Cloned Baby

Everyone long to have a cute baby

Once they grow into their youth

With strong feelings of affection

Running inside the heart

To care an innocent face

As the time changed

Relations are in anarchy

Arranged marriages or love marriages

Now there’s no guarantee of getting along together

Egos are fighting it out over every silly thing

Nobody wants to give a damn inch

Dating is no more than a farce event

Many looking for one nightstand

Or to have live in relations without commitments

Age is not a bar anymore

                                  Some rush to marriage, thinking that it will work

Soon to part ways over some fights

Gays and lesbians are just like other couples

It’s hard to believe

Abandoned girls over pregnancy

Or girls walking away for lonely life

Single mothers and single fathers

A reality hurts some times

Time and time again

Cheating husbands and cheating wives

Secret affairs that kills integrity of marriages

Divorces are just like any other formality

No value for relations

There is no love for a lifetime

As people are looking for that elusive love

Always

The long battles for the possession of kids

It’s emotional war fought by attorneys

You can see tearful fathers and mothers

Seeing the court giving the rights of kids

To ex-spouses

Some may never get to see their beloved kids

There arises the question

What about having a cloned baby?

Countless couples struggle to have kids of their own blood

With treatments never yielding results

Some have to rely on donor banks

For getting pregnant

Giving an hidden feeling of guilt of failure

To the partners

Some have to rely on surrogate mothers

They hire their motherhood for someone else’s happiness

For some money

As mere carriers,

They never get to take care of those kids

Whom they given birth after ten long months

They face emotional separation for a lifetime

Why can’t authorities allow people to have cloned babies?

As the technologies are evolving

We have the dolly and other cloned animals

Lived in front of us

May be there’s some short comings

But I feel someone has to take initiative

That could change the lives of millions

Soon hapless cheated singles can have cloned babies

They won’t have to find out utopian partners

They can just have their babies

A reason worthwhile for living, than suffering alone

About-lost love and life

Then those hated lesbians and gays can have kids

Which once all believed as impossible scenario

Let’s make science fiction into reality

If guys can give birth to kid

With sophisticated techniques

Let’s have artificial wombs and incubators

Where babies can grow in peace

And doctors can keep the process in check

Babies are source for happiness

Every one has the right to have own babies

Those who oppose abortion

Open your eyes

See the pain of millions who crave for kids

Without emotional breakdown from relations

May be we can have a better world

With less unhappy relations

Let the singles be virgin parents, if they wish so

As they can’t bear the turbulence of relation

So that they have someone to look after in old age

Let couples have kids from their blood

And have some happiness in their families

You all support research on deadly weapons

For killing hapless and innocent people

Why you can’t let cloned babies to come to this world with smiles?

Just like those test tube babies did some decades back

I am waiting for seeing the smile of a cloned baby

Legendary Tree

Where is that old legendary tree?

For years, it stood as a talismanic figure

In front of a junction of history

Beside the historic royal path

In front of grand old institutions

Like the Victorian town hall, University college, Sanskrit college

It stood and saw the times of change

In the end, fell down to sacrifice itself as the cost

For new age development

Soon vehicles will run

Over the very place, where it stood

It seems something is missing there

Bright light is streaming around

Than that beautiful shadows of branches

Now the roadside vendors

Too went missing as part of change

In rain days, it covered many people from rain

With its massive branches

During hot sunny days, it gave the breeze

It gave shelter to hundreds of people from scorching heat

As they waited, for buses that headed towards their destinations

Now there is a big vacuum

It’s hard to fill in and it never will be filled in

Those who once enjoyed the warmth of it

They will surely miss it whenever they pass by

It’s inevitable, as hundreds have to travel

Wider road is a necessity

That marked the end of a glorious life

It left a mark on the history of the city

I still remember those beautiful greeting cards

Sold under the shade of that tree

During Christmas, Valentines Day, Friendship day etc

I still remember those vendors selling

Vegetables, fruits, seeds and other stuffs

I couldn’t forget some policemen

Standing and helping the pedestrians to cross the road

During rush hours

Now people will wait for bus in the bus shelter

Finally, it will have people standing there

As that grand old tree is no more to give shade

 Soon no one will remember that grand old tree

That stood meters inside the road

It was once a hub of activities

Now its space is a hub for vehicles to run fast

Sell Your Trust for One cent

Learn this lesson,anytime

You may fall from the grace

Then,every bit of your honesty will become just a piece of trash

It takes just matter of words to have your value degraded

Just when you talk sensible,pointing out the harsh facts

So,always be nice to all

Fake that you are supporting,just to remain trustworthy

That's how it's gonna work,now

Don't ever bother to advice,even when you foresee things

Cos,you gonna be treated unwanted

For being honest from the depth of your heart

If you advice to avert something,

with proof to substantiate it forcefully

All those nice times with your close ally might vanish

As bunch of sad memories

You will wonder,what I have done !

What shall i do to prove my trust?

Is it wrong to tell harsh truths?

Isn't there value for my trust?

It's amazing to be the untruthful

Just for being rude with words

There is no second chance to prove

Cos,all that matters is being nice

Its better

You sell your trust for one cent

Atleast you will get someone

Who will trust you for that price

Cos,when it's given for free

Your trust will have no value

So,sell your trust for one cent

Youngistan

Youngistan,

What a way to mention youth!

