.

The year,
2020
was a mixed
bag
of emotions.
❤️

From virus being
few thousands km away to
keeping the virus
at bay.

From Namaste Trump🙏 to
bye bye Trump.

From heightened
China 🇨🇳 threat
to
Israel-UAE friendship.

From Shinzo Abe🇯🇵 stepping down
to
Joe Biden stepping in.

From Oli 🇳🇵stepping down
to
Nana🇬🇭 re-elected.

From Covid old
& Covid new
to
Covid Vaccines.

From being busy
to
being at home.

From being selfish
to
being caring.

From being practical
to
risen empathy.

The year
2020
has shown it all.

This year has been
the biggest teacher
of
all times.

This year has bought lives closer
across
world wide.

This year has made world indeed with
No boundaries.


Welcome 2021.
❤️❤️

Hope it's not same as 2020😭😂❤️

Sparkle In Wisdom
30/12/2020

We arrange here meeting
of poets and poems,

'Let me present' had
changed to Hello now,

'Let' hear' has changed
to whoa ,

Superb has changed
to once more ,

Poets don't go to poets
meet now,
they knock the door of
Hello Poetry

Sparkle In Wisdom
17 Feb 2019

तानाशाह हो, शहंशाह हो,
अंग्रेज़ी हुकूमरान हो,
सरकार-ए-हिन्द हो,
सब को एक दिन सुपुर्द-ए-खाक़ होना है।

हर शक्स अपने चरम पे
मग़रूर था,
आख़िर समय में कफ़न में लिपटा
किसी के कंधों पर मजबूर बना था।

मेरे मुल्क ने ज्यादतियां देखी,
मग़रूर की मस्तियां देखी,
इतिहास गवाह है,
इन सब के बाद भी हिंदुस्तान ने
फिर से एक सुनहरी किरण देखी।

हुकूमते आयीं और चलीं गई,
मेरे मुल्क ने किसी को प्यासा नहीं भेजा,
जागीर लुटा के आने वालों को जागीरदार बनाया,
भिकारी को भी यहां तख्त से नवाज़ा।

आज का दौर भी गुजर जाएगा,
इतिहास बदला जाएगा,
बेजुबानों को सुनने वाला,
कोई ना कोई जल्द ही आएगा।

Sparkle In Wisdom
20/9/20.

🙏🙏

Once daddy decided to teach his son,
His favorite being politics,
He set to teach Civics..!!


He said,
Son let's begin from home,
If I be the head,
I become Prime Minister,
And your mother,
She becomes Home Minister,

At this point,
Mother who was listening
to all the commotion,
From her undisputed department,
The kitchen...!!
Came out and
Explained casually,

Your daddy is the Head,
And he becomes 'President'...
Who has to give formal approvals,
To what is sort from 'The Parliament',
He also gives approval for the budget presented,
And be guest of Honor at various public events,
He gets to speak few times a year,
And he is still the 'formal approver'...

I manage few portfolios,
Prime ministry and Home ministry,
At times I have Finance ministry too,
Defence ministry too mostly stays with me,
I am the 2/3 rd majority, I decide how to run 'The House'!!

And most times I have solid 'Opposition' too,
The leader of Opposition (LoP) is very strong,
She being your grand mother,
Is also the head of oldest party in the house.
Her party has now lost and so she is in opposition,
Disputing every new law I, the PM try to bring.
She is Old Monk with a Gin,
But with her experience and wisdom,
I the PM, is always trimmed !!

Your grand dad, is a gentle politician,
He keeps changing parties from government to opposition,
When he is with us, we give him portfolio,
We make him a minister for Agriculture, Food and Health.
In some houses he is the Retired Former President.
Living a comfortable life with benefits that come with retirement.

You dear son get to keep Games, Education and Tourism ministry.
Nothing more comes your way,
You are forced to believe you are our future,
And so your ministry always need to perform,
Because,
To brighten the future is supposed to be in your hands!!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
August 2018

I loved you with my heart,
I loved you with my soul,
I gave you credit of everything I became,
I heard all that you said,
I followed you blindly,
I believed it when you proposed me.. ,
When I was a child..a teenager..,
I believed you when you said YOU LOVE ME..!!

I believed you when you said I am 'different' for you..,
I believed you when you said I am 'different' from others,
I never objected when you befriended many..,
I understood when you said 'you can't marry me'..,
I understood when you did not inform me 'you are engaged'..,

Yet

The only thing I wanted to believe,
The only thing I wanted to know that "YOU LOVE ME"...!!

