Blessed vs Wretched

You and Me..
With all necessities we r blessed
But a multitude..
Are deprived n wretched.
We have parents n relatives 
Who brace n care..
But not all are blessed
To have someone so dear.
A three-storied house 
With residents only five..
And at the corner of same road
On footpath an old man abides.
In an extravagant restaurant 
Multi-cuisines we eat..
And a poor family feeds upon 
Left overs, dust n sun's heat.
We all wear branded clothes 
A meter for 1000 bucks!!
And a beggar stitches his shirt 
With old torn rags.
While in the parking 
Stands our luxurious ride..
On the concrete road 
A man with bare feet takes a stride.
Someone craves for shade of a tree..
While we are grumbling about power cut.
And while we moan over water shortage..
Someone suffices his thirst with sweat.

A million reasons to complain, we find..
Things we use abuse leave behind.

What we dont value and throw away..
For unprivileged is reason enough to live another day!!

Unpredictable life

The next turn..

The next step..

The next moment..

All is unknown..concealed.

Still we apprehend that it will be

Like it always has been..

We foresee a life of glory

No qualms about it happening,

Hoping a propitious tomorrow 

Endure today's misery.

Each night setting morning alarm

Making reservations for vacations.

Heading to an outlandish journey

Anticipating destinations!!

Unshaken conviction..

Predictable date.

Undoubted faith..

BUT UNCERTAIN FATE!!

Check your life accounts
You only have TODAY!!
Though Memories intact
But Past elapsed!!
Though Affluent hopes 
But future still uncashed!!

Plight of a warrior!!

Standing amid d corpses red blooded  n pink flesh all littered around..

Panting and struggling.. Holding my gun against the heart of a man.

His heart beat was loud and clear.

The sweat n blood on his face merged together n displayed a perfect effigy of fear.

I felt weak pale fatigued but some how managed to hold the ak 47 which lusted more blood as if it hasn't had enough??

The war.. The killings..

The bloodshed.. The sacrifices

A kingdom loses another rises

But toll of death it brings along

The song of misery it sings along

The counts of martyr it sacrifices

Hopes of thousands it burns along.

Had it not been that extra bullet in my gun..I would have been at his place..at gunpoint!!

My battalion won as I stood tall killing the last pawn..the knight being still guarded and secured.

Whose plight was more miserable??the one who laid half dead anticipating death but with feeling of relief that he dies for his nation or the man who is about to kill an innocent man with a soul just like his..with a family waiting for his return just like his..with a mission to serve nation just like him.

Closed my eyes for a second.. Heard wings flattered.. Something weighed on my right shoulder..

It was an angel.. Dressed in white with a halo, a glowing golden ring floating above his head.. The next moment felt dark black smoke n something weighed my left shoulder. Dressed in black n with horns and a pitchfork, a demon it was..

"Let him go oh warrior!! He deserves to live.. You have your piece of victory ..give him a piece of freedom..

He shall be of no harm to u.. Killing a soldier won't affect his king.." Said the kind hearted angel.

"What nonsense!! You are a fighter..shoot the man..else he would run for help and may be then u have to face death" said logically the ruthless demon.

As my each nerve in body ached to pull of the trigger.. Something inside me just dint let me do it..

The angel said " Be generous!! God watches from heaven.. Forgiveness is a virtue.. Do good it shall come back one day."

But the demon differed and said "The cruel enemies, they slaughtered your friends and family.. They started this terrorizing bloodshed. Now it's your turn to end it. Kill the damn loser."

The rendezvous with the black and white felt as if I was being toyed around to and fro.

The man on my foot laid down with closed eyes as who would want to see his naked death but still he managed to half open his eyes to check what was taking so long.

He dint plead for sympathy or freedom. He wholeheartedly accepted his short-lived fate.

"It's ok, shoot me. I deserve to die. I wasn't able to win victory for my nation. I failed so I shall die as a martyr. Give me a death of respect so I shall rest in peace."

I rubbed off my shoulders and took charge.

He will die and shall rest in peace and what about me? I will have to live with this gut in my stomach..a petrifying guilt that I killed an innocent man.

