Happy Women's Day!

Since school I have been listening to the line, "The hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world." Although I felt great each time I heard it, I probably did not understand its complete meaning until I grew a little older. 

And as the world celebrates the International Women's Day today, I have penned down a composition of verse for all the women of the world who have fought and worked hard to be where they are today! Who have made a huge difference in our small lives with their love and affection!Who have made an enormous contribution to make this world a better place to live in.

My message to all my fellow women is that "Being born as a woman is a privilege in itself"! Believe in yourself and the fire within!

 

She hides her strength beneath her beauty

With a charming smile on her face

Her tender eyes exudes courage to endure

Both, gloom and glory, with grace!

She spreads colour and fragrance everywhere

Like a blooming beautiful flower

However her roots, which are well grounded

Is her source of immense power!

She starts her journey as an obedient daughter

And grows into a devoted wife

And then she becomes the loving mother

And plays all three roles, all her life!

She is the one who holds the family

Through its phases, smooth and rough

With tears of joy in happy times

And smiles during times tough! 

She works hard and smart to earn her due

For her honour and principles, she fights

Sometimes with dignified acts and words

Sometimes with all her might!

She is ready to face the challenges

She is ready to win the world.

Yet for her, her prime accomplishment is

When in her arms, her baby is sleeping curled.

With a heart of gold, and thoughts so pure

And deeds so gentle and kind

Oh thy lady, what can I say?

You are the greatest gift to mankind

Farewell

Saying "Good-Bye" to my loved ones, is something which I have always found extremely difficult. And as my parting words for the memorable time, the beautiful IIM-Bangalore campus, and the most awesome friends I made there, I have penned down the following. 

As I started writing this email today, 

I could not think of words to say.

I came here a year back, unknown to this place,

With my husband, a handbag and a big suitcase. 

I had thought I was going to miss my friends and home,

And would spend most of my time, all alone.

However as time passed and days went by, I began to see,

I loved my room and the window with a view of the tree. 

The beautiful campus with morning green and evening hue

But most importantly, my friend it was you.

You made me a part of this campus life,

And not like just a fellow-student's wife.

Dinners, parties and movie nights, 

Smiles, tears and silly fights.

The ups and downs you saw me through,

This life was like a dream come true. 

And now its time to say goodbye

And a tear trickles down my eye

Friends, I love you all and be well,

Are the words I say, as I bid farewell. 

Where is God?

Hey All! Once again, I bring a poem for you from my collection. I wrote it couple of years back when I was trying to explain the subject to my 5 year old cousin. Hope you like it!

“Where is God”, he asked,

And his mother gave a smile

“Sit down here”, she said

“I will tell you in a while!

Hidden from the mortal eyes

And unseen to the human sight

God dwells everywhere

In the form of a divine light.

He’s the gold of the golden rays       

Which enter your room at dawn

He’s the fragrance of the flower

Which blooms everyday in your lawn.

He is in the humming of the bees

And in the songs of the birds

He is the music of our lives

Which can’t be expressed by words.

He’s there in the hot blazing deserts

And in the mountains, steep and high

He resides in the deep blue oceans

And the forests outlining the sky.

He’s present in the fury of the storms

And in the cool gentle breeze

He is there in the white foamy waves

Which run of the seas with ease.

He is the silver of the moon

He is the twinkle of the stars

He everywhere in the universe

Be it Neptune, Pluto or Mars.

He is the smile which lights your face

He is the tear of your eye

You should remember him when you smile

You should remember him when you cry.

He present in every truth of science

He is there in the beauty of art

Do you still want to know, where is He?

Just look into your heart!”

Beauty

"Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder”, they say! But this is certainly not the message which the cosmetic companies want to give us! Showing advertisements where a girl with a snow-white-flawless-complexion is out there winning the world, is definitely sending out a wrong word to the masses.

For generations, great writers and poets have penned down beautiful and mesmerizing words to describe the beauty of a lady! However, today I have a poem, which I wrote during my first year at engineering, to express my definition of it!