We stayed friends, platonic always..,
In the moments of my need,
You helped me always,
During exams and competition..
You motivated me always..,
You saw no harm came to me always..,
All these were acts  giving credibility to my belief...
The fact for me that..
You 'cared' for me always..!!
That in bottom of your heart 'you love me always'!!

But one day...

Towards the end of that cherished relationship..,
The time had come for us to move on..,
You came to say a final good bye,
The FINAL MOMENT had finally come..,
I asked you one thing, with tears in my eyes..,
Waiting either to flow out or to roll back forever..,

I asked you one last time
"DID YOU EVER LOVE ME?"

And that one last time.. You answered,
"NO, NEVER"!..

SILENCE PREVAILED...!!!

And then...

It doesn't matter that we did not marry..
It doesn't matter that you proposed marriage to me just a month after this..,
It doesn't matter you divorced your wife after one month of marriage,
It doesn't matter the whole world blamed our friendship for your divorce,

IT DOESN'T MATTER ... At all...!!!

That NO, NEVER... Stayed with me..
Is still staying with me..
Will stay with me forever..

Even today I credit you for what I have become..,
Even today I know you have chiseled me a sculpture..,
Even today I know "YOU LOVED ME BACK THEN"...

But IT DOESN'T MATTER, DOES IT??


Sparkle in Wisdom
24/6/2018

.

It's about you and me.

It's not about why,
Ifs and buts,
It's about you and me
dear God

It's not about wrongs
and rights,
It's not about questions
and accusations,
It's not about reasons
and answers,
It's about my discussions with You,
It's just about you and me dear God.

It's not about wisdom and foolishness,
It's not about lying and cheating,
It's not about luck and lost,
It's not about dreams
and reality,
It's about trust I have in You,
It's just about you and me dear God

It's not about pride
and humility,
It's not about being
tough or rough,
It's not about the Belief
I have in you,
It's just about You and me.

Ignorant will raise doubts,
Intolerant will suppress anger of loss,
Doubters will doubt Your existence,
Non believers will question Your presence,
But,
I exist because You existed,
I am because You created,
I behave in the way You crafted,
I devote my entire life in Your feets,
Where it's just You and me,
Because that is what only matters.


Sparkle In Wisdom
July 22,2020

.

Dear Idea,

You are born in an exhausted brain of a mother,
To see the light of the day you will have to wait a little longer.

A "mother" with an idea,
  undoubtedly will first become a dedicated parent,
Responsibilities of being a mom will make her push "her Idea"  deep in the basement.
And
"Idea" will have to wait for a long confinement.

The
Idea to bloom and become a success,

Idea to materialise and make its history,

Idea to grow and become an identity,
Will take its own time.

Wait till that day and you will see,
You shall be taking up your own journey.

Please wait till then
Dear Idea,
Brew,
Age,
Ferment in the basement,
Let years be added to your creation,
Because when you will be brought out and exposed to the world,

You will be the timeless creation,
Aged to perfection,
With years added to your fermentation.

Like an age old wine
You shall too shine.
And with you a mother too will shine.

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Sparkle In Wisdom
15/3/2021

.
Soon the
Time will come,

When

The sun will shine high again,

The world will know the bloom again,

The dreams will be fulfilled again,

The peace will prevail again,

The smiles will be real again,

The worries will be done and dusted,

World will be surrounded with happy times again.

Just wait...

Sparkle in Wisdom
10/9/2020

W o r d s,
They can make someone's day...
Or
Break someone's heart...
Once spoken,
They can never be undone....!!

Words...
Formed from A-Z...
From vowels
And consonants

Can be inspiration
If given in discourse
Can be humiliating
If thrashed in fight..
Can change someones life..
Can make someone do suicide..

Words...
Can create a Buddha..
Or create a terrorist..
Just the formation of
these 26 letters...
Can make history
Can break history..

Words..
Powerful tool...
Which,
Creates Identity ..
Gives dignity..
Imparts morals..
Satisfies love..
Assures child..
Fulfills dream
Generates magic..
Yet...
Seldom ..
It creates Mahatma..
A super human being...

Choose ..
WORDS WISELY..!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
Nov 2018

Kids

No matter where they are,
No matter big or small,
No matter dependent or independent,
No matter caring or otherwise,

They are always -

Loved
Cherished
Cared
Remembered
Missed
By Parents!


Sparkle In Wisdom
13 Feb 2019.

