Monsoon, Mosquitios, and World cup

World cup Opener

Under the bright sunshine

The dancers put up a spectacle

With singers trying to spread

The spirit of Africa

It is a historic day for a big continent

Hosting the world cup for first time

Showcasing the arrival of a new giants

The massive soccer city stadium

Stunned me as it looked massive

On par with top football stadiums

Gun ‘n’ tears

We are living in a jungle of guns

We don’t know who have it with them

Everything looks peaceful

Once in a while

We hear that someone went crazy

With a gun

Shooting down innocent people

Who were just walking down the street

Or living on with their daily routines

In colleges, schools or some public space

We go out with a belief

That we will return home safe

We can’t predict a vehicle hitting us over

Just like that, there’s no guarantee

That we will be safe from guns

Lawmakers provide the liberty to all

To own guns for their safety

I wonder if everyone who owns guns

Really have any kind of threat

How can anyone justify themselves

After Shying away the responsibility

Authorities gave guns and ammunitions

To the revolting rebels

To unstablize various nations

Later they grew up as terror monsters

Attacking the old friends and old enemies alike

With no mercy

Authorities closed eyes on gangs

They closed eyes on illegal trades

Now they have huge reserve of arms

Enough to engage in fights with even armies

Pirates, Maoists, religious armies  

Ethnic miltants, you name anything

They all got guns to shoot down innocent people

Guns shoots bullets

Piercing through the body

And takes away the lives

But bullets don’t know

That it is killing anyone

It’s a dead metal born to kill

And to bring tears from countless eyes

No words or rewards could ever wipe out

Those tears from those eyes

Even after years goes by

Loss of beloved ones through bullets

That’s very tough on growing up children

Having to face an uncertain future

Can anyone explain why they need guns?

Just as they have right to live

We have same rights to live

Nobody has the right to take away

A valuable life

Nobody has the power to heal the tears

Then why they shoot those bullets

Those who lose their breadwinners

 Struggle to make the ends

Their tears never end

As they try to repair their lives

The loss to a bullet will haunt them

Helpless to do anything

Some may take revenge with bullets

But that keeps the cycle of guns and tears

Running endlessly with vengeance

Somebody has to stop it someday

That day might not come

But we can hope

As i watch more and more visuals of gun battles and loss of lives,it just makes me sad as i've seen death in front of me .

Fire Walk

A pit in the premises of a temple

Filled with red hot charcoal

Resembling the molten lava

A crowd waiting eagerly

With their souls dedicated to prayers

An aura of spirituality fumed in air

In the darkness of late night

They are all awake in anticipation

Even the stars and moon watched

With curiosity

As the priest blessed the chosen ones

Dressed in the holy colors

Totally immersed in devotion

The spirit of the crowd rose

The chants of applause

Cheered up the chosen ones

They had their eyes on that pit

It shined and lured

Them like expensive jewelry

They took bunch of neem leaves

In their hands

And lined up to walk over that hot bed

Nobody had the fear of burn

Only one thing in mind

Pure dedication to the task

To show their affection to the god

One by one they walked

They didn’t run

They didn’t cry

Even when it seemed like burning

They walked and returned for more

The chants of devotion reached new highs

As prayers conquered the whole area

As they felt the presence of ultimate energy

At the end of the ritual

They applied holy ash on their legs

And rested in tranquility

With a sense of satisfaction

About fulfilling the pledge

Taken during some tough times

That they will do this if they succeed

This is just a return of favor

From heart to please almighty

There may be skeptical onlookers

Who question the logic

But ,some times

Belief ,Customs and experiences

Can stand tall as solemn truth

Defying all logics

Fire walk

It’s a divine walk

To defeat the fear

To defeat the sins

To embrace the goodness

To embrace the god

As a true devotee

I was inspired by the devotion of many people who walked over the fire pits during special festivals in certain temples. 

Choice

At every juncture

Life gives choices

Different paths to chose

In different directions

It gives no guarantees

But Just hope

May show footprints

Of those who travelled through those paths

But no real tips

As through same paths

Two individuals may embrace

Entirely extreme outcomes

So it’s down to oneself

To judge the choice

One path can lead to glory

One path can lead to gloom

One path may be safe and trusted

But may offer limited returns

One path may be too risky

But many have made it big

Going through that path

Many succumbed to the pit hole

Some paths are unknown

Waiting to be discovered

Waiting to be tamed

To create history

It’s adventurous but offers only uncertainty

A lifetime decision is on the line

Whether to choose a safe path

Whether to choose high-risk path

Whether to choose an unknown path

We all face this throughout our life

We get it right sometime

To clinch success and happiness

We get it wrong sometime

To fall in the line of regret and tears

But life goes on

Every day we have to choose

And rest of the days depends on that choice

We can’t freeze our life

If we stand to think

Time moves on and the opportunity

We may not get another one

But sometimes

Its all about two choice

Whether to choose something we love to do

Or to choose something that will give lot of money

When we do things, we dreamt to do

We find satisfaction

Even if we have to sacrifice

Things we do out of compulsion is mechanical

But it can give secured feeling

Even access to brighter new world

Different to what we ever imagined

When time is a constraint

When our decision affects many others

It has to be perfect

We can’t be selfish

If we choose to be daring

We shouldn’t turn back at the middle

We can’t jeopardize others dreams

We have to stick with it to the end

Giving the best and hoping for the best

If we are unsure

It’s time to be practical

It’s the time to rise above

Emotions and sentiments

It’s the time to show the courage

To choose what suits everyone

Without any regrets

As years later

We might come across a point

Where we turn and glance at past

We might say we could have done different

But still, every choice is a risk

But we can’t run away from taking it

As if we don’t

Some other will choose our destiny

That will be painful

As it’s beyond us to do anything to change it

So when we have the choices

We should choose the one that suits us the best

Not the one to appease anyone

Not the one to emulate someone

Those who dared to choose

Always found happiness

Those who chocked to choose

Always found regrets

Life is a journey of choices

And we have to keep choosing

Until this journey is over for good