while the latter might turn out to be an angel. "So how do I overcome the temptation? It is all age factor that tempts us towards such things" might be the immediate thought that pops up in one's mind. A clear understanding of truth and reality can help achieve thet. An awareness of the sexually transmitted diseases and the problems caused by it is necessary. Whenever you get to see someone as your bf/gf try to answer these questions.
1.Have I attained the age of marriage?[If no, why should you think of choosing your life partner now?]
2.Do I know this person completely?[If no, the feeling you have developed is surely infatuation]
There is nothing wrong in checking out his/her caste[If you have belief in it] for life and love are going to be the same when it comes to chosing your life partner. If you are certain that you have developed an infatuation towards a person, then these are the queries to be answered:-
1.Is it going to be worth my time?
2.Will it lead to any danger?
Whenever you get the feel of having pre-marital sex, then answer these
1.Will I be able to face pregnancy before marriage?[If its a female]
Will I be able to face dangerous diseases like AIDS, gonorrhea and chlamydia?
Sometimes one might be under the illusion of having had a protected sex. But if the sperm guard fails, they will be compelled to face unspoken problems. So teens and youngsters, have all these in mind and lead a secured and disciplined life. Dont forget - "Attitude determines your altitude" and hence "Look before you leap"!

2008-10-30T09:35:00.000-07:00

THE SHOOTING STAR
The sunshine broke the darkness of the room and crept silently inside. Something was glistening in the beam. It revolved, split up into colourful rays and then rejoined. It was a magical ring. It floated in the air and landed below a beautiful foot of a young lady. Her lips were like that of pomegranate skin, her cheeks were sprayed with the pinkish orange of dawn. A pair of diamond studs took the pride of dwelling on her ears. She wore a white, silky, self-designed gown with a smart bough in the hip region of it. Her eyes and eyelashes opened like peacock feather and a ray was emitted from her eyes. It hit the wall and a passage was formed and the magical ring floated behind her. It lead into a dark space. “What do the heavens say?”, she questioned. “They await your command my goddess”, replied a humble voice. “Let the mission begin.” “At your service. I shall give them your word.” She turned to her right and smiled and the beam from her smile emitted a silvery face. “Moon, you may start your remit as well”, she commanded and he bowed in turn. She caught the floating magical ring and dropped it down. Down on earth, two children Meena and Sona lay on the terrace admiring the galaxy. “Wow, the milky way looks awesome!” “Yeah Sona, look at the moon’s brilliance. There could be nothing greater." “Children!”, interrupted a voice. “Money has the greatest power. I can have that moon under my feet with money in my pocket!” “Mother!”, gasped Sona while Meena’s eyes expressed startle. “Meena, Harish uncle is the richest man in our area. I once happened to see his huge house while passing by with mom”, said Sona. ''Yeah mom has told me also that there is nothing that his house doesn’t have. I reckon there are many toys and play kit, may be, ones, better than ours in there,” replied Meena. Mrs. Rama Ragesh’s eyes showcased a glitter and the children rolled their eyeballs towards the direction of her gaze and the glitter reflected in their eyes too. “It’s a shooting star! Dad has told that it has the power to make our dreams come true." " Lets ask it to grant us everything that Harish uncle’s house has.” “Well said children. Not just that, pray that we inherit everything from them. Why should they have it? After all we’ve only seen the shooting star n only we deserve all the riches!,” exclaimed Rama. “Ok mom”, said the children in agreement and the three prayed in unison. “Honey, its bed time, put the children to bed”, cried a male voice from below and soon Meena, Sona, Rama and Ragesh were on their beds, fast asleep. The silence of the dawn was broken by the awakening alarm of the cock. It was a beautiful day with the debut of spring. Fresh perfume entered the room and awoke the members of the room with its fragrance. The cool drops from the shower poured on Rama’s body as she traveled her soap from her shoulders to fingers. She slowly motioned it on her neck and cascaded it downwards. She was admiring her shape and enjoying her bath. Tired of waiting, Ragesh left the house in hunger. Finally, Rama finished her long bath, let the children to take their shower and entered the room to dress up. She sprayed her favourite perfume under her arms and wore an attractive saree. Her eyes fell on the kitchen. She felt too lazy to cook and ordered four pizzas. She and her children finished up their delicious meal and finally Rama decided to call her husband for breakfast. She picked up the phone and rang up to his mobile. “Rag, I have ordered pizza for you. So be a good boy and come home to eat.” “Why not?! I’m deliriously happy now! I have won Harish’s riches in gambling. Its all ours now!!” “Ours!!!! You are a genius honey! Muah.. lets party together” “Yeah, I’ll be right back”. Rama’s heart overflowed with joy. “Children, we’ve got Harish’s riches!”