"United Colors of Black"...

Nope, it's not a copyright violation... I, actually wanted to name it, "Manipulated Hypocrisy". However, since I'm an optimist to the untouched core so named it "United Colors of Black".

It's the new revolution which is taking our Country by the horns. One and all have come together unbeknownst and that's the optimism about it.

Okay, okay, I know... here it is. There is a new anklet in the town, every town. The Black Thread Anklet Revolution. The only anklet even the men aren't shying away from. Why the heaven they are wearing it, f#*k they don't know. Someone in everyone's Family asked them to and they obliged. 

I have seen all my Friends wearing it, ohh'... You don't know my Friends, okay again. I have seen Priests from all directions, Celebrities from all screens, Film Actors, Sportspersons, Entrepreneurs, Politicians, Shop Owners, Street Vendors, Laborers, all the delivery Guys, MNC Giants & Agents, all, all. People from all sphere... Caste, color, creed, directions, occupations, States, Anyone & Everyone... 

What is exceeding my amazement is, that I haven't seen any news channel debating on it because even they are wearing it. Probably because no one knows Who started it, otherwise... we would have debated, argued, lynched, quarantined, killed, erased and would have blacked out the Person forever. 

Hypocrisy needs an identity to feed its existence. 

If the Person out there Who started it, is reading this, I pray on my knees to Her/Him not to patent this new jewel which is being worn by everyone. Though, You might mint tunnels of fortune but your luxury and fame will be micro seconds lived. We will crucify You for bringing the whole Nation Together unbeknownst. Please be Anonymous, because in the end we all know that we are going to be non beings, so for once let us be Beings for no reason. 

I thank You for letting us manipulate our hypocrisy.

Teacher's Pet...

                    While trying to remember my good old school days, I got to recollect one beautiful incidence, a day in my life which changed my perception towards my Teachers. Just few days before the Christmas holidays my class Teacher (5th grade) called my name and asked me to stand facing the blackboard. Well, for me it was not unusual, at least once in a week I used to have a face to face chat with the black wall, but this time I was puzzled, because, I tried hard to remember that days' incident of what rascality I had been into but, to no avail. Thought, probably one of the unfaithful classmate might have reported one of my old prank to Her. Though a beautiful Lady by heart, but the real beauty of my Teacher used to be the mehendi (tattoo) She used to brand on our palms with Her wooden scale, gosh that too sometimes a permanent one.

                    Finally, to my relief I got to know my punishments reason, the ten minutes which I spent interviewing the blackboard, my Teacher was making a greeting card for me. Then She asked the whole class to call out my name, everyone wished me in advance by singing Jingle Bells...wow! I had tears in my eyes. Being the prankster I am, I extended my hand to Her and asked Her to hit me once with her cane, but instead, She hugged me and wished me seasons best. Thanks you Ma'am, thanks for all the beautiful tattoos you gave me on my palms, which now I try hard to find the remains of it...but with closed eyes memories become 8MM and I enjoy it whenever I want to.

"Teachers not only live their life, but of all their pupils."

Handkerchief Reservation!..

Waiting for a bus on the way back home at 4:15pm everyday is a tiresome routine. But

Bangalore’s atmosphere even at a local bus stand is magnetic. The freshly brewed filter

coffee shops makes you sleepwalk during the day. The wait becomes even more worthwhile

with the rush of the school kids. Their laughter, loud chit-chats, playing pranks on their mates

and helping us remember our good old school days. Everyday while sipping my favourite

coffee I am immersed in the school kids little world of ignorance or (let me rather say,

“happiness”). They all would be so much into their world that they wouldn’t even bother the

buses stopping by. In that very small world I found a little boy all of probably seven years old

whose innocence touched me within. This little fellow’s Grandmother used to pick him up after

school. The bus during this time would be jam packed with the school kids, hence the little kid

and his Granny used to stand squeezed in in the bus, though they would get down after four

stops still it seemed uneasy for them. The reason why the kid and his Granny were denied

seats everyday was because most of the other elder boys would reserve the seats by placing

their school bags or handkerchiefs on the seats through the window and then climb in with a

devilish grin. Somehow this little kid picked the trick from his seniors and finally decided to

reserve a seat for his Granny, but his height denied his wishes. Perseverant, he asked a

gentleman who was about to board the bus to help him reserve a seat. And, the human

obliged. That day I saw his Granny taking the seat like a queen with her prized possession

sitting on her lap.