They had their summer kid house,
On the slopes of the big house,
Under the big tree,
Thatched roof, walled and cool.

The house was big for the two of
them to cozy in,
They even had a attic
With bed facing a window,
Window had a opening
With Macaw cage outside,
At times she sat there
talking to the bird,
Looking over the stream that flow down the hill.

Each summer they spent
All their time there,
They ran down the beach to fight the mighty waves,
And came back to there den to
feast on their feat.

Soon they grew and big they become,
College had become there second home,
In vacation he came, she was already there,
She sat in the thatched house,
Talking the the bird,
He made her meet his 'new' friend
In college they had grew close,
'She' was gorgeous and beautiful,
And had all his attention for now.

'She', the new friend would love to sit in the big house,
and would like breakfast on the
big table,
Beach 'she' would avoid for it will
tan 'her' skin,
Summer house was no place for
'her' to reside.

He tried desperate to be in the den,
Sometimes he came alone,
Sometimes at night he slept there,
Mornings will be with  Macaw and the stream flowing down,
Beaches were now a sneaking affair,
For he went only when he could fair.

Vacation ended and so did all,
He came to meet her to say her good bye,
She was in the den, eating her breakfast alone,
He came and took a bite
from her plate,
He said, wait I will come
back soon,
To share this unfinished
breakfast room,
She knew that instant,
that her friend is back.

For the one who can't love the den,
Cannot share the life of her friend,
The cozy place was not aloof now,
The Macaw too was happy and sound,
The stream was singing too,
And the beach was crowded huge,
The residents have come back
And life had returned too.


Sparkle In Wisdom
March 2019

If we really want to celebrate a women and her day,

Let her,
Have the power,
To be able to decide,

Her
Plans to live
Wants to study
Choice of work place.
Profession.

Partner to live with.
Or
Live alone.

Her friends to mingle with
And
At whatever time.

Her movies to watch in theatre
And
Any show she wants.
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If we really want to celebrate women and her day,

Please do not force her
To either live with
Father, Brother, Husband
or a Son.

Give her the liberties of equal.

Let her keep the feet up and declare

She is NOT
Cooking,
Cleaning,
Teaching,
Mopping,
Doing laundry,

And see the works still happen smoothly,
Not just one day but everyday.

Let it be her choice!

And not a "favor done by  generous, helping, caring"  partner!
-----------------

If we really want to celebrate women and her day,

Don't

Bind her in -

Duties, Let it be her choice!

Phrases like, "girls are always good, silent and well behaved",
and "boys are naughty".
Don't silent her before she starts talking.

Don't burden her with
Classes of
Cooking,
Stitching,
Baking,
Singing,

Just because girls "her age"  should know all this, Let it be her choice!

Let her decide,
The clothes she wear
A pair of jean
Suit
Saari
Skirt
Mini skirt
Shorts
Or
Nothing at all, Let it be her choice!

Don't tell her to be soft spoken,
Let it be her choice!
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If we really want to celebrate women and her day,

Girls should stop
Pulling girls,
Sympathizing with males,
Having double standards.

A separate rule for "husband"  and his family,
A separate one for "brother" and his family.

Let her be free and be able to
Live
Breathe
Feel
Express
And
Enjoy
Life
!!

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S­parkle In Wisdom
8/3/2021.

.
Your spirit have come today,
Covered in blood stains,
Questioning my intention,
But
with compassion.

Your spirit have come today,
To see me in prison,
Looking a lot tired,
Questioning about our
girls well-being,
But
Without accusations.

Your spirit have come today,
To finally "see" me,
All drained of anger,
Questioning my love for you,
But,
with tender warmth.

Love got ruined,
Peace got robbed,
Neither you lived,
Nor am I free,

You punched me in on
my face,
I killed you in fit of rage,

In that moment our
lives shattered,
You gone,
Me in prison,
Our girls orphaned.

The time we loved each other,
Married defying all odds,
Did God write in lines of my palms,
I will ****** my beloved?
Did God plan your death
by the hands you once loved?
Did God plan for our girls
future a life without us around?

How will our girls live
without our love,
They who can't even cook,
Can't sleep without us,
They who must be afraid
in the big world,
Without us around
they will be so scared.

Your spirit have come today,
I guess,
To ask questions,
Of my actions,
Or
Repent your actions,
Of discussing the life
That could have been
If,
I wouldn't had acted
in rage,
Of,
The trust we both lost,
Of,
The love that became
possessive,
Of,
Ego's and hurt,
Violence and pain,
Fights and anger,
Duties and Responsibilities,
Rights and wrongs,
Of finally,
YOU AND ME.

