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Carried Away.


Carried away in the windmills of desire for desire,

A hunt for what was felt not..What was found not..

Wondering if this was the rhythm of  fall and rise not knowing the end,

If the path might lead away from the drabness,

Away and yet into another forest edge..

Edge of just the beginning? Or is the end already?

How far does one breath last? How long can one hold ones breath?

And the once traversed edges and forgone brazenness,

Now there we were, here we are, blatantly hunting again..

To the very end, For more always..

And might one run out, only to break into a bleak fall onto the hard earth?..

Or just feel another spin, with no cradle to land in..

A moment of fleeting touch, and the hunter and hunted melt away?..


A prowling sinner awakens within the simpleton,

Feeding off spilling sounds of mumbling caress..

Flaying about the senses, to drain the whispers of two minds,

In a time where life seemed to walk backwards,

A brush of unknown cajoles the mind..

A  degree higher in depth , a degree closer to self..

Bathing in camaraderie of selfish fornicating and a tipping edge of likeness,


Temptations far too fickle in nature,

Unhinged, Unbinding and unknown forever the calling..

Deviations persist through their innate nature..

Exceptions drowning the words of saints..

Which would you choose?

Ruffle the monotony on a path undone of spiked drunkenness?

Or smother the breaths with ruptured righteousness?

To be carried away in desire for more want ,

More prowess,

more dreams,

And more unknown..

Ain’t that no sin? Or just a norm for sinner?

For it never felt like one to him,

For a sinner shan’t ever know the end… Look to the end

Keep them coming..He would say

Be carried away.. For the end is never far, never near.

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Triumph over self.. 

The parchment and the blank space shall absorb all my postulated negativity..

And the smears of hope… Maybe it shall sing me a new song..anew answer..

With such an endeavoring wish tucked in my self.. Proceed I..

And smother I, it with my blunt words and purposeless thoughts..


Have I everything I need? And what is it I need and for what?

Have the people I love been cajoled yet? Cajoled by the time spent to stay on..

Why is acceptance a need, a need- so very binding?

Oh my… what if she gets what could be mine…

what if he takes away the spoon that could be mine..

To what end must it serve? to what end does need serve?

To need is to survive and to survive is to need, ain’t it?

Is what I own in me.. a shadow of what the other own?

Ought I to be better and different?


Is my ego to be grow on hedges and fence my crisscross ways?

Or must it slumber below..knead itself?

Has my own shadow darkened by heart?

Must my reflection in the eyes of the world be firmer…

Be colored in ways my self has not encapsulated…

Am I to be a master of my ego.. Or am I to be a servant?

To master it, ain’t it the same as to serve it?

Must I hide my faults.. must I smuggle the protruding black jewels into a dark corner..

Or must I smack it with laughter..


Why is beauty so well carved by symmetrical terms..

by eyes serving the proposed norms…

why is beauty such a need.. why is beauty so well sculpted in forms so well pruned.

Why must my beauty be compared and scripted and marked..

why must I serve a servitude to these very engraved thoughts…

To needs.. to pertinence with this humming civilization..


To be free from self.. free from want.. from desire…

Ohh how freeing.. how embezzling is the thought of

“triumph over self”..

Ohhh..But how ensnaring to be turning in this cocoon of self..


but to reach no purposeful end.. desiring to be free from self.. and yet reaching nowhere..





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Scales Of Evolution


Human was not born into this world,

Only evolved from the animals we call beasts today,

Before the evolution tipped the scales,

The seas, the mountains the earth, the petals, the weeds

The shells, the sand, the morsels of life that traversed with the wind,

The earth bubbled in its serene existence with zealous purity,

The purity that a mountain spring sprinkles upon the dwellers,

Flowing sometimes stealthily,

At times flowing with an exuberant force,

Young and vibrant in search of new lands to explore,

All the forms of life, large and dynamic, shrewd and slippery,

Roaring and domineering, small and fastidious,

Lived on these streams, on those springs

They pounded the land when in need,

Their formidable yet magnificent animalistic power shook the earth

But the scales were always left balanced,

Logic, a reason that led to rise of another species,

Nameless multifarious species rather,

This age, Evolution is taking a toll as one species looses itself in a whirlwind of its own creations,

This day, this period of earth’s and its dwellers lives,

The springs, the air, the pure forces of life infected by the viral uproar,

Are drying up, worse corrupting all that it touches,

And vanquishing the purity to graveyards dug by our evolved mindlessness,

Or rather mindfully shrewd actions,

Foolish we are to think our time immortal,

Trapped we are in the science we harrowed out from this earth,

Entangled we are in our own traditions and thoughts,

Thoughts that were led by reason once are today shackled by the lack of it,

As we abhor change, obnoxiously pride ourselves on our social systems,

As we evolve into what evolution had never fathomed possible.