"A Woman's Heart"...

     A man can never understand a WOMAN's Heart, the curious ones, no matter who You are would get to know the answer as soon as You scroll down to read the writer's name, for those who think just by writing woman in capital letters, the understanding is over, would live mystified forever. So, would want everyone to decipher the entire pour. Immerse self word to word. Respect to WOMAN's Heart would help You to complete the alphabet.

     Would like to prove this one line wrong by just one word 'maybe', but its not just a line of words. Since, when i understood its not just a line, it ferries lot many meanings to it. What has to be done to bring out all those meanings in words. I am sure I am not the only one who is trying to circumstantiate that we men can understand or are schooled of understanding a WOMAN's Heart. What happened in the past, can history help me? What about the men who tried to delve the never ending Heart of a WOMAN. I have heard many a times a man saying to a WOMAN, ""have a heart, have mine"". What does it mean, a WOMAN is born without a heart or is it that a WOMAN does not give her heart to anyone.

     Since the evolution man has tried by all means to understand a WOMAN's Heart, how successful has he been down the sand glass we really don't know. But, every man knows one fact that he has tried atleast once in his lifetime to understand the ""mystification"". And now its my turn to get down the sand glass, how successful I am going to be I don't know or rather so to say I don't want to prove anyone wrong by understanding the enigma called WOMAN's Heart.

     Well! God made WOMAN to be the origin of all beings, the wire-puller of the show of this Universe. WOMAN is a gift to mankind, so that she can eradicate the loneliness from the world with her love which is not ephemeral, so that she can shade the world with love when the Earth is being scorched by the Sun and fill it with her soothing beauty which is not transient. WOMAN stands by her man when the whole world is against, she rejuvenates his strength when he has lost all hopes, she quenchs his thirst when even the overflowing river changes routes. So to say or i believe the world is witness to all these facets of a WOMAN. But, what about the WOMAN's needs, her loneliness, her fight with the world, her need for the strength, her thirst. Who is responsible for these perks of life for a WOMAN? can I say or believe that when she can take care of a man in all his needs then why can't she take care of herself or why can't one WOMAN take all which she needs from another WOMAN. While trying to understand the enigma I am still in doubts, well isn't that what enigma is supposed to mean. Lets try, the love of a man is witness enough to answer this question, if a man can never understand a WOMAN's Heart then how come she is happy with him all her life (some credit please), how come he lives and gives his memorable moments throughout his life to a WOMAN he loves so that she can cherish it lifelong. How come a WOMAN feels protected from all her fears when her man is around. When does a WOMAN start behaving like a child, when she finds her soulmate. And, that within child comes out only when a man showers her with his unconditional love.

     If a WOMAN thinks that no man can understand her Heart then why live and give her entire life to him, why fulfill his needs and expect the same. When the expectations are not met thats when this subject is raised, the hurt of not being loved takes over. What should a WOMAN expect from a man or should she. Well! expectation is human but when finally a man gets an opportunity to live in a WOMAN's Heart, instead of living in that new world of love and only love what else is expected from him to do, will You want the man to be stupid enough of wasting time to understand her Heart, thats the destination where he always wanted to be. Maybe by not trying to understand a WOMAN's Heart will keep increasing a man's love forever for her and thats the only life a WOMAN wants. Hey I think I have understood, think almost. Doubtless, this is one topic which can fill all the blank pages till the world lasts.

     As I always say, "Somethings (WOMAN's Heart) are better understood by not trying to understand them".

"Ceaseless Tenacity "...

A quenched moment is enough,

to inspire You to the core,

your palm paddles are enough,

to reach the roaring shore...

i surrendered to the land,

burying my face in the wet sand...

a wave came by to dig me out,

taking me by surprise with a helping shout...

senses gained, i wander around,

finding myself alone, i sink in the ground...

the Air whispering in my ear, ""I can give you Life"",

the Water hitting me to stand again, with its waves rife...

the life giving Air and Water wants me to try,

alleging, don't give up on Life or cry bye, bye...

We give, what you need the most, ""HOPE"",

so live.. Life is full of scope...

hope made me realize, GOD created all,

Hope gave me strength, once again to stand tall...

GOD is with his every creation, and He listens;

to those on Earth who live,

to those in Water who dive,

to those in Sky who fly,

then where am i?...

am i not in one of these categories?

if yes, then no worries...