You have come today
in your spirits and soul,
Wait till I come to you
to discuss these questions,
Let me be released and
set upon free,
Not from the prison but
from my rented body,

Let me be free..
Let my soul be free..
Let my soul match your soul.

SPARKLE IN WISDOM.
19/9/2019.

Life is struggle,

Everyday is
Blind...
You get up to plan
Ends up in pain

Life always have
it's own way
To communicate
With you...

Never underestimate
The life and it's doing

Life is just a passing line...
We move in direction
Up, down,
forwards, backwards
Eat,
sleep,
clean,
dream,
Don't ever believe
That
anything
we do
Is done by our
own power...!

Life is so turbulent
Even leaf doesn't know
It will fall next second...

Life is so unpredictable
Next step is not in know

Yet,
Happy or sad
Truth or false
Real or fake
Life is here to take..

Life is unplanned,
yet,
We say,
"My life is
planned, it's
Sorted..!!"

Fact is,
All born are to live ..

AS LIFE COMES...!!

SIMPLE

Sparkle In Wisdom
3 Feb 2019

LIFE OF A GIRL

She gets up in the morning worried and messed up,
The mood is hot and flared up,
Today is the annual day and she is not ready,
With manicured, pedicured nails,
And with skin brushed to shine,
How to did she even forget to wash her hair?
The worries shows in the frizz of her hair,
Off she runs to shampoo on chilled winter morning.. Cold is the last thing to deter her today...
She has to be best, the most beautiful...She echoes..
Oh! She is so self obsessed careless yet careful teenager around...!!!

She enters the college with dreams and colors all around,
She can't repeat yellow she wore it on Monday,
Jeans, Shorts, Skirts - ankle length, knee and thigh,
Traditional or not is the fight with mom all the while,
Purses of various colors, shapes and sizes,
Shoes to fit each out fit add up each day,
Watches have thr day too,
With ear ring tossed in the loss of a stud,
With necklace rejected as it's gold not silver,
Nail color should change every alternate day..
Oh! She is so self obsessed careless yet careful girl around..!!

The marriage mellows her down a bit,
With duties to perform, with office to attend,
She still can't repeat a dress in a week,
And nail colors too have to change each week,
But purse remain same barring occasions,
And shoes also have to go for comfort of the day,
Yet in all her small ways
She tries to find that carefree moment of her life,
The life when she is she and not what is expected of her..!!

Kids bring another angle to her story,
The task is humongous, the responsibility huge,
The hair is always frizzled, the eyes sleep deprived,
Yet she manages to bring her she side out,
She maintains her  composure but is deeply worried,
All her flawless skin, her nails, her figure,
Have gone for a infinite  ride, a vacation, a break,
She doesn't throw her old clothes away,
Rather tries to fit in high school jeans be proud to feel she can indeed fit and enter...
Oh!  she is so self obsessed care free yet careful girl around!!!

The I Must Too foreign tour is round the corner,
Her self obsessed brain tickles oh! just four months to go,

She has to invite back her hair, nail and figure,
Plead, Beg, Order whatever she can BUT to have them back she must..

She plans out it's never too late,
Starts with yoga and aerobics too,
Green tea is a part of her life whole day now,
Compliments are coming and she is overjoyed
With new found glory she is queen again,

Tours have to must have 'shorts pic', and a 'Frock pic'  and a 'running around with kids' pic for sure ,
The fact that husband has aged, bald,and *** -bellied doesn't even scare...
Oh! What a self obsessed carefree yet careful girl she is!!

Things that keep her strong are,
The taunts that come along...
From high school till today she grew up on them,
They are the multivitamin and have been that way,
Will they only see you? they ask,
And she is sure they will, they always did...
With all the tasks,the deadlines and the kids growing,
She reminds herself she is still the queen,
She cannot forget and move on as this is she that she has grown on...
Ageing doesn't scare her as she is still beautiful in her own eyes,
"Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder" they say,

She is you, she is me,
she is the daughter born yesterday, and the daughter who will born tomorrow, and she is the grand mother too...

Oh! She is so self obsessed carefree girl anyone ever did see...!!!

Sparkle in Wisdom

I am getting dragged
behind you
Just like a rope
Lifeless, hopeless.

The diversion you take,
Me too turn behind,
Dumb, subconscious..
Identityless.