It’s time to rename ourselves,

Unless we let the springs sprinkle us again,

Clean the dirt, the marsh,

We assimilate, we mellow down,

We withdraw and loosen our adamant sense of ownership,

We melt the shackles of power,

Mold the molten steely power into the axe that could bring to surface our former self

Or make it the magical ingredient,

An ingredient added in potions drunk by us to turn into the personification of godliness,

A godliness that is stirred with drops of devil’s blue blood to tip the scale towards a balance.

Let’s reach, let spiral back to the point of incidence of human and beast.

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Ramble on Pathetic Journalism

I am not sure, how this post is going to turn out to be or where it is going to go but it is going to be quite unpoetic I am guessing.

I have been watching lots of movies since the past few weeks, so my mind today was revolving around the lives of actors, how we see them, what do we see them as, how their lives are robbed of privacy and sanity quite often. At the risk of sounding naive, I wondered who was responsible for this and also why the messing up of their lives was such a juicy and happiness inspiring talk for most of us. Yeah, there is the matter about publicity stunts but “dude, get a life”

Then slowly the monkey in my brain jumped to the very often published photos of the actresses when they had an oops dressing moment ( Oops because we have made it oops), known or unknown to them. As though this never happens to any of the people in the real world, Duh. Their cleavage, or a show of her limbs or anything else that is suppose to be bandaged.

Most of us are of the mindset that these women merely exist to entertain us, mostly the ones who are bold and sensual, words which would translate to scantily dressed to much of the crowd. The men, aah the men, men hath no fear, after all the worst could be an unzipped fly in the crowd aside from a morphed/real video tapes of course. And yeah the rest, we have seen it all, its just a part of the scenery, beautiful scenery to be marveled at, those toned muscles and abs, not a truer sign of truer hunk. A hunk that’s all, not a s*** as we call them.

And yeah s***s, You want them, you need them, but you also want to derogate them just to feed your ego, to prove that you are better and almost as though you are doing a sex worker a favor.(yeah right)

To those journalists who earn their living through their gossip and erection inspiring news snippets:-

Do women assets really impact GDP, political affiliations, nuclear wars, poverty? They do pay your living expenses and you pay taxes I am guessing and do the nation a big favor,but really that’s all the journalism you got? Yeah cleavages do generate good amount of money via fashion industry and the film industry and even if I was the worst guesser ever, I would say they and their money pay more taxes than you or your earnings do. The industry has a lot of good perspective to offer too, not all good but quite good.

I get it, you sell what the crowd wants, but don’t you also generate market for the news. The media has great power, just as words do and art does, hence when they sell, they impact. Why feed on a derogatory mindset, when you can change it fellas?

That is because the way people tend to look at actresses, the same carries over to the way they treat or look at women on a day today basis. Of course there are many more factors impacting that outlook apart from the fact their brains are just junk from s*** in the outer space.

The mentioned concern is certainly not a cause of derogatory remarks on women on a day to day basis, but it is what fuels the mindset and the cause. Its a choice between being a part of the change wave that by changing your style and focus or staying on the other side sticking to bad irresponsible journalism, and that’s a choice you guys have to make.

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Mutation beyond Recognition

The heart screams out,

It screams and dies a death every time,

Every time a daughter is raped by her dad,

A son is beaten and his dignity stolen and shred to pieces,

Sometimes seeing in print, sometimes seeing the devastation after in being,

From one animal to another, have we gone beyond being an animal?

Sunk lower than the lowest ones,

Have our thoughts become mutated?

Mutated beyond recognition and resurrection?

Section so and so, section so and so, out comes the law book,

A book scripted to bench the crime, not do away with it,

A law book scripted to give benefits of doubt,

Find evidence, find evidence, I must be followed, It says,

For I am the sole way out you see, I am irreplaceable,

You have endowed me with powers and now I overpower you,

Laws of nature, Is its original copy unedited, missing a section?