And what was his fault..That he served his nation??

It would be so coward of me to shoot  a man with no weapons.

So my one instinct said that let me drop my gun..give him a hand..and say

"I shall kill you in the battlefield!!"

But my other instinct begged to differ.

I pulled of the trigger and bang!!

He laid lifeless..dead as a dodo!!

I had no qualms that letting him live would be a bigger penalty.

A warrior who looks at himself in the mirror and sees a defeated man, let to live, by a merciful enemy, would die a thousand deaths.

So I let him die for once..a death well deserved by a hero..a true patriot like him

Misery of a rape victim

21:00 hrs

It's Saturday night!! What would look more chick..pink or red??

Should I wear, shorts or a one piece?

Oh that guy in our college..such an eye candy..he'll be in the party too!!

22:00 hrs

"Mom I am going to a friend's bday party"

"Of course I'll take care."

23:00 hrs

Wow!! this party is off the chain..simply awesome!!

And ain't I looking hot.. Oh Hell yes!!

23:30 hrs

Omg!! That guy just checked me out..

Jeez!! he passed a smile..

He just complimented me..

He offered me a drink.. Should I have it??

Ohh!! It's just one drink..I'll be fine.

00:00 hrs

I am feeling dizzy..crunk

What was in that drink??

00:30 hrs

Where is he taking me??

Back off!! Please leave me..plzzzz

Don't touch me

No..no..noooo

M ripped!!..M destroyed!! 

I have been raped!!

Oh god why me??..what will people say?

My mom dad will die..It was all my fault 

I wore shorts..It was all my fault 

I drank..It was all my fault

I provoked that guy..It was all my fault

I am a woman..It's all my fault

01:00 hrs

I should end my life!!

01:05 hrs 

The clock stopped ticking.

Misery of a rape victim.. 

A poor innocent soul crumbled and ripped into pieces by some monster and she couldn't even blame him for her misery. 

This isn't a real story but it would be real for many..

Countless victims and endless stories!!

The question of concern is was it really her fault??

Who was at fault then?

The rapist?? The girl who supposedly provoked him?? Or the society that had set a mindset that a rape victim can't have a normal life and deserve to die??

According to few male Chauvinist pigs.. A woman exposes and men gets excited!!

If that's the case, then did they felt the same when their mother unbuttoned to breastfeed them.

And what would be the explanation for a four year girl being raped..Did her innocence provoked or that smile which she may not be able to display anymore.

Taking about society.. Hats off!

Nobody takes notice of the demonic intention of the rapist but will never miss a chance to point at the character of a woman.

In India were a female form is worshipped as Durga Lakshmi n saraswati..there isn't any social or political urge to abrogate crimes against woman.

Not only rape, crimes like domestic violence, sexual harassment, female infanticide, honor killings, dowry violence, forced abortion, trafficking, prostitution and many more creates headlines every second day.

A country that can send a space vehicle to Mars can't tackle such social evils and we talk about development.

The agenda is what is the solution?

More than economic reforms the need of the hour is to bring about police judicial and social reforms, if we dream of a civilization.

Nirbhaya case created a prodigious  stir leading to optimism that there would be amendments in the law but the committee formed floundered to take it forward.

Still a rapist walks conceited like a hungry wolf hunting innocent lives.

And our judicial system encourages such beasts by not setting any strict laws.

Thus extensively implying that it's time to switch from restorative to the retributive justice..where wrongdoers punishment is in direct proportion to the harm inflicted. 

When it comes to social reforms..It you and me who can bring a change..

Teach your son to respect a woman and your daughter how to be safe.

Don't sympathize with a victim.. Inspirit her to be strong and aid her lead a normal life. 

Let's stir our consciousness and humanity that has taken a seat aback.

Let's be safe and let's save lives!!

A dream

Last night as I laid in bed to rest my aching limbs, my soul ached for peace. So at midnight hour, under a deep slumber I slipped into a dream..
My soul went out for a stroll to an alluring and serene piece of land.
A huge vibrant garden in front..numerous enchanting flowers..their intoxicating fragrance..spectacular colorful sight.. It was all just breathtaking!!