Your destination is in your thoughts,
I just walk behind you,
You walk to achieve something,
I walk behind questioneless..

Or

Is not my destination
my determination..YOU?

Do you realize
I walk behind you?
Can you hear my footsteps..
Dragging with a hush??

But
Why am I
Asking you all this?
Was walking behind you not my own decision?

You are moving for your own resting place,
I was anyways never the whole final destination for you...
Then why should my ubiety in your 'moving life' should have any mention??

I have made you my destiny by choice,
Then
Should my life have any other diversion than yours..??

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Life partner - 2 (Reply)

I could feel you getting dragged behind me,
Your presence completes my existence,
You are walking behind with held breaths,
I move ahead counting your breaths..

I am moving with a great speed,
To wait and rest for few seconds is impossible..
I could hear your heavy weezing,
But to slow down is impossible..

You speak the truth,
You walk behind making me your destiny,
And so I walk on the good road till today,
Thorns will come surely in my path in future,
But I am trying to take bit longer but smooth roads..

Neither animosity nor complains you have for me,
Neither questions nor answers I have for you,
Our life will pass harmoniously this way..
Me ahead and you behind tagging along.

Hold me well with power of your determination,
Give me courage by your silent smiles,
Keep your faith on me always,
You will be given credit for my journey of success,
Hold me strongly on the ground after the success..!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
11/8/2018

.

Miss those days,
When money
mattered,

When simplicity
was treasured,

When luxury
was dreamt,

When ambition
was high,

When fire in the belly was brightest,

When nothing
was impossible,

And
When
Life was at peace.

Sparkle In Wisdom
28/9/2020

!!!

Success can be credited to you,
Failure will be ours.

One to boost confidence,
Another to ward off depression.

Life can be a tough journey,
Together it can become ride full of adventure.

Believe me,
I
Believe in you,
Trust you,
With my life.

It's our story,
A little bit of YOU in ME
And
A little bit of ME in YOU
Together we create US.

Together we can, and we will weave the magic,
The sunshine.

Sparkle In Wisdom
March 2019

Life is but an unknown road,
No driver can lead you through..

Life is but a unsolved mystery,
No doctor can cure you through..

Life is but an unrecognized destination
No road will lead you through..

Life is but a quest for innovation,
No scientist have perfected it through...

Life is but a tangled puzzle,
No scholar had cracked it through...

Life is a but a set of problem
No solution have ever been deciphered for..

And so we rely on
God...

The Generator, Operator, Destroyer...

Who can
Generate the unknown energies and souls

Who can Operate those souls in machines made by Him..

And

Who can Destroy those machines and reuse His souls...

Me a Believer..!!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
7/8/2018

Me too

A beginning of something that did not end well,

Someone, sometime had a different agenda,

Love didn't always turns with plans..

Agenda's fail..

#Metoo is born.

Me too

A beginning of something that did not end well,

Someone, sometime had a different agenda,

But,
Love doesn't always turns with plans..

Agenda's fail..

#Metoo is born.

Who was me??
A mute baby doll...
Just born...
To walk
To move
To fight
To win
To be free
To self-respect
To respect
You taught me
all this!!

You ..
Created me
Crafted me
Emblazoned me
Framed me
Into what I am today...!

Today we have to
recreate those moments,
Today we have to re-craft
Another mute little doll...
I am sending you
My little daughter,
To re-do the magic again...!!

Today I send you your grand daughter...
Make her fearless tigress..
Make her learn to win each fight...
Make her learn to achieve her dreams...
Make her learn to dream with open eyes..
Make her learn to believe in herself...

Make her
Obsessed
Adamant
Ruthless
Yet
The beautiful soul...
The best in this world!!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
Nov 2018

I remember my rides
With high speeds ..
The thrills, the adventure in rain, hail and shine..
I remember my days spent wandering...
In countryside and beyond..
I remember heavy rains..
Made sudden urge for drive...
The unplanned long drives,
The eating out was always a norm..
And junk food was so much fun...

The speed kills, never detested my love to ride back then,
And
Life was so much fun...

The adventure is all changed now,
Since my daughter came along,
I started to watch my speed,
And 30-40km/hr became a check point in my life,
Rain became a slippery mess,
And I became a careful rider..

Where,
I cannot meet an accident,
Getting injured or sick is out of question,
Being healthy is a compulsion..
And life cannot be taken for granted,
Cause I have to take care of my little one.