Or has it been muddled up and left with gaping loop holes,

A sight being replayed since the time of our epics,

When the court of books and all the noble souls stood watching,

Noble dastardly souls, with immense courage to stand by their laws,

But not an ounce of it to stand for humanity, overpowered they were you see,

As the laws rip apart a world it had tried to make human,

Today we meekly stand and see the grave yard expanding,

Graveyard of pained souls, Graveyard of revengeful spirits,

All awaiting their turn to return, sharpening their canines to tear and masticate the demons,

But alas, No urban law, no International court of justice to push back and curb this expansion and invasion!

Have we no way to heal the wounds? No way to pulverize the mansion of evil?

No way to grind it to minuscule particles?

I envision a momentous win when these particles would have no nucleus,

No polarity to reform,

No limbs to capture what belonged to our humankind.

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India is a moralizing country, is it a moralistic one?, concerns!

India is a moralizing country, is it a moralistic one? Moralistic in the sense of having a set of morals which each and every one sticks to? It seems highly impossible for a population so variant and at such different places in life to have the same set of morals, mindset and pace of change.

I have been hearing that India is a highly sexualized society. Until I heard so, I somehow did not realize that the society’s hidden nature,an open secret was the big fish in the pond of all that has been creating this mayhem. For that matter any civilization has got to be a sexualized one.  But I am thinking from the point of view of India in particular and the impact it has on the generations living the reality and the generations to come who will be living a more bizarre reality.

A society where dating is wrong, a society that has been teaching that love marriages are wrong is suddenly faced with a challenge from the drastically different western morals and culture. A society where girls are still picked up on for going out without a dupatta( A scarf around the neck, to cover the assets), and boys are taught to make sure they are the man of the house in control of all, It’s at odds with a cultural concept that is built more around giving in to our normal human nature and accepting it for what it is. Of course they to do not give all the freedom to their daughters always but it still takes the easier way to lead life than our ancestors chose to.

We are playing unfair games with the kid’s mind, completely messing it up. On one hand we are the brand ambassadors of no short clothes, no dancing  hip to hip with a guy, no getting too close to them once you are in your teens and on the other hands we have hordes of hit movies with hip grinding dances, barely clothed heroines, and heroes letching after them, quite lewdly at time too.

What in the world is wrong with people, you want to expose kids to the existence of porn, of all that can be done with the internet and then want them to analyze and decide for themselves what reality is? what is ethical and what can cause them and others harm. Ridiculously pea brained we are!

There are sections of the society with well versed parents who can direct their kids, but the chances aren’t always favorable. A huge gap exists where influence from others (peers, seniors etc) can also play a major role. Some parents seem to have accepted dating and the teenage years package.  But that fraction of parents is hardly comparable to the population of parents from the other strata of the society to whom this idea is condemnable. And parents usually decide all for the kids in our country.

Why do we always leave out the underprivileged groups from our analyzing scenarios? Maximum eave teasers are from that part of the society, maximum child marriages and subduction of women happens there. They are the ones who do not have the luxury of our exposure or the catalyst to change their mindsets.  Those kids watch the same movies and learn the same things, but if they are found to be duplicating what is shown on T.V. there is a huge chance of their education coming to a still stand. And that practically tilts  the ratio of chances of their being dependent to their being independent in future to almost infinity.

It’s a scary thing, the girls in their teens if found to be talking more than necessary or even having an immature infatuation to the opposite gender, will be in deep  immense trouble intensity of which could range from physical abuse to getting forcefully married to god knows which rat. Such is the situation. What happens to the guy involved?? Nothing!! Hahaha.

Guys in 4th and 5th  grades have access to all sorts of movies in addition to their already tormenting exposure to rough life on the streets. Even if one wants to educate them, how much can they absorb? The mixed signals are still coming. I so wish the internet prophets could find a way to regulate who has access what. Watching porn may not have the same impact on everybody but the case with these kids who have almost nothing else to learn from nobody else is different. Nothing else to learn that could over ride the other side’s influence and nothing that could mold their mindsets differently.

How are we going to tackle this challenge? India, the moralizing but not the moralistic country, how are we going to give the kids a fair upbringing as a society?