As I threaded ahead I met a lil girl dressed in pink.. She held a red rose in hand.. With a twinkle in her eye she presented the rose to me.. Overwhelmed with the sweet gesture I accepted the flower but the thorn on the stem pricked my finger..
Ouch!! I exclaimed but the lil girl smiled n said "it's ok!!"
I thanked her for the flower and asked her who she was??
She said nothing..

She then blindfolded me..held my hand and took me inside the garden.
When she opened my eyes I saw an enticing butterfly..it sat on my palm..But as I tried to close my hands it flew away.

Few miles ahead was a splendid waterfall.. Roaring and gushing!! Making its path through the mighty rocks..

And right between this astounding valley, enclosed by a garden and waterfall, stood tall a stranded house..
The girl escorted me to the red bricked palatial abode. To my amazement, it was filled with paintings on its walls..paintings of all my dreams n desires..all I ever wanted to have n all I always wanted to be!!
For a moment I felt so accomplished and appeased.
I bent on my knees.. N with misty eyes held the hands of the lil girl and asked her again that who she was n what was this place??
She pointed towards a mirror.. And said
"Look I am the little girl inside u.
I am here to reintroduce u to urself and the world u live in.

The garden u saw outside signifies the life u nurture for urself..the rose symbolizes love and thorn represents pain!!
When u accept love, don't mind the troubles..the pain n the responsibilities it brings along.

The butterfly connotes relationships!!
If u hold tightly they DIE
If you hold Loosely, they FLY But if you hold with care,
They remain with you for ever.!!!!!

Water takes on the form in which it is held and moves in the path of least resistance.
The waterfall u saw conveys that mould urself according to the situations and take life as it comes. Be oblivious to all hurdles and keep moving on.

The house I took u to was of ur consciousness.. U are well versed with all your dreams and desires..I wanted u to revel in the moment of accomplishment which u experience when all your dreams come true.
Start working on them!! Those paintings will come alive."

The lil girl shook me inside out.
"Wake up and this time for real!!"

I woke up!! Rejuvenated and replenished!!
All set for the new day.. Full of love.. Embracing relationships..welcoming life and setting goals to suffice all my dreams..

One last time!!

A man on bed,in throes of death
Dying to survive, gasping one last breath
Pleading to the masters, oh pray!
I ask my merciful, but one last day.
Wasn't alone I realize, walking through life
But with a beautiful dedicated and devoted wife.
Warm heart, unconditional love.. She makes my life divine
Never thanked her..Let me kiss her one last time!!
So engrossed in work,
Quest quelled every stride 
My children are well fed,
Though childhood cried.
Awaits an incomplete sand castle,
An unheard nursery rhyme 
Oh lord! Let me play with them one last time!!
My parents acquainted me to this world,
Gave me wings to fly
How can I depart without even saying a goodbye.
For sweat, blood, sacrifices of theirs 
I was the reason prime 
Let me in gratitude embrace them for one last time!!
There at the nook my best friend stands 
Misty eyes, tremors and shaking hands.
He's been there through thick and thin, 
a partner in every crime.
Let me share the last joke and laugh aloud one last time..
And then a beaming white light and a hand shook me 
"Good morning!!" greeted my lovely wife
With a smile I joined hands to oblige
"Thank u lord for this last chance"
For I shall live!!..Live like it's for one last time.       

Save girl child

Little butterfly in its cocoon..

Waiting to be part of this world soon

Wants to smell the flowers n touch the dew drops

Wants to get tickled by the breeze n get drenched in the rain shower

Wants to live under the blue sky

Swap her wings n fly high

But all because she is not made of X and Ys

She doesn't have the right to survive??

Don't treat her like some obnoxious weed

Respect and love is what she needs

Coz she has been a synonym of sacrifice

N Submission has always been her pride

Don't forget that your daughter

would be someone wife

She will carry the legacy forward

So the next generations survive

Let your hands pamper n groom her

N not be blood stained

She is a blessing not a curse

So shall the fact remains!!

Each girl has right to live.. Right to survive

Say NO to female feticide!!