I cannot be a careless mess,
I cannot eat burger for lunch..
My daughter demands pizza and fries,
I serve her baked veggies topped with sunshine..(fried egg)..
She give me a harsh look to ****..
I give back her a smile..
She knows her gaze did not ****..
She attack her food with no fun...

All my ABC's start with veggies and fruits..
Cautious me is always in a fret..
A bit cold makes me a nurse,
I wrap my daughter in coat doubled of woolen.

When she overhears my adventure days,
She can't believe her ears and feels all untrue..
One day she saw my album of old pics..
Questioning eyes, accusing eyes all was on her face..
The pic had me..
Riding fast..ending on a pizza joint, with spirits in my hands ..
And now,
I have a sheepish smile to hide my fear.
Trying time of explaining stuff that had been a distant past..

Next thing on my list was,
To hide the album deep,
For never to be found again till she becomes a parent, a mom....!

The adventure of being a mom are too high...

Mom can't have a drink and sleep carefree...
But with sleepless nights, she become a zombie.
Mom can't go for long drive , can't spend night- outs with her friends,
And she ends up with tension high degree, When daughter doesn't return from her friend's birthday celebration.
Mom can't spend time on the foolish talks with her friends on phone ...
For the energy drains with arguments with daughter for rights and wrongs
And for the now that's wrongs, which was once right .

Being a Mom is toughest thing...
To live a life with example is the adventure in itself.

Sparkle In Wisdom
31/7/2019

Happy Mother's Day*

The day a child is born a mother is born,
The mother is as new as the child,
The mother grows with child,
The mother learns with child,

And mother MOTHERS the child...

The day the mother is born a fighter is born.

She can fight, lie, cheat, sacrifice, ****, beg, for the needs of the child.

No one should question MOTHER... Because when a lady is mother she is everything a CHILD WANTS...
but not always what SOCIETY WANTS.

Sparkle in Wisdom

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I have moved away
Far away from where
we left ages ago..

I have forgotten the
words you said,
I don't even remember the emotions,
That we shared ages ago.

I have spent hours of agony,
Cried till my eyes refused to shed tears,
I have no images of those memories
That we shared back then.

Today, you want to ignite
the flame
of left over relations,
How will fire burn on something that doesn't exist?
I don't even feel the pain that you gave me ages ago.

We had shared the best relation back then,
But then it withered
like dried flowers,

We had shared our emotions
Just by mere exchange
of glance,
But then we stopped
looking at each other,

Life had moved on,
So had I,
You left me back then,
Why try again?
I am not sorry
But
I have moved on.

.
You were never mine,
I was always yours,
Now,
I moved away.

You never expressed your love,
I always did,
Now,
I have stopped.

You wanted a tissue,
I chose to be one,
Now,
I refuse.

Relationship was never equal,
Now,
It is!

Sparkle In Wisdom
14/10/2020

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With proud and respect,
Lives the elders here,
With pride and head held high,
Lives youth here,
With dedication and devotion,
Farmers ploughs field here,
With confidence and sacrifice,
Fights the soldier here,
With love and laughter,
Grows the kids here,
With intimacy and simplicity,
Wives manages house here,
This is my country,
None other like this exists.

Slowly the country moves,
To become the golden bird again,
No enimity with any nation,
Making it's identity alone,
With peace and humility,
Becoming a symbol it stands high.

It has never divided nor will ever divide,
This is united India(country) of mine,
Built by Lord Krishna and Ram,
Dreamt by Maurya,
It didn't break when it was  ransacked,
Though weakened for a second,
But became stood rock solid and strong.

Each drop of blood flowing from,
the nerves of each individual here,
Shouts and recites loudly
Great is my country,
Great is my country.

Sparkle In Wisdom.
Translated work from my Hindi poem,
Bharat desh mahan mera!

Shaping your life little one
Few tips I share
With these, if you follow
You become a star my little one ...!!

Mistakes are done every day,
Each new step you take
Might be right or might be incorrect
How you handle them will shape your being my little one...!!

At each mistake in your life .
Never say BECAUSE when you are wrong,
Stand up and face your mistakes
HEAD HELD HIGH BUT NOT HIGH HEADED...

Never ask WHY when something is wrong
Search for possibilities
For better solution...
Don't try to ESCAPE a situation..
By blaming others to over come..
Try to stay calm, accept your wrong...

And remember each mistake is a learning step ..
Without them there's no learning...
Remember your wrongs and build your rights...
Grow to a better human being my little one...!!

One thing always you remember...
Never will you find me do a cover up....
For your mistakes or mine...

