Lets Love!

There’s something inside which tells me hey just grab the keyboard and let your fingers move … go ahead. Let your feelings flow out of your fingers and leave prints on people’s hearts. Not so much of a writer am I.. not a scribe .. not a pro .. perhaps a wayward emotional fool who gears up to the task more as a means of ventilation rather than attempt any serious writing .

So what have I now to ventilate.. the hidden feelings to bring forth ? I don’t know.. just a disturbance.. of things around.. of the way things are .. the bleeding of my nation.. the profuse spurting out of hatred that goes into the making of bombs and explosives .

In a nation that has always celebrated positive emotions like love, compassion, peace and harmony, when did hatred take an upper hand and why? Not a question we should ask the terrorists, the naxalite groups , the political lobbies , the religious fundamentalists, the caste conglomerations or the media lobby that thrives on sensationalising every single act of violence .

Let us question each one of us ..ask our inner selves ? What are we essentially made of ? and what are we now making of ourselves ? Where is that ever so natural feeling of love .. the need of relating to others, the need to reach out, to hold hands , to understand .. to embrace , to express , to hold together and to forgive ? Let us prod into our beings and try to unearth the naturalness that has somewhere down the line hidden beneath heaps of hypocrisy, selfishness, and save my skin type of ideology that has taken over us today.

I , me , my family .. there ends the circle. Other human beings around? what of them? Why should I care ? not my problem ? I don’t disturb anyone and no one need disturb me ? Is this all we are made of ? Is that where life begins and ends ?

I don’t know .. I can’t answer? I have my own perspective .. but all I know is . it hurts .. the pain is deep .. I can feel my heart bleed .. In a nation that has wroshipped Gandhiji and Mother Theresa all we have ended up being… is a bunch of self-centered islands, hating each other and fighting duels over petty selfish reasons , spitting poison and polluting the entire environment with feelings of fear, revenge , animosity and vehemence . This is not what the leaders envisaged? This is not for what we fought the 100 years of foreign rule? The endless sacrifices of the souls who fought for freedom and the long struggle seems an exercise in futility today. Shame! no other word suits. Shame!

Wake up friends .. F*** the politicians , the fundamentalists, the naxalites, the bureaucrats, the caste heads and brainwashers and bloodsuckers of all kinds. They can all go to hell!

Lets hold hands .. Let’s reach out , let’s embrace … friends, neighbours , peers, strangers .. any human soul we come across .. with genuine love , care , affection and acceptance . That’s what’s our innate nature . That’s what makes us natural and true human beings. Let’s begin today .. Spread love .. Spread smiles .. Spread cheer.. Let’s take a wow today to uphold Love… now and ever and always unmindful of circumstances. ! Come what May!

Touched by an Angel

A dedication to my sweet angel who set me free and gave me a changed “ ME”.

When pain tried to hold me down,
Smiles gave way to a nasty frown;
The world believed.. I was just a clown,
Din’t know how to hold my ground…

When life seemed just an existence,
No reason to stick on.. an awry penitence;
Dreary as ever.. did not make any sense
All that existed .. was a mighty grievance…

Out of the blue, a magic wand swayed,
A spiritual being.. on a platter laid..
Descended on earth, In response to my faith!
The angel for whom,, I had all along prayed !

My spirits rose.. a touch did heal
The soul responded.. to a divine feel!
The magic worked.. I “ woke” with zeal!
My hands folded .. the knees did kneel!

The touch did lift.. my eyes did see!
Joy surged within.. the pain did flee!
The dark clouds cleared.. setting me free!
I now can fly.. with genuine glee!

Oh my sweetest angel, lift me, let me fly!
Let me explore heaven.. soaring high & high!
On your divine wings, as I rest ….. I Cry!
For I know .. and I can feel.. divine bliss is nigh!