I am going to try and do my bit with the kids I have access to but for a systemic change, what can be done? But can a system tackle the animal nature and its hierarchical nuisances?  I have no answers.

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Economic Disparity- Angry rantings

I know this is the topic spoken on quite often by many who have both faced it and many who are just spectators. Hence I kept debating with myself if I should spell out my thoughts. Today somehow I feel full of them, the thoughts, my thoughts concerning this topic of economic disparity in our country and in many others too I am sure.

It all started a few days back when our school ayah who isn’t working there anymore, left without a warning. Well we started to search for a new one. It’s been what, almost 3 weeks and we still haven’t found a help. Not because they aren’t willing to work but because of our school management’s unwillingness to pay more. Well, people were asking for 4000-5000 bucks. Previously we paid 1200 along with a room that was rented for free. Well, it was a room under the stairs, almost like the one harry potter stayed in though bigger. Oh it is so big that it will take you only 5 steps to cover vertically and 2 to cover it horizontally if you are an average sized adult. That’s a lot isn’t it? Of course it’s a lot, she is only a maid, with hardly any requirements, so why should she demand or want or deserve any place bigger than that! I am Right on point, am I not?

Those thoughts are exactly what have made our country the way it is,gaping enigma where we house the 6th largest group of super rich population while having a large population of beggared humans whom we have the audacity to treat inhumanly. Well we haven’t got an ayah yet and students clean the class every day. The only reason they are expected to clean the shit up is because in our minds anyway they are from shit so why should they have a problem doing it? My class kids and I spend the first half an hour getting our surroundings in order before starting class. The other adults around will not move an inch. A slap in the face of dignity of labor which was what the great Swami Vivekanada preached, followed and hoped that our society would inculcate. The hypocrisy, we teachers will pick the best thoughts to be spoken as thought for the day in the assembly but turn our noses up when it comes to imbibing that concept.

We gibber and moan when we have to pay our work helps more. If the work is so important to us of course they should charge us more, an I-phone is important so we pay for it right? Does service deserve no value? It certainly does. I would like to see what happens when these women get trained in other skills, shift jobs and then there are no more people available to do our drudgery. Let’s see how much the hypocrites are willing to pay then. That is the only way in which this economic disparity will narrow down.

I paid my first long visit to a government hospital with three kids. The three Kids were suffering from an ear infection, a sprained thumb and an infected toe respectively. Well, what does she the doctor do? She asks each of them their cause of pain, looks at the thumb, looks at the toe, and doesn’t bother about the ear before scribbling three prescriptions. Then she asks someone to dress the toe and the thumb which the person does not do. The two kids are all given ointments and the third an ear drop. Thank god, not the same ointment! I always see kids showing me the same medicines they get from the doctor for different purposes. It makes me suspicious. So then we buy Dettol and bandages. I am not sure whether I should be sarcastic or thankful that at least this basic treatment is available to them.

On the way back the auto guy asks for 50 bucks for what would cost him 30, saying that he won’t get a drop back and its scorching hot, I give it to him. One of the kids tries to direct him and he starts scolding the kid, “The auto can’t go in there, you should have told me before, do you know anything?” It’s the way he was talking, so rude. I am sure he wouldn’t dare to talk that way to a kid from a well to do family. The driver himself being from a low income background harbors this kind of a mindset. It was all making me angry and I asked to keep going on the way he knows, long or short, because anyways we were paying him more.

The kids were empty footed, unable to afford shoes of any kind. And we have dozens and dozens of malls popping up everywhere, selling the worldwide brands of bejeweled and bedazzling shoes and clothes. Our buying power is increasing on one hand but our mindsets are shrinking becoming more selfish at the same pace. There was a concept of trickle down effect in economics, not sure if has any standing today. It talked about the possibility that if the rich got richer then the impact would slowly trickle down to the nit so fortunate. That possibility has dipped below the horizon now and I see no hope of it rising again. And the credit goes to both our illogical economic system that has no proper planning, lack of political will and largely on the mindsets we have been breeding.

Starting from healthcare to insurance to schemes for basic commodities, either they don’t exist or they are not scaled out yet. If they exist I am doubtful if they even reach one eighth part of the population it is aimed at.

I am just feeling angered, restless and sick because of the whole scenario. And this was just the tip of the ice-berg.