You will have to face your doing
cause
I will not always be behind...
We come alone in this world
We learn,
We grow,
We create,
We design,
We become our own Identity..
Grow into a beautiful soul my little one...!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
Nov 2018

With each turn passing
My shadow was following me
Winter wind was blowing
My shadow was freezing cold..

With each turns and hedges
It just ran through the corners..

With sun getting high
It got wild and strong

With my frequent desperation
to get rid of it
It got bigger and bold..

The more I disliked it's free attitude..
It showed me it's competing style..

The more I drove faster
It lingered me thin and bigger..

Finally came the setting sun..
It became taller than me

I called it loud names..
It grew bigger so could
not hear me..

Tall mountains and tall shadow
Was both chilled and freezed..

It continued it's run behind me
Guess that was the reason it did
not freeze..

I was getting annoyed with it
My whole time went away
Watch and try to shed it away
So I could move free..

It lingered around me
With claws of it's own
The more I drove reckless
The tighter it's grip grew..

With night setting in
I searched for it in vain..
In desperation to rid from it
I had driven deep in terrain..

Now darkness engulfed me
It hid some where,
vanished,
frozen cold winds
knocked my car away..

I started missing the company
My shadow had given me
Instead of trying to rid from it
I started longing for it's company..

In that winter night
With that smoked air coming
from my month,
I tried calling it with my shaking voice
I looked for it's company to keep me warmed..
Yet it disappeared till
night waned away
And
Morning
Sun came by..!

In those colder dark hours
I realised the value of my shadow!

From undesired company
It became my closest friend
From unwanted distracter
It became my priority partner..

And now me and my shadow are company together
I never feel lonely again..
Anyone who join me in my drive
Feels like a intruder between the two of us..
I sing along, my shadow keeps dancing and both of us make a perfect
Blend...

On each passing turn
It blends to take a bend..!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
1 Jan 2019.

Every evening I see the
Brightest star shines by..
It waits for me to come and see
Before it goes away..,

The timing is set
It always comes..
At the time of dusk
And sun is about to descend
And the moon is about to emerge
In that twilight zone
I see you on horizon..!!

And when the darkness sets in..
And the moonlight fills in..
And in multiple stars twinkling,
It's there everyday..
I can see from my West facing window,
It waits for me for few minutes,
The moment we see each other,
It says goodbye to me
And fades away..
To come again next day!

I know very well My son,
We are playing this game,
The time you left our home,
I see you since then..
I know you come to greet
A sweet Hello!
To your mom..
Love you my son
Love you my Shining Star..!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
Nov 2018

When I am SITTING doing NOTHING
I thinks of my son who had left me void,

When I am WALKING alone in street
I remember my son and time well spent,

When I am COOKING I feel guilty of leaving my son alone at times,

My son who was special
My son who was dependent on me,
My son who left me early.

My son,
For some doctors he was classic example VEGETABLE,
For others he was point of research,
They told her so point blank on my face,
He will not live beyond 10 or 11,
he passed at 11&1/2...!


My son, whose passing away,
I could not grieve..
Coz,
he was a LIBERATED SOUL..
I held back my tears
To CELEBRATE his LIFE,
I held back my tears to
HAIL his NEW LIFE.
At times when I am
DOING NOTHING
I spend my time
RETROSPECTING....!!!

When people see me DOING NOTHING,
They call me NAMES,

LAZY for some
FREE for some
HAPPY for some
LIBERATED for some
INDEPENDENT for some
LUCKY for some....!!!
Coz'
to cry my heart out
is not just me...!

I FEEL LIKE ASKING -
Do they see ME
-
Shopping,
Watching movies
Enjoying parties
Laughing
Gossiping...
???

When I do nothing,
Let me be,
Let me be in memory of my son...
My mind needs no DISTRACTION,
My body needs no REPAIRS,
My face needs no FACIALS,
My hair needs no MASSAGING...!

I am fine by myself
LET ME BE...!!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
22/1/2019

Walking in the path,
A small foot path,
Made under the shade of trees,
By flattened grass of walking feets.
Walking and moving in endless thoughts,
I have reached a narrow muddy path,
I look behind and see a long empty lane,
I look forward again.....

I see a small endless muddy lane,
It's covered
with
Datura and Gum Arabic trees...
One is poisonous vespertine flowering plant another a thorny ****...
It's a narrow Lane we call it "Pagdandi"....a narrow Lane made in mud by people walking on it over and over again,

This lane has been unknown to me,
Miles and miles and destination less....
I heard my heart,
and here I am walking on this lane...
For unpredictable future...
It was dusty, dry and thorny...