BEAUTY

They teased her calling dark and ugly,

And often made her cry

They offended, ignored and made fun

Of the girl, so timid and shy!

Never could she join their games

And was kept out of everything,

Longingly, she would watch them

Whey they used to dance and sing!

No one knew how she felt

No one saw her weep

But there was one person from whom,

Her secret, she could not keep!

Nothing was hidden from her mother,

However hard she tried to hide.

For a mother’s heart could tell her child’s smile,

And it would know when her child cried!

And so one day, when she could bear no more

She went to her daughter and said

“Come with me, I want to talk to you

And listen with your heart and head!

I know why you don’t talk for hours

Even when you have lots to say

I know why you sit alone, quite

When other children dance and play!

Don’t take to your heart, hurting words,

As they are not true

Whatever you have is God’s gift

Lovingly chosen for you!

Whatever may be the shape and colour

Beautiful, all flowers are.

Sometimes dim, sometimes bright

But a star is always a star!

You have a pure affectionate soul

And you always do your duty.

Your truthful eyes, and your innocent smile

Is what makes you a beauty!!”

           

The Aliens Speak

I had written this poem when I was in Std. 12 to express my views on something which I feel strongly about - Nature!

The Aliens Speak

Once upon a time on this planet

Lived some strange creatures,

They could eat and walk and talk like us,

And possessed beautiful features.

They called themselves Homo sapiens,

And to us they referred as ‘aliens’.

Some of them thought we were mere imagination,

And our existence was always a question.

They were proud of something they had, called ‘brain’,

Which they wasted away in vain!

As they were the cause of their own destruction,

War! Explosion! War! Explosion!

Since the time of their evolution,

They started the deadly pollution!

The planet turned from green to brown,

The beautiful nature began to frown!

The deep blue sky soon lost its colour

There was no winter; There was no summer.

The perennial brooks became thirsty,

Tired they looked, dry and rusty.

All this didn’t give them satisfaction,

For this it seems, was only a fraction!

What happened next was more terrible,

Incredulous?? Or Incredible??

The planet was now in a pathetic state,

Where people only knew how to hate.

Revenge, revolution and ego clash.

The result was Ash and Ash.

 Everyday a different war,

It spread like a disease without a cure.

Everyday few hundreds died!

Everyday few hundreds cried!

 And finally there came an end

To this ugly and horrendous trend

Cause there was no one left to die,

And there was no one left to cry!!

They neither lost, they neither won!

But they definitely left a lesson!

So that we don’t repeat what they have done,

So that we don’t repeat what they have done!! 

Whispering Trees!!

It was a day when windows rattled

And creaking doors made a noise,

And I stood under a tree, to save me from rain,

When I heard a strange voice.

It startled me and a looked behind,

But there was no one I could find.

I thought it was a silly hallucination,

And probably, my weird imagination.

But that was where, I was wrong,

And now I could hear a feeble song.

I strained my ears to hear the sound,

And was terrified at what I found……

It was a whisper from the trees,

Which gave me a shiver in my knees!

The following were the words they said,

It looked as if from a book they were read…….

“We the trees, in every season,

Serve men without any reason,

We serve them in hot; we serve them in wet,

But in return, what do we get?

Day by day our numbers decrease,

As if we are paying fees,

Of making this earth a lively place,

And adding beauty to its face.

Nature has been partial to man,

Whatever he wants to do, he can.

But we can neither move nor walk,

Nor to express ourselves, can we talk.

For our survival, we can’t fight.

We don’t have strength, to show our might.

Nor do we wish to fight back,

As that cruelty is what we lack.

We have no accusations to make,

We only give, we never take.

Please let us live, is what we plead,

And we hope to this request, man will heed. “

The rain had stopped and so had I,

And a tear trickled down my eye

Cause my heart was heavy with disgrace

And with shame, I hid my face.

I had never imagined that man could be so cruel,

Towards one, who gave him food and fuel.

I still think in my solitude,

About my encounter with the speaking wood!!