Petals of Life

One would almost wonder why there's so much hype going on about marriage nowadays. Facebook flooded with adds of matrimony sites, Cell networks sending you messages with tips on how to have a successful marriage, people going to dhongi babas clutching horoscopes, building houses according to vastu to have a no-fight married life and so on and so forth goes the list of what is happening around on the subject of marriage. We watch movies of love stories and return home teary eyed getting emotional over how the hero got the girl he loved after so many action and chasing sequences ending with a silly sentimental twist. We laud the hero and his girl for fighting hard to make their love successful. But we never ask ourselves if they lived happily ever after once they got married. For us, getting married is the happily ever after. And no questions or comments on that. Factionist fathers, bothersome brothers and unmarried sisters in tow are not the problems faced by youngsters t...

Let me enwrap you into my warm bossom Like the wind enveloping a budding yellow blossom let me shower you with honey-sweet kisses That will surely silence those little moans and hisses Let me unleash on you my fiery hot passion That sears through my shies unveiling my love and devotion Let me drown you deep into the trenches of my core Where the mighty tremors rock unseen from the silent shore Let me engulf your senses in my musky fragrant dew That clings onto my pores with a tang of delectable brew Let me melt in your arms like the virgin hilltop snow That starts with gentle trickle but ends in tempestuous flow

Forceful laughter, forwarded jokes, Empty playgrounds, sauna sweat soaks, When the screen flashes, "That's all folks", That’s really what we have, an orderly chaos. Maternity doesn't mean motherhood now, it's just a long leave that company's allow, Antiques now include a gas burner stove, Ready-made microwave food we love. Home is no longer a family place, It's just where we hide our make-up-less face, Work never happens at the normal pace, It's just a never-ending, hopeless case. The sun now rises with the alarm call, We live in shadows of skyscrapers tall, Farmland is just the supermarket stall, Time is just the big clock on the wall. Love is just a mood, not a feeling, Of two bodies on bed under a ceiling, Smiles and affection lost power of healing, Needles and knives sing health dealing. Can you still put a toe out of the lines? or are you just afraid on the land mines? Can you still hear your...

A chill was emanating all around, It was just the sunrise in the morn', I got up and know what I found? The leaves and grass just new born. I peered through the window sill, The sky was blue and golden cake, the world was in the bed still, while I was wide awake. The cuckoo started a lovely ballad, which was a lovely song, I listened to it in a fad, and got lost in, for so long. The nature was fresh and lively then, I was tempted to be with it, but the alarm bought me back to my ken, to a clumsy world around me knit. I longed to be with the nature lush, I pined for hills, valleys n streams, I whined for those rains which gush, and the warm sun rays that gleam.

looking into the mirror i saw my reflection and then i found a truth its nowhere near perfection though i see it everyday though i know how i look i never saw a flaw in it maybe thats the way i took but today, u made me see the flaws the scars etched in i stood shell shocked at this felt like i committed a sin no matter how i look i had confidence in me but today my reflection is as repulsive as it can be the sparkle in my eyes bubbly bounce when i walked my spirited composure vanished the moment we talked does beauty matter in love i asked myself today will it vanish then in future when oldness makes its way i may not be attractive i may not be beautiful but i confidently dare you to find the one more dutiful will anyone ever be able to love you more than i do but now the love for you's gone 'coz i love myself more than you

People talk a lot about making a choice. How difficult it is, how hard it is, how mind-racking it is, how nerve-wrecking it is, etc-etc. Some choices we make to better our situation, some we make to get out of a situation, while some we make nonchalantly, some we make for a higher purpose and so on. Every choice has Yin and Yang side. It doesn't always mean that a choice has good and bad sides. It merely has advantages and disadvantages. If a choice offers more advantages, one simply opts for it. But sometimes, we simply make a choice not because its advantageous, but it is morally right. For example, a desperate man stole medicines for his ailing wife. He is a righteous man, so he surrenders himself to the law. He made a choice of surrendering himself, because it is simply the right thing to do. Another time, a student has to choose between two equally competent colleges. He looks at the advantages of each college offers to him and then decides. Here he makes a suita...