I don't know IT'S destination,
I don't know "MY" destination..

Life is also just like this,
Endless lawns of meaningless green pasteurs...
Empty, silent sprinkled with colors,
When I move a nameless destination awaits..
And the desire to reach the destination keeps me moving...

In between I cross the tarred black roads, long like snakes,
I compare the black tarred road to relatives and friends who knock on our door,
They come smile, laugh and go...
And when I cross the road
I am left in the same muddy lane...
This muddy lane, I wonder,
Is it not a reflection of Life??

Everyone has a dream,
some even work on fulfilling the dream,
But, If one does achieve the dream even then,
Is not life just the same again??

Don't we all finally desire
for
Home cooked good food,
Eaten around happy faces,
In a place we call home,
Where our family lives...!!

Is not the life we had before is what we want later ??

But somewhere in the corner of heart
One aspires so much..
Wealth, Comfort, Desires, Name, Fame, Success...
All this in the name of HAPPINESS....!!

But the road to all this is same muddy lane we call "Pagdandi"...
Happiness is with all of them,
Who were thr in my thoughts...
When I walked in that lane...
Happiness is in the "muddy dusty lane"
Filled with thorns of Gum Arabic tree (babool)
And
Poisonous vespertine flowers of Datura plants...
Happiness is in walking in life what path we come across...
Happiness is making memories and filling it with laughter, stories and smiles.

STILL DESTINATION LESS

Sparkle in Wisdom.
24/12/2011.

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Death is a loss of life,
A soul liberated, true!

But death is also pain, sadness and agony,
For those left behind.

Death is a death,
be it in
My house,
My City,
My State,
My County,
My continent,
Or yours!

I can't run away from that pain,
I can't turn a blind eye to loss thats not mine.

It's humanity that binds me to the suffering,
It's mankind that weaves us together.

It's more than religion,
nationality,
tribe
and
creed,
It's WE together.

Covid bought a lot of pain,
But it united the world like never before.


Sparkle In Wisdom
26/6/2021

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Parents never leave us ...
They reside in us,

We don't know
How and when,
We have just become them.

Your mom had not gone ANYWHERE,
She had just settled in you now.

You will see her in the works you do,
And the reactions you give,

You will see her in the way you care,
For her loved ones and yours,

You will feel her inside you,
As you were once inside her,

Just be vigilant and you will find her everywhere,
And
You will never know when you have become her.

💖💖

Sparkle In Wisdom
20/6/2021

I wonder why we define boundaries
The LOC's, The island, The territories
Do we ever understand our existence?
Do we ever question our existence?

Intrigues my mind these thoughts ever
Reasons my thoughts over and over
Do we really think we are big?
Do we really exist the way we think?

Andromeda being our neighbor in many
Thousands of these galaxies surround us
Milky way is one such in plenty..
One dot is our planet
Unique, beautiful, lively, colorful..
Colors are recent addition not too old though..
The time when existing boundaries were drawn
Colors and flowers too were born..
Do we believe we created colors?
Do we really believe we created boundaries??


We fight for territories
We define continents
We be so proud of countries
Our existence, Our proud, Our nationality, our Identity,
Do we feel we exist because of countries??
Do we really feel we are nothing beyond countries??

Religion, Ethnicity, Culture, Color,
Do animals have it too??
Sentinelese, Jarawa, Onge tribes
Living in archipelago of Andaman & Nicobar for 60,000 years,
Who are these people living in tribes?
Which religion do they belong?
What language do they speak?
How without fire do they survive?
Do we still think we exist because of names given by us?
Do we still doubt our Creator?

To bound self in boundaries is sin
Sin against the Creator
Sin against the Soul
Sin against the humanity
Sin against belief of life..
To partition our nations is to belittle
the Greatness of His
Who created us, who created universe
Who created "Himself" to keep our belief..

Continents, Rich, Poor, Oldest civilisation, Countries, Big, Small
Are these parameters to be proud of?
If we observe us from the top of universe
We will be a fly or a microorganism
They may name us Earthica humane
Do we have to fight for land and land marks?
Do we still have to divide the mother Earth?

Is it not high time we rise and decide?
United we make our Earth unique
Souls wander the whole universe
But to live they decend on Earth
Can we not be proud of planet as a whole?
No boundaries do us part
Can we not end the hatred forever?
Bringing peace, solace and love as treasure!!