An advertisement for a soft drinks

Needed something to refresh their image

After getting rid of old stars

What a way to divide nation

on the lines of old and young

Youngistan for young indians

But i wonder when will some other

come up with oldistan to tap up old indians

After branding Generation-X and Generation-Y

Now youth are from youngistan

In every media there is space for youngistan

Their opinion counts after all

Uttering bla bla bla in typical accent

Talking big about too many things

To take it further,youth channels

roping in freaky youngistanis

into splitsvillas and shameless numerous programs

Wow,that make some sense

Business after all,viewership and sponsorships

I wonder if the parents of youngistan

are really bothered about their kids

Doing all wierd stuffs on tv to get

some seconds of fame,without any remorse

Calling others horrendous abuses

And showcasing fashion,nothing less than vulgar

I wonder where this youngistan is going

People cries out for media moderation

But i wonder where are those moral policing forces

Closing their eyes on disection of so called sacred culture

caused by promoters of youngistan

an echelon of educated youth

with all kind of flashy gadgets in hands

mainly confined to the pockets in cities

Thats what the real youngistan is all about

There is a huge youth population

facing the life in adverse conditions

No body dare to reach out to that deprived youngistan

Cos it wont bring trp ratings for channels

A farce mania of youngistan will thrive on

Until they come up with some other fizzy stuff

Marina Beach

Beaches are always so close to my heart

Since i live in a place with lot of beaches

I was excited about seeing a beach

That i saw on TV,ravaged by tsunami

Marina beach,chennai's own beach

Me and my friend hired an auto

As we didn't know the route

On the way,i felt the chennai heat

As if blowers are blowing hot air

from the sides

It turned to be just a short journey

But,we just couldn't prevent ourself

over paying ever greedy service provider

At first i looked forward

I asked myself, where is the sea?

I was surprised to see the long sand beach

so long and wide

I said to myself,oh my god

Its simply the biggest beach i ever visited

We walked towards the sea

It seemed that the distance isn't getting shorter

I thought,the long beach could

easily accommodate handful of football pitches

We saw the vendors on the beach

Serving colorful fish delicacies

and other snacks in various stalls

At a distance we saw the crowd

enjoying the waves in their little groups

Some were riding horses for fun

Some were walking along the beach

Some were sitting and watching the waves

Daring ones swam in those waves

Some who wanted to feel the waves

walked towards the waves

When the waves splashed with force

some were screaming and running backwards

Some fell down,and on lookers laughed

Some groups stood together

As if they wanted to conquer the waves

We went to have our feet wet

But i didnt feel the wave to be the that strong

Like the ones i normally see in my native beach

May be i was expecting alot about the waves

But surely felt the warm afternoon breeze of the sea

Some attention seeking guys

Showed their stunts in waves

To impress the beautiful ladies out there

Some girls were so busy in enticing

the guys who stared at them

We saw so many romantic couples

At one glance,we felt

Most of them were students

Who bunked classes from colleges

To have some romance on the beach

Families enjoyed their time in beach

letting kids to play on the sand

Some built castles and houses

Some were just running around

There were groups of students

In company of their teachers

Seeing the beach as part of tour

In short there were hundreds

who were excited about the waves and beach

I think,its a place that draws diverse hearts

With one passion

We tested out the fruit salad from a stall

Its a respite from the burning heat

Big open area and bright sun above

There are no place to hide

As we sat down , we saw some crabs walking around

Vendors came up with ground nuts and other stuffs

We saw some kids throwing bottles into sea

And then trying to snatch it back from the waves

A group was so immersed in that game

But one kid stood out from all

As he went towards the waves with a plastic board

May be a junk one.

He swam bit through the waves carrying it

Then he laid over the board and he floated

As the waves started coming towards beach

It seemed he was more of like laid surfing

For a kid to do such an act,was amazing

No one else dared to go that far like he did

Surely he got some appreciation from stunned eyes

As we had to return to railway station

We said good bye to the waves

And walked towards the bus stop

On our way we saw some burrows on beach

we went and watched it closely

Stunned by the scene

Yes,there were some tin cans containing water

from the depth of beach

We saw some kids filling thrown away bottles

with the water from those burrows

There were so many such filled bottled

Arranged  beside those burrows

I never saw such burrows in any beach before

Surprisingly,

many vendors stalls nearby had such water bottles,

we were less shocked though

We walked past the body sized posters of filmstars

may be for taking photos for the visitors by standing aside

We walked past the beautiful sculptured park

Saw many people resting there

Though buses came

I don't know why,i insisted on walking

Though we were tired,

May be i thought the distance was less

Or may be i liked the tiled walkway

With sculptured barriers on the side

While we walked ,we kept looking at the beach

Saw many upcoming lawns aside

Sprinkled with water

There were series of parks at some distance

Lost count of colleges and railwaystations

We kept walking in search of a Gandhi statue

Simply the beach was so long

I was envious,cos its so beautiful

May be i was too excited about walking

and watching the beach

But it took a toll on my friend

Who had a long journey undue at night

I wished to see the sun set though

But i had a train to catch

So kept on walking

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