. She kept walking hastily in and around the house in excitement. “Now we can have all their toys!”, exclaimed the children. The doorbell vibrated their excited hearts and Rama opened the door to receive Ragesh. “Come, lets move on to Harish’s house, I mean our house!." Rama packed all their lodgings and the four left for their new home. The new house was quite big, with myriad rooms. The showcase was filled with medals and intricate statues and the wall contained artistic paintings. Rama hastily entered Mrs.Sahana Harish’s room to investigate her wardrobe. It contained disparate designer wear, cotton and silk sarees inside which matching jewellery were placed for each. She tried them all and admired her beauty in the dressing table’s mirror beside the wardrobe, while the children were busy inspecting the toys in Ranga Harish and Ganga Harish’s room. Ragesh was busy swimming in their pool and the air was filled with enthusiasm. After a busy day of raiding the house, the four met up for dinner. Rama once again ordered food from outside and they enjoyed their feast. The four, opted for separate spacious rooms and laid down to sleep. The next morning, the house was filled with peaceful silence. Rama struggled to break her sleep. With no mood to even have coffee, she entered the bathroom to have her most yearned bath in a bath tub. She untied her clothes and comfortably snuggled inside the bath tub. She spotted a faint, purple bruise on her breast, that appeared like a mosquito bite. Grumbling about the mosquito menace and ignoring it, she had her pleasurable bath. She finished it and put on one of Sahana’s best clothes. The children raced into Ganga Harish’s room. Sona grabbed the alluring teddy bear and Meena tried to grab it from her. Meena pinched Sona, so that she dropped the teddy, but Sona’s hold was tight and in turn, she pinched Meena harder. Ragesh was joyous over the new acquired wealth and was happy that he could drink as much. Weeks passed. Rama’s breast felt hot and swollen. Then she felt a lump, a very rare occurrence for IBC patients. She rushed to the doctor. She was diagnosed and the doctor said “Unlike most breast cancers, IBC appears throughout the breast tissue, meaning there is usually no tell tale lump. Most of the time a mammogram or ultrasound does not detect the cancer. But you are lucky that both did. Come here for regular chemotherapy and I can assure you one out of six chances for your survival”. Rama was heart broken and she faintly walked into the car. She reached her house and stepped inside it to hear screams. “That’s my train toy!” “No, I’ve taken it from you and its mine now!” “POW!” “PUNCH!” “Shut up!”, yelled Rama and at once, silence was regained. With heavy heart, she sought her husband, but he wasn’t in a position to converse. He was unsteady with slurred speech and flushed face. He had been drinking all day. Depressed by her misfortune, she threw herself on the bed with tears rushing her eyes. The next day she arrived at the hospital for treatment. The doctor said, “An ultrasound and needle biopsy also identified cancer in three lymph nodes. You must take immediate treatment. This stuff spreads like fire” Rama began to take experimental drug followed by standard chemotherapy. In eight weeks, her tumor shrunk in half, but it began to grow again she had a mastectomy, which included the removal of 27lymph nodes. She reached home, after her day’s treatment. She found Ragesh over drunk and beating up the kids. She threw him aside and the kids yelled at her for leaving them alone with their drunkard father. Weak, mentally and physically, depressed and downcast, she went to bed. Unconsciously, in sleep, she kept mumbling “Why is my life in hell now? Why should I have so much of problems?” Suddenly a bright light appeared, which formed miscellany of colourful rays and a voice said, “You asked me to grant you everything that Harish and his family had right? Not just that, you wanted to inherit everything from them, leaving them with nothing behind, right? This is what they had. Harish had all riches. He was also a drunkard, his children used to keep fighting and his wife was a cancer patient. As per your wish, you’ve inherited everything from them and now, they are happy”. Rama sprang up to her feet with sweat pouring on her face. The next morning, she called upon Harish and Sahana and offered to give them back their riches. The couple was happy and agreed to it. She managed to take her children and her unsteadily walking husband to their old house. That night, she ran up to the terrace and began sobbing. She looked at the moon and said,”I’m…..I’m extremely sorry. I said I could have you at my feet with money. But now I can understand that pride goes before a fall and attitude determines my altitude”. She looked at the stars and said, “Please forgive me. I was greedy to ask for grabbing someone else’s riches. I admit my mistake. I was happier with what I had. Please take away my woe. I’m dying. I will never do it again. I will also help the poor. Please save me”. She bitterly wept and went down to sleep. The next morning, she woke up trembling. She felt chill, water on her face. “Honey, today I’ve made coffee for you. I kept calling you, but you were in deep sleep. That’s why sprinkled water on your face,” said Ragesh with a silly smile on his lips. “Thank you, I will cook your favourite tamarind rice today”. She heard Sona’s voice from the nearby room. “Here, Meena, use my pencil to draw. You can search yours later” Rama felt her heart light and got ready for her next session of chemotherapy. The doctor looked at her breast and said, “It’s a miracle! Your cancer has disappeared”. “No, doctor, my vices have disappeared!” “What??” With a smile, she left the hospital. "Children, there is nothing greater than love and humility," she said as they lay under the sky gazing at the milky way.

True Joy

2008-10-27T21:40:00.000-07:00

Intrigues wealth the mind
As rich people others find;
Coveting, out leaps the heart,
Wanting for bullions and note,
Longing for money and material,
Craving for gems and jewels;
Having swayed by worldly charm
Discouraged by one's ostentious terms.

For a moment pause.
Do physical gains only pleasure cause?
Are possessions and akin your all?
Ephemeral are they after all..
All that glitters are not gold,
And all gold cannot Bliss hold!!!!!!