A Portion of My Thoughts.....

The Internet: such a vast world of endless links and pages. One just has to type a query regarding anything under the Sun: and BOOM!, Google Baba sprays you with a bazillion results in literally, the blink of an eye! Students regard it as a permanent and automatic homework completer, while adults find it a fathomless pit of job opportunities.  Phones keep buzzing and beeping all the time, to the extent of me going insane! The Whatsapp home screen glares up at you when u wake up and we eager to see the number of likes are Facebook and Instagram profile pictures received. We click the wildest of selfies for no reason at all and forward hundreds of them on all our groups. Wikipedia has evolved into the all-time lifesaving research machine and spending hours in the library, flipping through reference books has become old school. Our beloved Adobe Reader comes to our rescue. Until a few decades back, we were aware of chocoholics, shopaholics and alcoholics. But as Gen-Y emerges, p...

Women- emotional, yet strong, sensitive, yet resistant, friendly, yet reserved, are one of the most marvellous creatures crafted by God, He shaped delicate shoulders, soft hands but a mind with powers undreamt and unknown. He added a generous sprinkling of sympathy, love and kindness. Well, perhaps he mixed a teeny pinch of stubbornness too! Once finished, God himself was awestruck at this exquisite creation and masterpiece in front of him.   In many villages, women are regarded as some kind of an instrument for bearing children. She is restricted to the house and cannot enjoy the luxurious life and comforts that men have. Let alone villages, even in mega cities, it is manys’ belief that it only the women who should do all the household chores. Who cares about her dreams and aspirations? Who cares about what she wants to do? Does she want to go out and work ? No, who will have the time to bother about what she wants? Family commitments overshadow it all. Despite living in the 21...

Dawn has broken. The feeble sun rays are bathing the world in glorious light. Inspired, a tiny seedling struggles to push itself out through the soil, its existence as fresh as a daisy. 2016 blossoms. It turns its face towards the sun. Alongside wilts a gigantic flower ,its time on Earth spent with creatures of all kinds, is over. It needs to return to the soil from which it was born. With one final glance at the sun, the petals fall and the soil pulls it into a hug, as though caressing and consoling it. The small sapling breathes in, with not a care in the world. It is the first day of its life , after all. The D-Day has arrived. That day which we so eagerly awaited. The new year which all of us looked forward too has broken its slumber. YES, it’s 1 st January, 2016!! Everyone is rejoicing. There is nothing like the very first, freshest day of a new year. It is a multiple of 4, which means it is a leap year. Poor February will finally be reunited with its long-lost brothe...

Winter is all about snow, gifts and undoubtedly, Christmas! With the fun-filled celebration around the corner, the atmosphere wears a merry, festive and joyous look. Everybody starts gearing up for the D-Day, the 25 th of December! People bustle around, speculating the amount of work yet to be done. Gifts start piling up in shopping carts, one for each loved one. Christmas really is all about the spirit and joy of giving and receiving. Decorations start filling shops and people flock in by the dozen. Stars, festoons, lighting, candies, tinsel, you name it and they’re all there. These ornaments do make Christmas trees magical and stunning to look at.   Trees are set up all around town as well as in hundreds of houses and are decorated with the brightest lighting, the shiniest festoons and topped with the classic fairies. Holly leaves glint on every door and lush, red berries add to the liveliness. Everybody tries their utmost to make their homes warm and cosy by lighting...

Since the past fortnight, TV screens and news websites are ablaze with '#chennaifloods'  and the heart-rendering pictures of the city submerged in water. The atmosphere is charged with fear, tension and anxiety.This is the scene with which almost every Indian house has become familiar with. The meteorological department is hard at work, trying to predict any more downpours, but are desperately hoping that they don't have to reveal any. The roads have become something of a river with a strong current and the fields wear deceptive looks of lakes. People are stranded inside their homes, with no electricity and water, forced to live on a ration of food.Schools and offices have been closed as it is almost impossible to step out of the house in most areas. Gadgets and vehicles are damaged. Some say that their electrical essentials like refrigerators have been washed away with the water! People are having to wade through this torrent, the water level sometimes, up to their chest...

Another year has gone by like the wind, and the festival of lights; or the festival of sweets, which is a more suitable name, is upon us again.Every house is abuzz with excitement (mainly because it is the perfect opportunity to overload ourselves with sweets and not feel guilty about it later) and why wouldn't they be? After all, who doesn't eagerly await Diwali? Everyone receives a gift, whether a simple blessing from a well-wisher, or an expensive gadget to fulfill the demands of a spoilt child, it does not matter. Garlands of lights will soon adorn every window and lanterns will shine brightly from above. The making of sweets and other goodies associated with Diwali is underway. Spring cleaning is in full bloom, women are rushing about, trying to get it all done.Somewhere, hundreds of students are breathing a sigh of relief, free from the routine and hectic schedules of school life, happily looking forward to their much-needed vacations. Diwali is considered as one of t...

On one of my more motivational days and during one of my creative moods, I composed this poem, which describes the beauty of a vibrant splash of colour, a rainbow, which is the very heart and soul of Nature. A HEAVENLY CANVAS I heard raindrops pattering Was listening to their rhythmic thuds But when I looked up Sunshine was filtering through the curtains And beyond my window was a splash of colour These arcs of merriment are comprised Of many iridescent tints Each a different colour; each a shade darker Violets, indigos, oranges and yellows For their beautiful blossoms Green for the tufts of grass Blue for the fathomless sky And red for the berries That adorn our hollies These shades represent the unity Present even in nature So why don’t we humans too Unite, join hands And make the world we once believed in Shine again in glory and grace I feel as if colour strewn skies Are God’s way of expressing his love Through these soft an...